Pet King
chapter-629

When they heard the name Zhang Wanguo, Famous and Old Time Tea turned to look at each other. Zhang Zian had mentioned this name to them before. Zhang Wanguo had sold a problematic Teacup puppy to some rich woman, and had caused a lot of issues.

Zheng shoved the cigarettes in his pocket, and pushed the dining cart around the corner. He walked toward a row of sheds further in the farm.

Under the dim lighting, the cart ran over a brick and violently clanged against it. Bang! One of the black garbage bags fell onto the floor.

The head of a dead Yorkie stuck out from the top of the bag.

"F**k, what a nasty smell! And it's so heavy!" Zheng covered his nose with his arm, picked up the garbage bag, and threw it back on the dining cart.

When he reached the sheds, he knocked on one of the doors.

"Who is it?" someone asked from inside.

"It's Zheng! I'm delivering medicine for some people!" replied Zheng loudly.

Before anyone realized, Old Time Tea and Famous jumped onto the roof of the shed to closely observe the situation.

The door slightly opened. A pair of eyes vigilantly confirmed Zheng's identity through the crack. Then, the door opened all the way. If Zhang Zian was there, he would've be able to recognize that it was Zhang Wanguo, whom he'd met once before.

"Why would they ask you to deliver something so important? They should have delivered it themselves!" said Zhang Wanguo with a bit of dissatisfaction after seeing Zheng walk in alone.

"Do you think I want to do this?" asked Zheng angrily. He was running errands for people and all he got was complaints.

"Where is the medicine?" Zhang Wanguo knew that Zheng was just a cook, so he didn't want to waste time with him.

Zheng took out the box from the cart and carefully handed it over. "Careful! Don't blame me if you break it!"

Zhang Wanguo grabbed it and glared at Zheng. "Do you know what kind of medicine this is?"

"I don't. What is it?" Zheng asked curiously.

Zhang Wanguo smiled. "Good. Just go mind your own business then."

And then he closed the door.

"F**k! Who the hell does he think he is?" Zheng was offended and cursed Zhang Wanguo. Lifting his leg, he almost kicked the door. He put his leg back down resentfully, got the cart, and went to the garbage dump in the backyard.

When Zheng was far away, Old Time Tea and Famous stuck their heads out from the roof and peered inside the room through the window.

Including Zhang Wanguo, there were three men in the room. None of them paid attention to them looking in from outside.

"Is it here?" someone asked Zhang Wanguo.

"Yes. Let's check out the quality of the medicine this time." Zhang Wanguo opened the box, took out a few syringes, and carefully looked at them under the light.

Another man complained, "The quality last time was so bad. After one injection, the dogs became lifeless. I told you not to buy cheap drugs! You didn't listen to me!"

"I knew that the expensive drugs were better. But would you pay extra money for the expensive drugs yourself?" asked the other man sarcastically.

"Me? Why should I?"

"Shut up, both of you. We're in this together. Let's try out the new medicine." Zhang Wanguo interrupted their argument.

There was an iron cage in the room. A Poodle puppy was lying inside. It was much smaller than the common Poodle, but it wasn't small enough to be a Teacup Poodle.

Zhang Wanguo took it out from the cage and laid it down on a table covered with a white cloth. He said to the other two, "This dog is in pretty good condition. If we can sell it, we can get at least 20,000 Yuan."

"Oh? How did you get this dog?" asked one of the men.

"Probably gene mutation," answered Zhang Wanguo uncertainly. "Its parents are ordinary Poodles, and it's the smallest one among its siblings."

"It's possible. Our breeding farm is so huge. I've sometimes seen several smaller sized puppies, just like how there are dwarf human beings," said the other man.

"It's quite small, but it's not small enough to be sold as a Teacup Poodle." Zhang Wanguo lifted up several syringes. "So, we're going to use this medicine."

"Actually, I've been wondering what kind of medicine this is. Why do the dogs shrink so much after getting injected?" The man stared at the medicine with a confused expression.

Zhang Wanguo sneered. "It's a lipolytic solution."

The two men had never heard of the strange term, so they both asked blankly, "What?"

"This medicine dissolves fat," Zhang Wanguo explained patiently. "Lipolytic solution is often used in the cosmetic industry. It's really expensive and one injection costs up to tens of thousands of RMBs. Usually, it's only used by wealthy celebrities who want to slim down their faces. But this money is well-spent because if the medicine works, it can transform an ordinary Poodle that's worth only hundreds of RMBs into a Teacup Poodle that is worth 20,000 to 30,000 Yuan or even more. To work, the Poodle must be in good condition. This one is pretty good though, and it's better than the Poodle last time."

He pointed to the Poodle puppy that was waiting to get injected and said, "Newborn puppies have a lot fat in their bodies. One injection can dissolve most of the fat so that they're quickly reduced to the size of a Teacup Poodle. However, this a gamble because only some puppies can survive after the injections."

"We're gambling fearlessly, to turn bicycles into motorcycles!" one man shouted.

Zhang Wanguo smiled and said, "You're right. The dog we used last time was in poor condition. To make it meet the standard size of a Teacup Poodle, I had injected it too many times and the medicine's quality was pretty bad. After I sold it to that woman, it died two or three days later, causing me a lot of trouble. But this dog should be fine."

"Why do we have to be so sneaky? Why do we have to inject the solution into it at night? I want to go home and cuddle with my wife!" asked one man in confusion.

Zhang Wanguo sneered. "Who doesn't want to go home and be with their wife and children? We have to mix several drugs proportionately to make the lipolytic solution. And none of these drugs are available through regular means. China prohibits selling them and also private injections of the lipolytic solution. Let me ask you, do either of you have a cosmetic surgeon medical license? If you do, we can inject the medicine during the day. If you don't, just shut up! Do you want to make money or not?"

The two men cowered away and stopped talking.