Disclaimer: This has not been proof read or edited. Read at your own risk! Corrections and stuff are greatly welcomed~ Translator: Vemmy The editor-in-chief of 《Minus》scolded the little reporter after hearing his recount.  How could this kind of thing be immediately rejected? At least respond positively first, if it doesn't go through then use 'conflicts with the photographer's schedule' as an excuse to change people.  As expected, young people aren't reliable.
The little reporter learned something new again, but Ling Mao Er had already been offended, and he apprehensively asked, "Then what should we do about Teacher Mao Er?"
"Its okay, I'm familiar with Teacher Mu so I'll go ask him." The editor-in-chief thought it was a bit weird, "Ling Mao Er actually asked for a specific photographer. Â I remember that he's known in the industry for being quite prideful and holding everyone in contempt, why would he view Mu Mu in a favourable light? There is definitely something fishy about this."
"Ah, maybe it’s just admiration for Teacher Mu's style?"
"Never mind, don't worry about this. Â Mu Mu is a very amiable person so he'll probably agree."
Mu Mu received a surprise when he returned home. Â Sitting in front of his door, leisurely licking its fur was the Siamese.
Unmarried and living alone for many years, having travelled all over the place for work, this was the first time he returned and found another living being wholeheartedly waiting for him. Â Mu Mu felt his heart warm.
He carefully picked up the Siamese, "Why did you come back, didn't you return home? Isn't your owner worried about you?"
Ling Mao Er thought, I don't have an owner, I only have servants. Â My servants should have found out that I went missing by now and is probably flying into rage.I
No matter what, Mu Mu is very happy that the Siamese would return to look for him. Â At this time, a call from the magazine's editor-in-chief arrived.
"Hello?"
"… … " The editor-in-chief paused, "Did something good happen?"
"Eh?" Mu Mu didn't realize that, due to his delight, his voice held hints of a smile, "Oh it’s you, what do you mean?"
"You sound like your mood is quite good."
"Mhm… Indeed."  Mu Mu sandwiched the phone between his shoulder and ear then used his free hand to dig out his keys to open the door, "Is there something you need?"
"Do you have time tonight? Â I'll treat you to dinner."
“This… ” Mu Mu hesitated, looking down at the Siamese in his arms.
"There are some work details I want to discuss with you then."
The Siamese placed its paw on his chest, burying its head into his collar to sniff his scent, the flurry head made him very itchy.
"Alright then, may I bring a friend?"
"No problem, come together, I booked a private room at Shu Wei (Restaurant name, translates to Sichuan Flavour)."
The editor-in-chief left the private room number and Mu Mu noted it down. Â He flicked the Siamese' forehead after hanging up the phone.
"Lets go, I'll bring you to freeload dinner."
Mu Mu set the Siamese on his left shoulder. Â His shoulders were very broad, Ling Mao Er could very comfortably lie down.
A tall, masculine man bringing a cute obedient pet out, the gap moe attracted many people —— especially the gazes of girls; many women who walked past him would excitedly gossip.
The editor-in-chief who had been waiting in the private room raised his head to see Mu Mu walk in with a cat laying on his shoulder.
"You got a hanging ornament for your shoulder?  It’s very realistic."
"If I said I picked it up by my front door, would you believe me?"
"This kind of thing can be picked you? Â You really won the lottery."
The editor-in-chief wanted to reach out and tease it but was clawed at and almost got scratched.
"Wow, so aggressive?"
Mu Mu was also surprised, "It let me pick it up on our first meeting, maybe it's because your body has a dog's scent?"
"I don't have a dog ah."
The editor-in-chief was not resigned. Â Ling Mao Er stared at him with a gaze expressing 'If you don't believe it, I dare you to try again' , the other party hesitated for a second and decided to not try after all.
"Why is it that your affinity with cats is always so great? Â Did you especially bring a model over because you knew I wanted to use cats in a photo shoot?"
Mu Mu pulled out a chair and sat down, "You wanted to take photos of cats? Â Did you guys switch to being an animal magazine?"
