king of los angeles

Chapter 908 908. Picasso

Before the party was over and before driving, Rich Paul planned to chat with Old Pa, the kind of business conversation between professional agents.

The atmosphere immediately changed. Rich's eyes seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts, which made Old Pa a little nervous.

Of course, Rich also understands the rules of this industry very well, and will not talk about confidential things, such as Kevin Durant's next move.

Back in the car, Old Pa looked pretty good, even smiling.

"What did he say?"

Lin Feng watched Rich's car leave, and then slowly stepped on the accelerator to start.

Old Pa was busy fastening his seat belt, and it was difficult for his fat body to reach.

"He wants to work together, and this is our chance with Gary."

Sure enough, it was this matter again. Lin Feng knew that Rich had taken a fancy to his future value.

But this is a good thing. I am afraid that the progress will be very slow only by tossing between myself and Lao Pa.

Lao Zhan's team has a wide network of contacts and a lot of investment. Cooperating with them is undoubtedly standing on the shoulders of giants.

The topic just discussed is the VBL league. Rich is also optimistic about the thriving streetball culture, which is a place with rich treasures.

"The Spring Hill media in their hands can allow VBL to obtain top traffic, which is not a problem at all in terms of publicity."

Old Pa's eyes were shining, as he always did.But that's a good thing, and anything with LeBron James' name on it draws a ton of attention.

The future of VBL is bright with the strong alliance between Lin Feng and old Zhan!
The difficulty lies in whether the founder Nick Anson is willing to give up his equity, but even if there is no way to reach an acquisition, they can start a new brand from scratch.

But it is impossible for Nick Anson to say NO to the "cash truck", no one can resist the temptation of banknotes.

Back home, Lin Feng started to pack his luggage for Milwaukee.Ursula is doing the same thing. She likes to travel, and this time she went to the city of her best friend Mallory, so she was very excited.

Lin Feng was worried about Picasso, so he went to look after Picasso in the middle of the night.

In order not to frighten it, Lin Feng turned off the flashlight, and at the same time carried a pistol to prevent accidents.

Picasso often yelled, terrified the guys in the cowshed not far away, and the genes in his body made the cows and sheep feel that the "enemy" was right in front of them.

Fortunately, the comfortable environment in the bullpen calmed the frightened guys, so that no large-scale riots were triggered.

Looking in through the moonlight, the grass room was peaceful, as if there was nothing there.

He tried to pat the window, and a haystack inside began to shake, and it seemed that Picasso was there.

Dog meat was very vigilant, and there was a barking sound from the garage.

It seems that it will take some time to "exchange feelings" with this lynx, but I don't know if keeping it closed will make Picasso become manic.

Edmond's veterinarian will do a second inspection tomorrow morning, and it's hard to predict what will happen then.

The long night was long, and the farm was surprisingly quiet.

With the finals approaching, Lin Feng felt that his mentality was not bad.Picasso brought a little fluctuation to his peaceful life, and it feels good to regulate his nerves.

At seven o'clock the next day, Edmund arrived at the farm in his outpatient car.

He looked a lot more "normal" than before, wearing gray overalls like an FBI agent.

Lin Feng was lucky enough to get into the car to help, with a wide range of tools and extremely professional.

"It's something I'm most proud of, and I bet there won't be another veterinarian in Los Angeles who is as serious as I am and has a great sense of humor."

Edmund smiled brightly, Lin Feng nodded, he really has a sense of humor.

With all eyes on, Edmund was about to open the door of the hayloft.

"Wait, sir, there is a beast inside, it can throw you to the ground at any time."

Lin Feng stopped him, thinking that the veterinarian's attitude was more like wanting to vaccinate a kitten.

Edmund smiled, "Believe in my professionalism, Gary, just like I have no doubt that you can lead the team to win the championship."

He is very confident, but Lin Feng feels that the risk is great.Two muskets were aimed at the door, ready to fire at any moment.

Before stepping into the grass room, Edmund turned his head and smiled and said, "Pablo Picasso? I like this name, maybe it has already completed an oil painting in it."

The door opened, and there was a commotion inside.

Dogmeat barked, it was extremely alert, and the first day back from Picasso was different.

Edmund went in with a medical bag and closed the door behind him.

"God, will he be eaten?" Old Pa whispered.

Lin Feng spread his hands, and they quickly went to the window to look inside.

Edmund threw his tools on the ground just like he usually does with cattle and sheep, and then rolled up his sleeves to go to catch the lynx out of the haystack.

Everyone was terrified, and Lin Feng was even more nervous.

In the end, nothing happened. Edmund lifted it out like a little chicken, and then lightly placed it on the examination table he had built.

I don't know what Edmund did to it. Picasso is as obedient as a baby, letting himself be manipulated.

Lin Feng was extremely surprised when he lay down on the examination table and looked out the window mournfully.

"Perhaps this is the unique charm of the veterinarian. Too many animals have passed through his hands, so they leave a certain unique smell, similar to the king of beasts."

Old Pa also shook his head straight, with an incredulous expression on his face.

Edmund auscultated Picasso to make sure he was fine and went on to examine the wound on his right leg.

After a few days of recovery, it looks a lot better there, but still not fully stretched.

"Would you like to come in and see your cuties!" Edmund turned back and smiled.

Everyone shook their heads, but Lin Feng planned to go in and take a look, after all, he still had to get along with it in the future.

"Be careful my dear." Ursula was worried.

Finally, Lin Feng boldly walked in, slowly pushed open the door and approached on tiptoe.

Picasso smelled him and looked a little annoyed.

Edmund couldn't help calming it down, and turned to Lin Feng and said, "Compared to the finals, dealing with a kitten is much easier. In fact, both humans and animals have their own set of criteria for judging. When it thinks you are useless Open up when threatened."

These words are similar to what Howard said, maybe they are right.

Lin Feng walked over slowly, feeling extremely nervous.The lynx stared sideways at him with horror in its eyes.

"Look, how smooth its fur is, and the two tufts of hair on its ears make you want to touch it."

In Edmund's hands, Picasso's well-behaved appearance made Old Pa forget that it was a beast.

Lin Feng tried to use his hand, and when he first touched it, a shock bounced off quickly.

Picasso reacted greatly, Edmund quickly pressed Lin Feng's hand and put it back on.

"Don't be afraid, it likes you to be strong, just like Kendall Jenner."

Edmund suddenly remembered something, looked out the window and whispered, "Sorry Gary, I forgot your girlfriend is outside."

Picasso calmed down again and began to slowly accept Lin Feng's touch.

Its hair is a little stiff, but becomes soft as the guard is lifted.

It felt great, like touching a fur coat!
(End of this chapter)