"Is there... is there really such a thing?" Aqing looked at Qiu Lingling with amazent.
"Yeah, hitting kids is no longer a family affair; it’s beco a national affair next door. So, our tourism in Xia Dong has seen so developnt," Qiu Lingling said teasingly, full of schadenfreude.
"In the morning, you co over, have a beating, drink so morning tea, eat a bowl of at slices at noon, and by evening, you take the well-behaved kids back ho to do howork... it just feels quite novel."
"Moreover, I don’t think it’s just people from Xiangjiang; there should be parents from the neighboring provinces too."
It’s quite normal for bratty kids to get spanked, but having to travel over mountains, fly on a plane, switch to a high-speed train, or drive hundreds of kiloters on highways just to spank your bratty kids is outrageous no matter how you look at it.
"And the Stray Ho you ntioned is the bizarre event that can be compared to the great migration of the Xiangjiang people," Qiu Lingling said excitedly.
"I heard from Sister Zhiyu that the Stray Pet Ho was initially just a public welfare organization for urban stray pets, but after it officially opened, there were small pets wearing the organization’s collars appearing all over the streets and alleys of Jiule City."
"They usually travel with two big dogs and a cat. They’re so good at being adorable, and you only need to scan the QR code on their collar to pay to watch their performance."
Qiu Lingling vividly described to Aqing how attentive the service of the pets at the Stray Ho was, and how absurd it seed.
They truly loved the small change of three to five yuan and were not surprised by three to five hundred yuan.
Scanning three to five yuan allows you to get close and cuddly; scanning three to five hundred lets you watch performances like dog sliding, cat backflips, and cats taking dogs down with shoulder throws—very nice.
The Stray Ho public welfare organization not only accomplished the feat of clearing all the stray animals in Jiule City.
They also pioneered the pet begging genre, and currently, the projects of the Stray Ho have even expanded to helping shops clear rodent problems and targeted cockroach services.
Although Stray Ho was newly established, it is already considered a legend in Jiule City.
Additionally, it has extraordinary financial strength, even building a specialized pet hospital.
"By the way, I also heard from Sister Zhiyu that the Stray Pet Ho might launch a paid pet training program soon, claiming to specialize in curing naughty cats and bad dogs."
Qiu Lingling glanced at Bai.
"Awoo..."
Bai looked slightly uneasy and turned away, showing obvious guilt.
Stray Ho not only plans to launch a pet training service.
Sooner or later, the Stray Ho is even preparing to lease Qingao Island to build a marine park focused on a close interaction tourist program with gray dolphins.
There’s already a resort ready.
The staff will be caught from the sea, and the lobby manager is a streetwise character permanently stationed at the seabed. The monkey group on Qingao Island can also take care of room service when they’re idle.
Of course.
These are currently trade secrets that Bai couldn’t possibly tell his young master.
If the project can be pulled off, in the future, even the city’s zoo might be handed over to the Stray Ho.
The establishnt of Stray Ho is not just due to Lin Ying’s wealth or Chen Zhiyu’s ability to quickly assemble a team; secretly, it’s actually the Security Bureau that’s exerting effort behind the scenes.
Master Fox’s Stray Ho can be said to be the club for all the Spirit Beasts in Jiule City and along the Xia Dong coast.
They have food, don’t cause trouble, have things to do, and aren’t constantly thinking about territorial battles or engaging in spats in front of humans, making the Xia Dong Security Bureau very happy.
"In short, just go to those little fellows you like and scan to pay them; they’re all money-grubbers."
After speaking until her mouth was dry, Qiu Lingling took a sip of tea and summarized the existence of the Stray Ho.
From the look of excitent on Qiu Lingling’s face.
She probably hasn’t hesitated to point to the services of the Stray Ho.
In Qiu Lingling’s heart, the boss who created the Stray Pet Ho public welfare organization is simply a genius!
"Is that... how it is?" Aqing pondered for a mont, showing a look of sudden realization, gaining a preliminary understanding of the Stray Ho, especially after recently seeing the dogs and cats cooperate to catch a mad dog.
Aqing grew increasingly curious about the Stray Ho.
To be able to train the little guys so quickly, could their boss be soone like herself?
"Awoo..."
Bai glanced sideways, full of caution, then lowered his head to ask Master Fox.
"It’s fine; the old friends we’ve got, Aqing has t them all, and they won’t talk recklessly." Sitting on the ground shoulder to shoulder with Bai and looking up towards the tea table where Aqing and Qiu Lingling were conversing, Ansheng said, unconcerned.
"Hmm..." Bai replied, slightly embarrassed.
"Hmm!? You said the Stray Ho service center is filled with all kinds of heavy weapons and tens of thousands of rounds of bullets?" Ansheng looked at Bai with a face of shock, "You’re kidding, right? Aqing is planning to go there for a livestream later."
"Wuu..." Bai shrugged.
Although Bai’s whimper was brief, it simply explained to Master Fox the origin of those weapons.
The coastal area of Jiule, with its intense humidity and saline-alkali conditions, previously saw the Security Bureau hunting down spies from the coastal Longevity Club.
It so happened that the military district had a batch of soon-to-expire equipnt that the soldiers were exhausted from barely keeping up with, and the Security Bureau was planning a large-scale operation next door, so they ended up giving three-tenths of the weapons and ammunition to the Security Bureau.
But the Security Bureau was there to catch spies, not for warfare.
How could they possibly use up all those soon-to-expire stockpiles?
Handling ammunition doesn’t an a complete recall; it ans you fire off all the bullets and just recycle the shells.
After the operation, there was still surplus ammunition, so Feng Wenyu tossed the surplus to Bai, asking him to help find so monkeys on Changping Mountain to use up all the ammo.
But those monkeys, firing machine guns, ended up with strained arm muscles, and they’re all lying in the hospital now. Currently, the Stray Ho Service Center is essentially a miniature army equipnt depot, filled with retired old stuff.
"I fear these things can’t be shown to viewers even if they pay! Otherwise, it would be hard for the legal representative of the Stray Ho to explain everything..." Master Fox murmured absent-mindedly.
He instinctively touched his chest but didn’t find his saddlebag there.
"Bai, do you have a phone?" Master Fox turned to Bai to ask.
"Awoo!" Bai responded confidently, gesturing towards the abandoned dock where there’s one on Big Fei.
"On Big Fei? I flipped the boat yesterday, so that navigation phone is probably gone," Master Fox said.
"..." Bai gradually fell into silence, silently conveying his response.
Bai looked decisive, staring at Master Fox.
We don’t have a phone to pass on ssages, but can’t we just knock Aqing’s livestream phone into the water while play-fighting?
At worst, we could take dozens of slaps!
While the two high-ranking mbers of the Stray Ho conspired and whispered about confidentiality agreents.
Aqing and Qiu Lingling had already turned their conversation from Stray Ho expenses to livestreaming topics.
"That’s great!"
"I’m free today, and with your major blogger status, we can surely visit Stray Ho to cuddle the pets. Besides, the headquarters of Stray Ho is very close to Sister Zhiyu’s ho."
"Sister Zhiyu no longer runs Pet Paradise; she dug a big fishpond to raise fishing enthusiasts in there. Fishing enthusiasts from all over the country and Xia Dong bloggers are all camping out there..."
Speaking of Chen Zhiyu, Qiu Lingling looked helpless; the well-functioning Pet Paradise was just suddenly not operating anymore.
Without Pet Paradise, Bai struggled to find a suitable place to swim.
Swimming pools don’t allow pets.
The rivers and streams can’t guarantee water quality, and besides, the grass has those hateful ticks and other insects.
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