"Let’s talk about it later, order first. Didn't you say you were going to bring a friend?" The editor-in-chief passed over the menu.
"Didn't I bring them?"
"…It's him?"
Mu Mu was noncommittal as he flipped through the menu, after a few pages, he noticed that the Siamese on his shoulder was also seriously studying the menu.
"You also want to order?" Mu Mu jokingly asked.
Ling Mao Er used a soft paw to press on the menu, Mu Mu lowered his head and saw an image of a steamed fish.
The editor-in-chief was partially a cat lover and was immediately melted by its cuteness, "My god, so cute!"
He couldn't help reaching out to press on the little paw.
Ling Mao Er wanted lash out but remembered that this person was treating today so he tolerated it. Â He pulled his paw out and pressed on the finger, resolutely pointing at the fish.
"Ah! Such a good kitty!" The editor-in-chief called over the server and pointed to the fish on the menu, "We'd like this!"
Touched a little paw once in exchange for a plate of fish, a very good deal, Ling Mao Er was satisfied.
"Can we also get a braised Yellow Croaker and a Snake Headed Fish Soup."
"…" Mu Mu was temporarily speechless, "You…take it easy."
"I'm happy with it, what do you want to eat?" Mu Mu ordered two vegetarian dishes.
"I just knew that treating you to dinner would be inexpensive." The editor-in-chief filled his glass with water.
So Mu Mu is a vegetarian, Mu Mu thought, but his home has milk so he isn't completely vegetarian.
After the dishes were served, the editor-in-chief took the chance to bring up this time's proposal.
"The magazine is preparing to release a special edition, choosing 12 models who have distinctive traits and pairing them up with either a cat or dog, are you interested?"
"Model and animal?" Mu Mu considered it, "Dog seems doable, but cats may not cooperate."
"We will do our best to find cats with docile temperaments, cats of relatives, etc. it’s okay as long as the cat will obediently let the model hold them."
"That may work, who are the models?" The editor-in-chief listed seven or eight names, some were ones that Ling Mao Er was familiar with while others were forgotten immediately. Â After he finished, he asked, "Oh right, do you know Ling Mao Er?"
"Just collaborated with him, we also live in the same area." "Such a coincidence, no wonder."
"No wonder what?"
Ling Mao Er really wanted to block his mouth. Â Luckily, the editor-in-chief didn't say.
"Since you two have such affinity with each other, you should be in charge of his portion."
Mu Mu hesitated; Ling Mao Er, this person, was a bit unfathomable, especially when he was late due to his delayed flight last time, the latter gave him a very bad first impression. Â Later on, Ling Mao Er's behaviour showed that he wasn't very pleased with the cooperation. Adding on his (Mu Mu's) fastidiousness, it was very likely that he had offended the other.
Mu Mu didn't have a grasp of Ling Mao Er's attitude towards himself, but his hesitation had a whole different meaning in Ling Mao Er's eyes; he felt that Mu Mu considered it for so long because the latter looked down on him and ground his teeth in anger.
Mu Mu heard a weird sound, turning his head to look at the Siamese grinding its teeth on his shoulder, Â and asked puzzledly, "What happened?"
Ling Mao Er turned his head and doesn't want to pay attention to him.
"Since you've worked together before and are neighbours, what is there to hesitate about? Ling Mao Er could be considered the most popular in the new generation, is pretty, and works hard. Although his age is small, but I have high expectations of him." The editor-in-chief tried to persuade him.
The few hundred year old Ling Mao Er heard himself being praised as a youngster and was quite happy.
"What is the opinion of the person himself?"
"Of course the person himself doesn't have any objections, he also asked if you have time in your schedule." The editor-in-chief concealed half of the truth.
Even if he said so, Mu Mu still didn't completely believe it, "Really? That's pretty unlikely, right?"
"If I lied, I'm a cat."
Ling Mao Er was shook, there was actually a human who brazenly bragged that they were a cat.
"I don't have any problems then, we can do that for now, when you have time, please ask him for his opinion again."
