According to the dog-borrowing agreement, if Will had nothing to do during the day, Curly Hair would go over.
When Will was writing his thesis, Curly Hair would sleep in his new kennel. When it was time to wake up for dinner, Curly Hair would put on a leash and go out for a walk in the afternoon. After walking, Curly Hair would return to Fang Zhao's place and play games all night.
Fang Zhao had said that Curly Hair couldn't play games all day, so he could only play at night. Curly Hair would sleep during the day.
Will tried raising a dog for two days and felt that raising a dog was rather simple. Fang Zhao had said that he didn't need to bathe the dog or arrange for someone to clip Curly Hair's nails. All he needed to do was arrange for food and lodging and keep an eye on Curly Hair when he went out for walks. It was that simple.
While on the phone with his family, Will had said, "That dog is very obedient. He didn't bite the sofa, didn't bite the stool, didn't tear up my artwork, and didn't bark. He knows where to defecate and sits there obediently when I comb his fur. Especially when I'm working, he is very quiet. He just eats a little too much."
Will felt that what people online were saying was wrong. Raising a dog was clearly very easy! There wasn't anything troublesome about it! The only thing that made Will depressed was that he didn't have any inspiration. He couldn't draw a single line on a piece of paper.
However, Will Sr. felt more at ease after hearing Will's words.
"As expected of a dog worth 200 million. He's smarter and more obedient than other dogs. As for inspiration, this is something that can only be chanced upon. Don't deliberately think about it. Perhaps it will appear in an instant. You have to be patient and calm your heart. "
Will understood what Will Sr. was saying, but he had an inexplicable feeling that he wouldn't make any progress if this continued. He felt uneasy, as though something was missing, but he couldn't say what it was.
No matter what, he would raise him like this for now. Perhaps it would really be as Will Sr. said. When would inspiration come?
Will Sr. asked Will a few more things and was relieved to know that Curly Hair was doing well. As for what Will said about Curly Hair eating a little too much, Will Sr. didn't take it to heart. How much could a small dog like this eat, no matter how big his appetite was?
After the call ended, Will turned around just as a servant came in with a new package.
"Sir, you've bought snacks for the dog again. The storage room in the dormitory is full, and it's almost full." The servant had served the Will family for more than 30 years and spoke casually.
He doesn't like it. I asked Fang Zhao. He likes things that are harder. "Will hurriedly tore open the packaging and threw a piece of artificial bone into Curly Hair's bowl.
The servant had experience with dogs before. She looked at the bone that the puppy would not be able to eat, and then looked at the parameters on the exterior. She said to Will, "This is the kind that big dogs eat, and it's a special snack for big dogs with strong jaws. Puppies won't be able to chew it …"
Before he could finish his words, he heard a 'kacha kacha' sound.
Curly Hair quickly gobbled down the snack that was known to be specially used by large dogs with great bite strength like a crispy biscuit.
The helper: "…" Discreetly, she took a step away from the dog.
Kacha, kacha, kacha sounds continued. Apart from the oblivious Will, the servants and bodyguards all raised Curly Hair's danger level in their hearts.
The servants and bodyguards also discussed in private.
"Should we talk to Old Mr. Will? Otherwise, if something happens, he might not be able to recover even if he is sent to the hospital. "
"Yes, with that kind of bite strength, a tragedy will happen!"
"Mr. Will Jr.'s hand is worth 30 million per painting. Did he buy insurance?"
"Speaking of Mr. Will Jr.'s painting … it seems to have reached 37 million yesterday."
One of the bodyguards stared at the newly opened display page and swallowed his saliva. "No … just now, it has already reached 40 million!"
"40 million per painting. Mr. Will Jr.'s hand is too precious. In the future, we must guard against him touching dogs!"
…
In a certain city in Huangzhou, an investor had just placed a bid of 40 million, officially raising the bid to the 40 million level.
Beside him, the investor's son was very puzzled by his father's actions. "So, dad, you also think highly of this painting? When did you learn how to paint? "
"No, I think highly of these two people, Will and Fang Zhao."
The investor waved his finger and didn't continue to explain. Instead, he asked his son, "A genius painter and a rising star in both art and business. What's the conclusion?"
"Two geniuses?"
"It's money!"
The investor's fingers tapped on the surface of the table, his sharp gaze fixed on the slowly rising figures on the screen. "Judging by the momentum, if Fang Zhao can stir up some big news at the Corale Film Festival, it will rise even more."
The investor's son didn't quite understand what his father meant, but he knew about the Corale Film Festival. He checked online and was stunned when he saw the latest push notifications.
