Gun Gun was still a baby, about the size of a little Chow Chow. Mo Qiong held him in his arms, and Gun Gun immediately nestled against his chest contentedly, curling up.
Mo Qiong first took Gun Gun to eat and drink his fill at the base, while Master Gou watched with envy.
There was no harm without comparison. Master Gou had originally lost interest in pets because of the trouble caused by the stupid roe deer, but he suddenly became fond of pets again.
Master Gou could not resist joining in. He forcibly carried Gun Gun away and let him climb all over him. When Gun Gun rolled over and pulled him straight to the ground, he did not get angry. He simply climbed back up and continued grinning foolishly.
Although Gun Gun showed Master Gou no courtesy, Master Gou still adored him.
However, for Mo Qiong, the trouble of not placing Gun Gun in foster care had also arrived: he really could not afford to raise him.
Whether it was dairy products or tender bamboo roots and stalks, the General Affairs Department could provide them. He did not need to hire anyone specially; he could just buy them directly.
But even so, the food and drink alone would cost two hundred thousand dollars a year. He was practically a gold-eating beast.
Just as Mo Qiong was considering whether to sell a Taffy Stone or borrow money from You Xin, Master Gou suddenly waved his hand grandly while holding Gun Gun. "I'll pay!"
Mo Qiong's whole body shuddered, and he exclaimed, "Aren't you broke?"
"Sell a Dānmù and I'll have the money. It'll be in my account in no time," Master Gou said.
"Money really has no humanity... Do you have so many Dānmù that you can store them