Returning customer

  Went to the dog park for a stroll, with the demeanor of a seasoned bricklayer, pointing and directing randomly for half a day. Bai Huan was so embarrassed that he didn't even want to eat dinner, and made an excuse to slip away like a fugitive.

  What a wonderful thing! Helping De Bao raise dogs is like Old Shouxing eating arsenic, isn't he afraid of living too long?

  When the boss is no longer obsessed with raising dogs and opening mines, it's worth considering helping him cultivate some authentic Eastern Sichuan Hounds.

  Back in the CBD office, Bai Huan's first move was to open his computer. Having been back home for a week, he hadn't had a chance to go online and check messages, and didn't know if there were any new business opportunities.

  The simple homepage of "Jungle Hunter" has almost no traffic, but the ads posted on the same city website have received many clicks and messages.

  But as he scrolled through the messages one by one, Bai Huan's face turned uglier and uglier, until finally, he angrily clicked on the top right corner of the screen.

  A summer insect cannot talk about ice! Creatures standing at different levels of the food chain indeed have no common language.

  At this moment, the originally quiet room suddenly rang with a ringing phone. Bai Huan picked it up with a bad attitude, and after a casual "hello", his eyebrows immediately raised at an angle, apparently somewhat surprised.

  It turned out to be the woman from last time, who suspected that her husband and the little third had an affair. As a result, she didn't expect to be coerced by the cultural relic dealer. In the end, after the truth came to light, she even made Bai Huan eat his words, making a big profit.

  In an instant, the woman's image transformed into a golden god of wealth, appearing on Bai Huan's retina.

  "Sorry, really sorry, I went out on a business trip the other day... it was an archaeological excavation project, in a remote area, and someone like me had to assist. White Guang thought about mice, basements, and Yuan Datou while speaking nonsense: "I've kept you waiting for too long, I'm really sorry... shall we still meet up? That's okay, the coffee shop where we met last time, good, good, let's talk when we get there!"

  Half an hour later...

  Bai Hua walked into the coffee shop, his high-quality client was sitting in a window seat, with a woman beside him.

  After meeting, before Bai Huan sat down, the woman couldn't help but point at the counter and say: "Hey, Manager Bai, look at that cat, isn't it your 'Banger Lady' on the counter? How...".

  Bai Huan heard this and turned his head to glance at them, responding very casually with an "oh": "You're talking about that? Didn't I have Miss Fang demonstrate it for you last time? But then the boss saw it too, and afterwards he long-term rented her out to the store... Hmm, I don't know what special business you two have this time, do you need our help?"

  I don't know if it was Bai Huan's expression that was too natural, or the impression that cat left on her was really deep. After a moment of confusion, the woman pulled up the arm of the woman beside her, showing intimacy: "Hey, this is my friend, she came to find you today because she has something to do with you."

  He then pushed the woman beside him: "Yan'er, what are your requirements? Tell them yourself."

  The woman called Swallow looked like she was only twenty-seven or eight, much younger than her friend. But as soon as she opened her mouth, Bai Huan knew why the two of them could get along: "Hey, I heard you're good at training pets? Is that true for everything? You're not cheating, are you?"

  As expected, it's a perfect match between the turtle and the green bean, both with an attitude that's begging to be taught a lesson.

  Bai Huan even suspected that if they weren't women, the medical expenses for injuries from being beaten every month would be enough to make a small profit for surgeons.

  However, he didn't get angry, but stared straight at the woman with a smile on his face like an exploding pizza: "I can do it, not to mention taming beasts, I can even tame people! What's wrong with morality, intelligence, physical strength, beauty and labor?"

  "Hmm, you're so good at talking... " The swallow obviously didn't catch the underlying meaning and continued to glance sideways, sizing him up: "You know about fighting cocks, right? I want you to help me train a fighting cock. Any problem with that?"

  Bai Huan stood up straight and laughed.

  As a professional, who can be more skilled in training animals than Druids?

  His eyes had a strong sense of self-confidence: "Specifically ask you to open it, and then give 5,000 as a deposit."