"Huh? Fang Zhao is selling his dog? He finally sold his 200-million-dollar dog? "
There was some news online about Fang Zhao selling his dog, and there were "pictures to prove the truth." The accompanying picture was of Will walking the dog.
But some people retorted that Will and Fang Zhao were neighbors. Now everyone knew that it was possible that Will was helping to walk the dog, not necessarily selling it.
However, the majority of the online push notifications were dominated by the Corale Film Festival. News of Fang Zhao selling his dog was quickly overshadowed by news of other celebrities. For example, photos of so-and-so at the beach, so-and-so's street photo, so-and-so appearing with so-and-so in a cafe on Corale Island, and so on.
Elsewhere, Fang Zhao had applied for leave. He was also preparing to head to the Corale Archipelago to participate in the Corale Film Festival.
The Corale Archipelago, a district of Huangzhou, was named after the corals and had unbelievably beautiful underwater colors. The Corale Film Festival held there was one of the most influential and artistic film festivals in the world. It was also the largest comprehensive film festival. It included awards for movies, series, short films, and other aspects. Besides political and business considerations, it also emphasized artistry. The highest prize was the Golden Coral Award.
Nanfeng had started making preparations as soon as Fang Zhao had received the invitation.
"As an all-rounded assistant, I've already reserved a parking space on the main island of Corale. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to get a parking space and would have had to fly the flying transport to another small island."
Yan Biao tidied up his new bodyguard uniform. Looking at a photo of the flying transport Nanfeng had rented, he laughed. "Hey, Nanfeng, this flying transport sure is flashy and luxurious. It won't be cheap to rent, will it?"
"Boss is going to the Corale Film Festival, a film festival that causes a storm in the global entertainment circle every year! We can't have too little equipment. We can't let people look down on us or we'll be laughed at! Besides the flying transport, I've also rented a flying car. We'll be able to drive it when we get there. The main thing is that Boss can provide sufficient funds, hehehe … "
Fang Zhao had also agreed to all of Nanfeng's requests after going through them. Whatever industry you were in, you had to abide by the rules of that industry. Nanfeng was familiar with film festivals, so as long as it wasn't too excessive, Fang Zhao would agree to all of Nanfeng's requests.
"I heard that Boss might win an award this time. Best supporting actor or something." Zuo Yu rubbed his new sunglasses and put them on.
"Why do I hear that it's most likely to be a newcomer award?" Yan Biao started searching online. He really didn't know much about this field, nor did he know what awards there were.
Nanfeng contacted someone on his personal terminal. He had even hired a stylist. He had already planned to give Fang Zhao a new look every day when they arrived at the Corale Archipelago. He couldn't lose out to others!
Fang Zhao finished his last class and returned home to pack his things. He hadn't brought much with him, as Nanfeng had already prepared everything for him.
Fang Zhao went next door to take a look.
Based on his observations over the past few days, Fang Zhao discovered that Curly Hair was adapting well. This little thing was even rather happy. Perhaps it was great eating and drinking next door. Every day, he would eat, drink, sleep, and play games. How could he not be happy?
However, in order to conceal this, Curly Hair controlled his appetite while eating and drinking next door. Now, his appetite had increased to about the size of three large dogs. Thus, after eating next door, Curly Hair would still eat the dog food Fang Zhao had prepared for him. However, no one else knew about this.
Fang Zhao had already told Curly Hair what he wanted to say. With others around, Fang Zhao didn't say too much.
To prove that he wouldn't mistreat Curly Hair, Will took out a new shopping list. It was full of dog food and dog snacks. They were all expensive and nutritious.
Nanfeng said worriedly, "This is too much. Don't feed him like a pig."
Will had a solemn expression. "Definitely not!"
How could a dog become a pig? Was this person stupid?
When Fang Zhao came out of the dormitory, Yan Biao and Zuo Yu were already waiting by the car door.
Yan Biao saw Fang Zhao carrying a covered box and hurriedly ran over to help him carry it. "Boss, what's this?" It was rather heavy.
"A mini aquarium," Fang Zhao replied.
Fang Zhao hadn't brought Curly Hair this time, but he had brought the "rabbit" with him. If Curly Hair were to fly around, there was no telling what would happen. It was even possible that the "rabbit" would be eaten. Given Curly Hair's stomach that could even digest bullets, he was probably highly resistant to poison. Eating a sea slug would probably be fine. At most, he would have diarrhea.
Furthermore, the Corale Archipelago was surrounded by the sea. There were also many people raising sea slugs, so there was no need to worry about food. He could also take the opportunity to see if there were any new food options. This "rabbit" had gotten a lot of appetite recently.
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