Every time I come home, my wife is making garbage

Chapter 13 Eight Cosplayers
In the early morning, the sun had a big bump on its head that was knocked out by the sunset last night, and it was shining with golden light.

Zhang Jingyi slept very late last night, but woke up very early today.

excited!

Men are like this, once they start a new career, they feel like they have been injected with chicken blood and are filled with strength.

"Honey, I'm going to work."

"Take care, husband."

Zhang Jingyi came to the company with brisk steps. The office director was standing in front of the time clock, looking at him with strange eyes.

Zhang Jingyi smiled: "I'm not late."

Director: "You seem to be in a good mood today."

Zhang Jingyi: "Hey, I've started my own business. Director, although you often catch me being late, you're a good person. I may not be working for you in a while, and I'll miss you terribly."

Director: "Oh? Starting a business? You're really brave. The economic situation is so bad now, and you dare to quit your job and start a business? What kind of business do you want to start?"

Zhang Jingyi: "A small cat food processing factory."

The director froze: "Uh... this... is this business easy to do?"

Zhang Jingyi: "There are so many people keeping pets nowadays, and I think this is a good path to pursue. I started researching this industry when I was still in college."

The director had a strange expression on his face. "This business... is very complicated, Xiao Zhang, you have to think carefully. I suggest you don't resign. Find a trustworthy family member to help you look after the cat food processing factory, and you continue to work in the company. The 4,000 yuan salary the company gives you may become your life-saving money."

Zhang Jingyi: “…”

I feel like he means well, but I don't know why I want to beat him up.

For the whole next day, Zhang Jingyi was thinking about the question of "whether to resign or not". It seemed wrong not to put all his effort into starting a business, but the risk of resigning to start a business was too great. What if the factory's profits were not good, wouldn't he lose his source of income?

As I was thinking this, evening arrived.

Zhang Jingyi returned home and opened the door: "Wife, I'm back."

The words just fell...

Then he heard a group of girls' voices, saying to him in a coquettish and charming voice, "Greetings to His Majesty the King, meow!"

A huge question mark slowly popped up above Zhang Jingyi's head.

In her own living room, Elizabeth was sitting on the sofa as usual, looking noble and beautiful. Beside her, there were eight young girls sitting, standing or squatting.

The girls were dressed beautifully. Each of them wore animal skins, a pair of cat ears on their heads, and a long cat tail behind their buttocks.

Coser!

When Zhang Jingyi first saw Elizabeth, she was wearing a snow-white long dress and a crown on her head. It was unknown which anime character she was cosplaying.

Now she has actually brought her fellow Coser friends home, and there are eight of them at once.

Zhang Jingyi thought: My wife usually makes some rubbish like lizard tails and big fish scales, but this time she is playing with living people, eight big living people.

A mature man should know how to respect other people's hobbies at this time and treat his wife's friends kindly.

Zhang Jingyi smiled and waved to everyone: "Hello, lovely cat ladies."

"Hi, Your Majesty the King, hello, meow."

"Your Majesty is so handsome, meow."

"Your Majesty is obviously a wise man."

Zhang Jingyi: "Uh..."

I was not good at facing so many young girls at the same time. I didn't know where to put my eyes, and I didn't know who to answer first. Elizabeth smiled and said, "Hubby, I found them to work in your factory."

"What?" Zhang Jingyi: "This is... the worker you found?"

He had imagined ten thousand kinds of illegal workers that Elizabeth had found, including but not limited to: blacks smuggled in from England, monkeys smuggled in from Southeast Asia, Indians smuggled in from America...

Anyway, they are all synonymous with poverty. After all, if they are not poor, who would be willing to sneak across the border and work illegally?

I never thought that there would be eight young, beautiful, lively and cute Cosplayers.

Isn't this a bit excessive?
Are these eight Coser ladies the type who work illegally for others?
Elizabeth: "Their lives were very hard before. It was not easy to get food in the dangerous western forests. War and death surrounded them at all times. If they were strong warriors, it would be fine. But women like them who are not very good at fighting often have to go hungry..."

Zhang Jingyi thought: People from war-torn countries in the Middle East?

Elizabeth: "They heard that this place is very safe and that they can get food as long as they do some work, so they happily followed me here."

Zhang Jingyi: “…”

No, no, I have to hold it in. I can’t complain about my wife.

My wife is so cute, she is meant to be loved, not complained about.

Zhang Jingyi turned to look at a cat girl and asked, "Are you sure you want to do this job?"

The cat girl had calico fur and blinked her big eyes: "Your Majesty, please allow us to stay, meow."

Xiaobai next to him poked his head out and rubbed Zhang Jingyi's shoulder, then stretched out his little hand and pulled Zhang Jingyi's arm...

Zhang Jingyi feels that this Coser is very professional, and her movements are very similar to the tabby cat boss downstairs. Her next movement will not be?

really……

Xiaobai lay down on the ground, rolled over, and started to act like a spoiled brat: "Your Majesty, meow, please let us stay, meow..."

Eight cat girls came together, rubbing, rolling around, and acting coquettishly: "Your Majesty the King, meow..."

Who can stand this?

Zhang Jingyi's CPU almost smoked.

"Hey? Okay, okay, stay, stay."

The cat girls were overjoyed: "Thank you, Your Majesty, meow."

Zhang Jingyi: "It's getting late today, and you've come from a long way. Have a good rest first. I'll contact the franchisees tomorrow and arrange training for you..."

"We're not tired, meow."

"We tend to get sleepy during the day, meow."

Elizabeth said, "Hubby, they are all cat people, a nocturnal race. They will take naps during the day and have no energy to do anything. It is more appropriate to arrange work for them at night."

Zhang Jingyi thought: OK! Young people are used to staying up late, right?

He took out his cell phone and called the Universe Cat Food Company: "Hello, my last name is Zhang... Yes, I'm the one who wants to join... I found eight employees and I want to train them at your place."

"What? Tomorrow afternoon? The afternoon won't work! Can we arrange it in the evening?"

"Nine o'clock in the evening. OK! It's settled."

Zhang Jingyi hung up the phone and said with a smile, "It's done! We'll go to the company headquarters for training at nine o'clock tomorrow night. Let's rest tonight... Oh, wife, you're bringing them here today without telling me in advance. I haven't prepared any food for them, nor have I arranged accommodation for them... What should I do?"

Elizabeth: "Just eat something simple, no need to eat as well as usual. As for accommodation, let them rest in the living room. Our living room is already a very good place for them. Besides, they don't rest much at night..."

At this point, she suddenly thought of something: "Honey, give them the express box you got when you bought something the day before yesterday to use for sleeping. They seem to like it very much. They circled around it and sniffed it for a long time."

Zhang Jingyi thought: That’s not possible, how can Cosplay be so professional?
(End of this chapter)