  Unfortunately, Bai Huan's confidence, in the eyes of Yan Er, became thick-headed arrogance: "What a joke, what if I give you the money and you can't train me?"

  "Then your money will be given in vain!"

  When he heard this woman ask such a brainless question, Bai Huan couldn't help but sigh sadly. Some people are really one kind of person for their whole lives.

  Long hair and short sightedness, the accuracy of this sentence is around 35%, while the accuracy of big chest and no brain can reach 45%! Doesn't that add up to 80%?

  Bai Huan was delighted to have discovered another social law for himself.

  However, this time the woman didn't get angry, she directly started a fire, her fake eyelashes flapping up and down like a toilet brush, her two eyes staring at Bai Huan like the fighting rooster she raised: "You're still not satisfied? You're still white-giving? I've never seen black money so righteous and arrogant..."

  Two women were those with a little spare money in their hands and usually arrogant wives who looked down on others.

  The only difference is that at first, they found the woman who had been with Bai Hua, and had seen Bai Hua's methods. After her husband's affair was exposed, she also heard some rumors from different channels - it seemed that this little guy in front of her still had a lot of energy! He wasn't like those soft eggs who would be scolded by them and still try to please them.

  What's more, her friend was also in a rush because of a bet, like an ant on a hot pot, anxious and flustered.

  Bai Huang is already the last hope.

  So she immediately pulled a Yaner, occasionally breaking the circle: "Hey, okay, you also say a few words! Manager Bai's character I also know, he is still quite reliable. Besides, you are still short of 5,000 yuan? Usually buying a bag is not this number..."

  The last sentence was spoken in a lowered voice: "Hong Paozi calls every day to urge, how about you, are you going to sleep with him?"

  Upon hearing this, Yan Er's expression changed from being on the verge of exploding to forcing a smile and saying: "Alright, since... it's Manager Bai, right? Since Manager Bai is so confident, I'll give 5,000 as a deposit first..."

  Bai Huan was very satisfied and snapped his fingers, lavishing praise on himself: "Indeed, those who know the times are heroes, Big Sister has a good eye!"

  "...". The two women suddenly had constipated expressions on their faces.

  After agreeing on the commission, that Yan'er originally planned to take Bai Huan to grab the fighting chicken. Her gambling appointment with others was imminent, and she couldn't wait to send the fighting chicken to Bai Huan in the next second, and then in the next second, she could see her own rooster turn into a phoenix, turn into a golden eagle, turn into a giant peng! Tear that fatty's fighting chicken to pieces!

  But her dreams were clearly less ample than her bust.

  When Bai Huan arrived at her villa in Jiangnan District and carefully examined the fighting cocks, she said irresponsibly: "These few chickens of yours are all useless."

  It's not that he disapproves of women playing mahjong or wants to take advantage of someone in trouble.

  But it's because these fighting cocks all have invisible flaws... no, they shouldn't be called flaws, but rather hidden wounds.

  Bai Huan himself didn't play with fighting cocks, and as for how to raise them and train them, he was completely clueless. But as a Druid, with his natural animal companions, he could look at many problems from a supernatural angle and perspective. Just like the few fighting cocks in front of him, after communicating with each other using their natural powers, Bai Huan understood the hidden diseases in their wing roots, leg tendons, necks, and other parts.

  This is obviously a problem that has been accumulating over time due to improper domestication and training, as well as inadequate post-race care.

  One hundred days of injury and pain, compared to the internal bleeding caused by Yidebao's "gunpowder", the problem with these fighting cocks is truly troublesome.

  "No way, although these few chickens have a good foundation, but raising them is a big problem."

  Bai Huan reiterated his opinion, turned around and saw the two women with gloomy faces, and couldn't help but ask curiously: "What's wrong? Although there aren't many places in Xijiang that do this, can't you find one or two bosses who sell fighting cocks?"

  The seller can be found, but the circle of fighting cocks is so small, and there are also people making trouble behind their backs. It's not easy to buy a good fighting cock that meets your expectations.

  But now it has come to this point, I can only go out and try my luck, treat a dead horse as if it were alive.

  I just hope this young white manager isn't all talk and no action.