The National Director is Mr. Perfect

The clerk only regarded it as a specially recorded robot, squatting down and smiling curiously: "Are you asking? What about your master?"

The little spy did not answer, and continued to ask: "How much, how much?"

Why are there so many human shit? What does it matter whether the owner is there or not? Is it enough for them to buy?

The clerk became a little interested, and directly replied: "Is it this milk dog? Bullfighting is very expensive. This is an authentic French bulldog. Although it is a little male dog, the price is so much." He said with a finger: " Ten thousand!"

The little spy nodded: "Affordable, affordable!"

The milk dog was just a little bigger than a slap. It seemed to be born not long ago. Although it didn't stay with his mother, it looked pretty good.

Dog food is not bad at the pet shop, and milk is available for everything.

It saw someone pointing at it, Wudiudiu's big eyes opened, a bitter melon face looked at them at the piano, and two fat paws were also pulled in front of the dog cage.

When the clerk saw the robot so smart, he was immediately happy, and people began to watch.

"Are you sure you want it, but how do you bring it back? Do you still have money?"

Little spy: "..."

piano:"……"

Forget a fatal problem, they have no money!

If you have money, you can't pay, otherwise these human eyes won't stick out.

The little spy was anxious: "Without the money, go back with the shovel officer and leave this dog!"

Clerk: "..."

After speaking, take a shot of the piano body: "Drive, go back and get the money!"

The piano ran away in a hurry.

The clerk was dumbfounded.

He always felt that the robot just now seemed to be a human being.

The little spy also knew that while Jun Ci was not at home doing such a thing, they went back and found Ma Li accurately.

Ma Li had been quite surprised about these things, but when she heard the little spy asked her to buy a milk dog, she was a little embarrassed: "I wonder if the young master will agree."

"She will agree. Does 10,000 yuan count as money for her? Li Ma, you pay first, and then we let her pay you back!"

The little spy flew up with an abacus, and tried her best to push Li Ma to help them with the dog.

Piano also looked at Ma Li expectantly, Ma Li hesitated, and finally followed them to the pet market.

The former clerk was taken aback when seeing them coming back.

The little bullfighter in the cage saw the piano come back, and seemed to be circling in the cage very happily. The bullfight had no tail, so he twisted his hips to express his joy.

Mom Li paid the money and bought this little bullfight on the spot.

"You said the piano likes this milk dog?"

Ma Li couldn't believe it. The little spy patted her chest and promised: "Yes, it likes it!"

So waiting for Jun Ci to come back, he saw a milk dog in the house somehow.

The milk dog was only a few months old, and the fat paw was walking around on the sofa cushion, and the piano was waving his tail with excitement beside him. The eyes of the little bullfighting could be said to be very loving.

Jun Ci was shocked: "Could it be the illegitimate dog with the piano outside?"

Guru: "Puff..."

The little spy immediately laughed at him: "You are afraid of being a fool. How did a husky give birth to a bullfight, you tell me? You tell me?"

Jun Ci was just joking, but he didn't know that the little spy dared to laugh at her unwisely, so Jun Ci let the little spy practice handstand on the table.