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There were just too many bullet screens, and they were all mixed together. By the time Snowy took a glance at them, she saw that Zhang Zian had already greeted the two old men and was walking over to her with the cat bag. "Yo. Isn't this the Poser Store Manager? Congratulations to President Zhang for getting the Wulin Hong Guang MPV!" As soon as one person started, the others followed suit. Fans of Snowy had organized their own QQ group, where videos and photos of Zhang Zian being pranked had already spread through the group. Even new meme collections had been made. Zhang Zian had already expected for it to happen, so he deliberately ignored it. He invited Snowy to enter the shop. He placed the cat bag on the ground, opened the zipper, and took Snowball out from the bag. Zian let it play around in the store before he raised the bouquet in his hand and said, "Hold on a moment––let me look for a vase for the flowers. If you want to cut the cat's hair, there are scissors at the cashier counter." Snowy stood behind Lu Yiyun, admiring her paintings, and nodded her head when she heard Zian.
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