activa-t Chapter 305 Rightful Claim
Chapter 305 Rightful Claim
"Hey? Don't you think those two people looked familiar?"
The nurse nudged her colleague next to her with her elbow.
My colleague was engrossed in organizing and checking the pharmacy's inventory, not stopping her work, and simply asked perfunctorily, "Huh? Which two?"
"They're the owners of that neutered male cat from this morning, a male and a female, the really good-looking pair."
After she mentioned it, her colleague immediately remembered it too.
There are indeed two such people.
It's peculiar that some people, despite "fully armed" to cover their faces, still can't hide their inherent charisma.
Just revealing a glimpse of a superior chin or neck is enough to make people automatically imagine how outstanding the entire face must be.
As some online sources say, it's an atmosphere unique to handsome men and beautiful women that others can't imitate.
Her colleague stopped organizing the medication list, frowned, and took a breath: "Hmm, now that you mention it, it does seem so."
"Really?" the nurse said excitedly. "If you ask me, they're probably celebrities. Otherwise, why would they cover themselves up so thoroughly? Especially that guy, he has a great body, but unfortunately, you can't see his features at all."
The nurse continued, smugly, "That young lady next to me, just looking at the lower half of her face, she's absolutely gorgeous. Imagine how beautiful her whole face must be!"
This pet hospital caters to the high-end market, offering private services at a hefty price. Its clientele consists mainly of the wealthy and influential, and occasionally celebrities also patronize it.
For example, a comedian who is a regular on a variety show is a regular customer here and often comes in person to check his pet; there is also a retired movie star who is one of their clients, but unfortunately he doesn't come often and his assistant takes care of things for him.
Although one of the job requirements is not to reveal guests' privacy, it's perfectly acceptable for colleagues to gossip about each other.
At this moment, a colleague chuckled, picked up the prescription in his hand, and checked it again, saying with a mischievous grin, "Maybe it's some celebrity's secret romance..."
The nurse clapped her hands excitedly: "Hey! You know what, you really have to tell me! When they come to pick up the cat, I'll have to take a good look at it again."
Celebrity romances and gossip are the most exciting topics of conversation.
Unfortunately, the nurse's wish was not fulfilled; only their assistant came to pick up the cat, and the two of them never showed up again.
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I have no plans for this afternoon.
After Zhang Yu finished speaking, he received a suspicious look from Bai Li.
"Are you really alright?" She raised an eyebrow slightly. "You didn't have to postpone any work, did you?"
Bai Li didn't believe Zhang Yu's words.
This is a very busy person in the prime of their career, sometimes even busier than her. It's already quite good if they can spare a morning, let alone a whole day.
Seeing that his wordplay had been exposed, Zhang Yu showed no remorse for being caught doing something wrong. Instead, he simply sighed regretfully and said frankly, "I did have the afternoon free, but not because I had nothing to do. It's because... I reserved the time for something more important."
Bai Li was both amused and exasperated by his unrepentant attitude.
When did Teacher Zhang, a model worker in the new era, start using petty tricks?
Bai Li deliberately put on a stern face, beckoned Zhang Yu closer with her finger, and as Zhang Yu leaned closer as instructed, she reached out and pressed his face against hers, whispering, "Don't hide it next time. If I find out again, I'll make you sit at the same table as Chu Xianxian at the year-end party."
Zhang Yu could tell that Bai Li wasn't really angry, but he knew that at this moment, he had better listen to her "lecture" obediently.
But what does it mean to sit at the same table as Chu Xianxian?
Just how disobedient is Chu Xianxian that we have to hold a separate table for him at the annual party to "criticize" him?
He tried hard to suppress the smile on his face, but in the end he couldn't help it and turned to the side to chuckle.
"Ahem." Bai Li cleared her throat and tapped his cheek with her fingertip. "Teacher Zhang, be serious!"
“Okay, I’ll be more serious.” Zhang Yu suppressed his smile, turned back to face her, his eyes clear, and spoke again, his tone much more serious: “This afternoon… there was indeed a brand event scheduled, but I just received a message from my agent that the time has been changed at the last minute.”
At this point, Zhang Yu paused slightly, a hint of barely perceptible anticipation in her voice: "So this afternoon I'm truly free. What about you? Is there anything you'd like to do?"
Bai Li blinked in surprise; she hadn't expected Zhang Yu to actually have time.
He had no reason to lie to himself. Whether he had a schedule that afternoon or not was impossible for Bai Li, his boss, to hide. She only needed to make a phone call to Zhang Yu's agent to find out his complete schedule.
Bai Li pondered for a moment, then her eyes lit up.
There was something she had always wanted to do, but unfortunately she hadn't found a suitable reason to bring it up.
I thought I'd never have another chance, but now it's just so happens.
Bai Li raised her head, her gaze fixed intently on Zhang Yu, and said expectantly, "I want to see you do a cosplay."
Before becoming an artist, Zhang Yu was a well-known cosplayer online.
The cosplayers all portray incredibly fit male characters from anime. Each cosplay is remarkably lifelike, exuding an explosive aura and overflowing with hormones. Bai Li has been envious for a long time; she can feel the impact even through the screen. How stunning must it be in real life?
Upon hearing Bai Li's words, a knowing smile flashed across Zhang Yu's eyes.
He agreed quickly, almost without hesitation. How could he refuse an opportunity to legitimately attract her?
"Okay, my cosplay outfits are all at home, come to my place."
Zhang Yu said "Come to my house" very naturally, but Bai Li's heart still skipped a beat.
She looked up at him, and could clearly see her own reflection in his deep eyes. His openness carried a hint of the ease that only a mature man could possess, as if he were silently asking: Do you dare to come?
Bai Li's answer was equally straightforward, even carrying a hint of challenge: "Sure."