The CEO, Shi Huaizhao, had a Czech wolfdog.

Just like its owner, the dog exuded an aura of cool aloofness.

In Shi Huaizhao's sparse social media updates, the elegant image of the wolfdog sprinting swiftly on the green fields was a common sight.

But it was curious, where in the city was such a large expanse of grassland?

Soon, I got the answer from Human Resources.

That was Shi Huaizhao's private estate in the suburbs, specifically purchased to let his dog run freely.

Thinking of my poor Dafu cooped up in a tiny 50-square-meter apartment, I felt a bit guilty.

Alas, different dogs, different fates. It was because I wasn't working hard enough.

I silently PUA myself, and the HR lady in front of me brought some good news.

"Mr. Shi said we are going to his private estate for team building this weekend, and everyone is welcome to bring their pets!"

I couldn't wait until tomorrow and immediately packed Dafu's belongings joyfully when I got home.

Let's let our Dafu experience the life of a high-class dog.

There were quite a few colleagues who thought the same, and the bus heading to the team-building event turned into a mobile zoo.

Besides cats and dogs, some colleagues even brought parrots, lop rabbits, lizards, and hamsters.

The most outrageous was someone who brought a bucket of goldfish onto the bus.

Shi Huaizhao was waiting for us at the estate entrance with his dog.

The butler and servants guided everyone to get off the bus in an orderly manner. A few girls were eager to approach the muzzled wolfdog.

Shi Huaizhao noticed their thoughts and explained expressionlessly:

"It's got a bad temper and will get angry if strangers come close."

Dafu seemed a bit car sick, nestling listlessly in my arms, so I ended up at the back of the group.

I bowed respectfully to Shi Huaizhao and followed the crowd with Dafu in my arms.

However, the Czech wolfdog twitched its nose and suddenly lunged at me.

Shi Huaizhao was clearly startled too. Once he collected himself, he tried hard to pull us apart with the leash.

"Bell! Come back!" he called out anxiously.

But the wolfdog had already pounced on me, its front paws pressing against my chest.

The intense movement had loosened the muzzle, and Dafu, with his fur bristling, bared his teeth in confrontation.

Everyone was stunned by the sudden unexpected turn of events.

Shi Huaizhao was still struggling to control Bell.

I looked into the wolfdog's dark brown eyes from below, not daring to move for fear of provoking it.

Then Bell shook off the muzzle and moved close to my neck.

That's it, I'm done for—I tightly closed my eyes.

A wet sensation on my neck, Bell didn't bite me but instead licked me wildly.

My chin was covered in its drool as Bell excitedly wagged its tail, nudging its snout into my arms.

"Big sister, big sister! Finally, I found you! Big brother let me smell your handkerchief every day!

"Big sister smells so nice! I like big sister so much! Big sister, come play with us!

"Big brother looks at your photos every day! Big brother dreams about big sister and calls out your name!

"Big brother says he wants to see big sister every day! Bell does too!"

......

The nearby colleagues were silent, and the butler who had hurriedly brought a tranquilizer gun stood frozen on the spot.

Didn't they say the fierce dog doesn't get close to strangers?

Shi Huaizhao, holding the leash, looked awkward, his ears turning bright red.

"Big sister, big sister, come pet Bell's head!"

The unfamiliar voice was still shouting, and I refocused on the licking dog, Bell.

A dog, talking?