Ling Mao Er's mood finally cleared up, thinking to himself, When you come to confirm with me, I'll say that I need to consider it, hmph!
"He definitely won't have a problem," The editor-in-chief made the decision for Ling Mao Er, "this cat of yours is very good, how about becoming one of the guest models for the photo shoot?"
Ling Mao Er was a bit surprised, Are you talking about me?
Mu Mu also asked, "Are you talking about this Siamese?"
"Yeah, I think it is a very good fit with Ling Mao Er's temperament, how about we arrange for them to try it out?"
Ling Mao Er was quite startled, having male and female versions of himself in the same photo was already difficult enough, now they want the human him to take photos with the cat him, this was definitely not okay.
"It's very temperamental, I think it definitely won't cooperate."
"True." The editor-in-chief was a bit disappointed.
"Furthermore, this isn't my cat, I may have to return it at any moment if I find the original owner." He placed his finger in front of the Siamese, a bit reluctant to part, and the Siamese obediently licked him a few times.
"Alright then, I'll have the cat shelter look for one that is more suitable for him."
The food was served and the editor-in-chief urged him to eat.
"Eat first, we can talk about the rest later."
Mu Mu very carefully picked out the most tender parts of the fish for the Siamese to eat, the editor-in-chief on the other side looked on in jealousy.
"You are gentle towards it as if its your lover, if you can't find its owner, I suggest you raise it."
"How could this kind of purebred cat not have an owner? It was probably just given the freedom to roam."
"Letting such a good cat free roam, the owner really has a big heart."
Mu Mu replied as he picked out the fish bones, "To be honest, I really want to keep it. Â I've only raised it for two days and I'm already quite reluctant to part, if it disappears one day, I will definitely be sad."
The editor-in-chief seriously advised him, "I think you've just been single for too long, you need to find a partner."
Mu Mu couldn't help laughing, "I haven't considered that, but if finding a partner means raising a cat," he spoke as he set the deboned fish in front of the Siamese, gentle gaze resting on its body, "then that would be quite good."
The Siamese forgot to eat fish, a pair of round blue eyes staring back at him, as if it could really understand what he had said.
Ling Mao Er received the laptop in Ke Le's hands, "What are you giving me this for?"
"I've collected some of Teacher Mu's past works, take a look."
Ke Le found that Mu Mu was a good opportunity, if they could invite him to help photograph Ling Mao Er, he would be freed and would no longer be apprehensive for a few days every month (for when the 《Kitty Magazine》 goes on sale).
He also noticed from the material he collected these days, Mu Mu has a very reputation within the circle, those that have worked with him all praise that his personality is gentle, amiable and approachable; Ke Le felt that this would be possible.
Ling Mao Er opened the album, there were a few photos that he had seen in Mu Mu's living room before, and there were also a few he had never seen before. Â He flipped through the photos, there were scenery, there were animals, and there were also commercial works of models.
Ke Le didn't forget to narrate, "This one is from when Teacher Mu went to the Milan two months ago for a photo shoot for model A."
Ling Mao Er was disdainful, "What model, a face as big as Garfield, nose and eyes squeezed into one line, is it the Garfield gene?"
Ke Le was indignant, "You can't discriminate against the Garfield gene just because you're a Siamese. Â From the perspective of human aesthetics, its cats with steamed bun faces (round and chubby) that are cute. Â Also, model A doesn't have a steam bun face, its obviously egg shaped."
"Yeah, a horizontal egg."
"…" Ke Le retorted, "Then how about this one? Apparently it was in accordance to your style, eyes are larger than yours, chin is more pointed, distinguishing feature is a pair of large ears."
Ling Mao Er couldn't help laughing, "Hahahaha, Chihuahua gene ah!"
Ke Le begrudgingly flipped to the next page, "This is the recent trend of Japanese geisha dress, only part of the lips colours, if you look at it from a far, it looks like …"
"A chicken." Ling Mao Er concluded.
Ke Le: "… … "
Ling Mao Er is a racist! To be honest, I’m not sure if they were talking about human models or cat models by the end?