Hang Sheng has a skittish black cat. It’s business as usual for the cat to climb onto the roof every three days and knock off roof tiles every two days—enough to drive Hang Sheng, who’s already unemployed and stuck at home, to the brink of a nervous breakdown.
After a bottle of face powder worth 1,000 yuan was smashed, Hang Sheng—frustrated by her failed job applications—lost her temper and listed the cat on a secondhand platform for 0.01 yuan, determined to expose the cat’s heinous crimes to the world.
Less than a minute after posting the link, Hang Sheng encountered a strange person with an ugly cat avatar who snapped up the listing: [I’ve paid; waiting for you to ship.]
Though the cat was mischievous, it was truly a treasure to her. Hang Sheng was thoroughly spooked, immediately declared she wouldn’t sell it, and quickly refunded the buyer and took down the listing.
A few days later, the cat committed another “crime.” Hang Sheng was furious and, having reached her limit, once again listed the cat for sale to expose it to the public.
To prevent a repeat of the previous incident, she deliberately set the price at 9,990,000.
However, the weirdo struck again: [I’ve paid. Waiting for you to ship.]
Hang Sheng, who was unemployed and stuck at home, was extremely tempted by the money: “Boss, forget about buying a cat—buy me instead to work for you. I’m a top-notch workhorse, cheap, and I work like crazy.”
The weirdo: “I’ll consider it. Let’s discuss the details over the phone.”
Hang Sheng found a temporary part-time job to tide her over, earning 1,000 a day as a temporary cat sitter for over fifty cats. She’d assumed it was a shady cat shelter, but when she arrived, she realized she was completely wrong—the boss was clearly a genuinely kind-hearted, handsome guy.
After all, no one else would dote on ugly cats like that. With her one-and-a-half-month contract nearing its end, Hang Sheng couldn’t help but feel a little wistful. She thought she’d probably never find another job like this again—one that paid well, required little work, had a boss who was easy on the eyes and not an idiot, and colleagues who, though ugly, weren’t nosy.
She looked at the tall, handsome temporary boss, shook her head, and sighed, “I wish I could stay here with you forever.”
Fang Huajun stared at her face, thought it over for a moment, then nodded. “You can.”
“Can what?” Hang Sheng looked at him, confused.
“Don’t you want to be with me?” Fang Huajun said with a straight face. “You can.”
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