The Civil Servant's Job is to Raise The Furries!-Chapter 234 - 233: Three Male Co-Hosts

After the three veterinarians introduced themselves, a young girl with a high ponytail swiftly rolled up her chef’s uniform sleeves, revealing a bright, sunny smile: "Hello, Little Xu Station Chief! I’m Lin Xiaoyu, a graduate from the Huaxia Cooking College, and I specialize in a variety of cuisines."

Two well-built bodyguards saluted in unison, their muscular contours faintly visible beneath their uniforms.

Even more surprising, they were also skilled in photography and editing, perfectly suited for Xu Ying’s video shooting needs. In short, these two bodyguards were versatile, like bricks that could be moved wherever needed.

The last to step forward was a delicate-looking guy with black-framed glasses. He shook the professional disinfecting equipment in his hand: "I’m Lu Zihang, a graduate in Household Services and Management. Leave the cleaning and disinfection of the rescue station to me."

Xu Ying listened in amazement, realizing that this setup was comparable to a top-tier company.

At this moment, Qin Fuli adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, his gaze focused and serious: "Station Chief Xu, the eight of us will fully assist with your work."

"Welcome, welcome!"

Xu Ying suddenly thought of something and scratched her head in embarrassment, "But the dormitory won’t be finished for more than twenty days, what will you do now..."

Chef Lin Xiaoyu laughed heartily, "We’ll stay temporarily in Dongqing Village and commute daily with the material truck."

"Isn’t that too tiring?"

Xu Ying felt a bit apologetic.

Lu Zihang said seriously, "Don’t worry, we’ve received professional adaptation training, this distance is nothing."

He adjusted his glasses and added, "Including maintaining work status in extreme environments."

"Oh, let’s not stand here chatting!"

Lin Xiaoyu suddenly clapped her hands, "Station Chief hasn’t had lunch yet, right? I’ll go prepare something." With that, she swiftly turned and ran to the business car to fetch ingredients.

Xu Ying then took her to the modern farm workshop to get acquainted, picking a lot of fresh vegetables.

In less than half an hour, a complete meal of three dishes and a soup was laid on the table, all with appealing color, aroma, and taste.

After lunch, Xu Ying took the team members to familiarize themselves and meet the animals in the rescue station.

All afternoon, the new members dutifully carried out their tasks outside without disturbing the resting animals inside.

Looking at the orderly rescue station, Xu Ying couldn’t help but feel a myriad of emotions.

The rescue station was originally comfortable and pleasant, but after being organized by these professional team members, it was completely revitalized.

Except for the inconvenient transportation, this work environment and conditions would even be top-notch in a big city.

Through the half-open window of the business car, Xu Ying could see Qin Fuli concentrating on his work inside.

The eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses were fixed on the screen, his slender fingers rapidly typing on the keyboard, meticulously organizing Xu Ying’s backlog of partnership invitations.

His straight posture and upright sitting exuded the unique restraint and discipline of a soldier.

Watching this scene, Xu Ying suddenly felt like half a desert magnate, with such a professional team as her support.

"Little Xu Station Chief."

Qin Fuli approached with a notebook, stepping out of the business car, "I’ve received word from Director Yi that in three days, you’ll have an external event attending the West Village Agricultural Support Livestream Event."

Hearing this, Xu Ying nodded knowingly. In the first episode of "Desert Survival Law," when the fruit bat and raisins gained popularity, she had promised to help West Village residents livestream and promote their specialties.

"Here is your schedule and activity itinerary for the day, and I’ve marked the points to note."

Qin Fuli handed Xu Ying a piece of A4 paper.

The A4 paper clearly listed various items.

But when Xu Ying saw the co-host section, with the names Qi Xiao, Chen Su, and Ning Zexi, she was dumbfounded. She paused and hastily pointed to these three names, asking, "Why are these three people the co-hosts?"

Xu Ying couldn’t help but recall the awkward and suffocating scene when she last invited Ning Zexi for a meal, and the three of them ended up gathering together.

Qin Fuli replied earnestly, "This Captain Chen from the police station was designated as a co-host by the organization. The officials also wanted to find more desert spokespersons, and Chen Su’s appearance and temperament are a perfect fit."

"Qi Xiao was strongly urged by the netizens to appear in the livestream. They fondly remember him delivering milk powder and bottles for the Little Ear Foxes in your stream, constantly demanding his return."

"As for Ning Zexi—he volunteered himself to participate."

Hearing Qin Fuli’s response, Xu Ying felt a headache.

She sighed with a hand to her forehead, "Oh well, oh well, I just hope the agricultural support livestream goes smoothly and helps the villagers sell their products."

[What event? I want to hold one too!]

Xu Ying heard the sound near her leg, she looked down and found the Tusun sprawled like a large gas tank next to her.

The Tusun had recently heard the news broadcasts at the rescue station, getting the impression that it was prestigious for every leader to hold some kind of meeting.

[Little Xu Station Chief, I want to attend the meeting too!]

The innocent and clear gaze made Xu Ying unable to resist the urge to livestream and auction off the Tusun as well.

This little creature seemed like the type who, if sold, would end up helping others count the money.

"Alright, alright, I’ll take you to the meeting."

Xu Ying squatted down and gave its big chubby face a playful squeeze.

Since coming to the rescue station, the Tusun refused to leave.

Having one more "Tusun," Xu Ying was actually quite happy. The Tusun was adorably silly, and aside from being a bit slow-witted, served as a sort of mascot at the rescue station; even the Little Ear Foxes loved playing with this big guy.

Moreover, survival for Tusuns in the wild was incredibly difficult, with fewer than fifty thousand left in the world today.

If staying at the rescue station could help it live a longer life, Xu Ying wished the Tusun could stay forever.

With the information given by Qin Fuli in hand, Xu Ying briskly walked back to the rescue station, the paper rustling in the desert breeze.

She was immersed in reviewing the details for the agricultural support livestream, oblivious to the scene happening behind her.

After watching her leave, Qin Fuli’s eyes, hidden behind his gold-rimmed glasses, moved slightly.

On the ground, the round Tusun was dozing in a shaded spot, its furry ears twitching gently with each breath.

He glanced around, confirming no one was watching, and the stern look in his eyes softened a bit.

With hesitation, his slender fingers reached out and paused mid-air for a moment.

Finally, Qin Fuli bent slightly and, faster than the blink of an eye, lightly caressed those furry ears.

The Tusun’s fur was even softer than he had imagined, carrying the warm touch of sunlight.

Five seconds of silence ensued before the Tusun, only then becoming aware, widened its eyes.

It tilted its round face upwards, gazing incredulously at the unsmiling man, its small mouth forming an "O" shape, revealing two tiny sharp teeth: "Wow?"

Was it really him who just touched me?

This person seemed so aloof, not like someone who enjoyed interacting with small animals.

Qin Fuli still felt the lingering sensation of the fur on his fingertips, and his Adam’s apple involuntarily moved up and down.

His right hand instinctively reached out again, but right before touching those ears—