Luo Gang supported the limping Cui Yan as they finally arrived at Wenren Sheng's home.
He stepped forward and rang the doorbell.
A Seven-Colored Parrot flew out.
Luo Gang frowned slightly, then turned to Cui Yan. "Keeping parrots probably violates the regulations. Although I don't know what breed this parrot is, I estimate there's a 93.75% chance that it violates the regulations."
"I'm a person!" Zhao Han said indignantly. What kind of person was this? She had kindly come to open the door for him, and the first thing he said was that she was violating regulations.
"A parrot this intelligent? Then there's even more of a problem," Luo Gang said seriously.
Cui Yan was a little helpless. She could only explain to the parrot in front of them, "Sorry, my boyfriend has a bit of a problem with his brain, but he has a good heart. Still, keeping parrots is indeed quite risky. You can look it up on the internet. He really means well, but he speaks without thinking."
Zhao Han's anger subsided a little, and she asked, "Who are you? Do you have an appointment?"
"No appointment, but Senior Li Yuanfeng introduced us. We originally wanted to make an appointment by phone, but he said Teacher Wen hated people calling him, so we specifically came to deliver a visiting card. These are our visiting cards." As Cui Yan spoke, she took two green cards from her handbag.
Zhao Han had studied ancient customs in high school. This was an ancient rite: if someone wished to visit, they had to first send someone with a visiting card. After the host read the card and arranged a meeting time, they could come and pay a visit.
Showing up unannounced was an enormous breach of etiquette.
This could be called