Chapter 340: Good Teamwork
Pet King
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
As Zhang Zian called Richard by name, Lauren and Tim also looked at the second floor curiously. A grey shadow, accompanied by quacking sounds, flew downstairs and landed on Zhang Zianâs shoulder. When they looked closer, they found that it was a very smart-looking African grey parrot.
Richard closed its wings to its body, turned its black pupils and said, âWhat do you want from me?â
Zhang Zian looked at the two foreigners in front of him and said, âTell me what they are talking about.â
Tim and Lauren were stunned. Although they didnât understand what this grey parrot had just said, apparently it was having a full conversation in Chinese with this young pet shop owner. They operated a cattery and had no knowledge of raising parrots, but this scene still astonished them.
Richard looked at them and said, âQuack! Two foreigners! No wonder you are asking for my help! What language are they speaking?â
âEnglish.â Zhang Zian defended himself, âActually I can understand, but they were speaking too fast.â
Richard stared at him disdainfully, âStop finding excuse for your ignorance! Ask them to repeat what they said before.â
Zhang Zian smiled at them apologetically and said in English, âExcuse me, can you say that again?â
âWellâ¦â Lauren came back to herself from the astonishment and repeated what she had said before. This time, she slowed down a little bit, so Zhang Zian could capture more information even without Richardâs help. He went forward and shook hands with them respectively.
When he approached them, he found that Lauren wasnât short at all. She was actually much taller than most Chinese women â she just seemed petite when standing beside her husband. As for the big guy Tim⦠Zhang Zian felt more and more intimidated as he walked closer, and he retreated to a safe distance after shaking hands with him.
âTheyâve watched the dancing kittensâ videos, so they are here to visit your pet shop.â Richard summed up briefly.
Visiting my pet shop⦠Zhang Zian glanced at their luggages. If they were just paying a visit, why were they bringing so many things with them?
He was no fool. He knew that they were just being politeâthey came all the way from Los Angeles, so they must have something to ask of him instead of simply paying a visit.
When Zhang Zian was thinking of how to reply to them, Richard had spoken up in English, âQuack! Quack! My name is Richard Jefferson, and this is Jeff Richardson, nice to meet you!â
âWhat the f**k!â Zhang Zian was about to flick it with his fingers angrily. âDonât change my last name!â
Richard dodged his attack quickly, â(in Chinese) All right, all right. You are really hopeless. (in English) Sorry, that was a slip of the tongue! Let me reintroduce ourselves! My name is Richard Jefferson, and this is Jeff Zhang, nice to meet you! You can call me Richard, and call him Jeff!â
He was fine being called Jeff Zhang⦠So, Zhang Zian let go of the issue of how he was being addressed.
Tim and Laurenâs jaws were dropping. This parrot was speaking standard English, like the anchors from BBC, with accurate and elegant pronunciations. If they were not looking at it, they would never have thought these words came from a parrot! To their great astonishment, this parrot could speak Chinese and English! How marvelous was that!
Seeing their expressions, Zhang Zian sighed. He should have kept it low-profile. He said to them in English, âExcuse me,â and went to the second floor with Richard.
âWhat? I was going to show them my English!â complained Richard.
âRight, but when you finish showing off, youâll be taken away to be dissected in labs.â Zhang Zian stared at it, âWhat if they are spies from CIA, FBI, KGB or SCP?â
Richard said, ââ¦Iâm not sure if they are from the first three organizations, but the last one is impossible!â
âAnyway, we must keep a low profile!â said Zhang Zian decisively.
âYou just want to show off your English and keep me out of the spotlight, right?â Richard had read his mind.
Zhang Zian threatened it by making a gesture pretending to beat it up, âDamn you! You promised me to find me a girlfriend, so where is she?! Stop arguing with me!â
âYes, it was my bad to undertake such a difficult task. I shall help you show off today.â Richard said reluctantly, âWhat should we do?â
Zhang Zian had made his decision. âYou go into the invisible state and stand on my shoulder. When you are about to talk, pinch my shoulder with your claws, and I will synchronize my lips with your words, as if Iâm the one talking.â
Richard gave it a thought, âI think it might work, but what am I going to say?â
âYou need to improvise. Just ask them why theyâre here and what they want, and strive for the best interests for us.â
ââ¦All right, but what accent should I use?â asked Richard.
âWhat accent?â asked Zhang Zian perplexedly.
âThere are different accents in English, which accent do you want me to use?â
Zhang Zian hadnât thought about this. âAnything is fine⦠What are theirs?â
Tim and Lauren were walking around on the first floor of the pet shop, their eyes stopping on Fina frequently. They whispered in English from time to time, discussing the breed of this golden cat.
Richard listened to them carefully for a while, âThough they are speaking American English, the woman has some sort of rustic Australian accent, while the man has a Texas dialect from time to time.â
âI donât understand what youâre talking about. Just do as you see fit.â Zhang Zian waved at Richard, leaving it in charge of this matter. He then read the demand from the game, âDr. Irene Pepperbergâs lovebird, invisible!â
Richard entered the invisible state and was brought downstairs by Zhang Zian.
âSorry for keeping you waiting for so long, I needed to handle some urgent issues.â Richard clenched Zhang Zianâs shoulder with its claws and imitated his tone.
Zhang Zian felt pain from its clenching! Damn it! I didnât ask you to pinch me so hard! This is absolutely retaliation! I will punish you when I have time!
Cursing Richard in his heart, he opened his mouth to synchronize with Richardâs speaking.
Tim and Lauren looked at each other in confusion. They didnât notice before that this pet shop owner was speaking English in a native London accent.
Richard chose the British accent for Zhang Zian because it knew that many Americans were fond of, and some were even obsessed with, the London accent. Some Americans even mocked that their accent was lame. Using the British accent catered to Zhang Zianâs pretentious personality.
âItâs us who need to apologize for taking up your time without making an appointment,â Lauren said apologetically. âWeâve watched videos on YouTube showing the kittens in your shop dancing. We got so excited, but we couldnât find a contact number for you, so we had to pay a visit based on the address we got. Before we came here, we worried that we wouldnât be able to communicate well because of different languages, but your English is well beyond our imaginationâ¦â
Richard pinched Zhang Zianâs shoulder with its claws and talked recklessly, âQuackâ¦well, in fact, I lived abroad in England for many years. During that period, I was granted a doctorate degree in English and Applied Linguistics from the University of Cambridge.â
ââ¦A PhD from the University of Cambridge is running a pet shop? How fierce is the competition in the pet industry in China?â
Zhang Zianâs cheeks ached from the lip synchronization and smiling. Although he was poor in speaking, he could understand parts of the conversation in English. He knew that Richard was playing pranks on him. This lie had gone too far!
âItâs my honor to host guests from so far away. Please, sit down to talk.â Richard pinched at Zhang Zian again.
Hearing the word âsitâ, Zhang Zian raised his arm to point at the chairs for customers in his pet shop. These were the bar stools brought by Guo Dongyue during renovation, and previously, there was only one broken four-legged steel chair in the shop.
He looked at Timâs butt nervously, praying to God that the new chair wouldnât collapse.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Luckily, the chair just made a creaking sound. It survived the weight.
Richard seemed to have misunderstood his gazing, and uttered some low-pitched secret laughter.