White White (Persian Cat)

A white Persian cat named White White was given to me by a friend in Beijing. White White was not happy when it first arrived home, but it felt the range of movement had increased, which was much better than living in a suite in Beijing. There was a large courtyard here, and there was a rotating staircase. It could also peek at others' privacy while walking on the flat roof.
I put White White on the table in the lobby, letting the employees admire it first. White White showed no color, its demeanor was absolutely experienced, probably it often participated in press conferences in Beijing. But it was a little too proud, no one summoned it to respond.
This is not okay, ignoring people is not polite. Suddenly, someone called White White in plain language, White White immediately responded and chatted with him for a few minutes.
'Oh… I understand, it turns out speaking the local dialect to it doesn't make it understand.' So I ordered everyone to speak plain language. Since then, the plain language of our photo studio has been popularized…
White White is free, it can go to any house for a stroll. But I soon discovered a serious problem: White White doesn't eat anything! No matter what delicious food I give it, it doesn't eat it.
I've also heard that many animals stop eating after their owners change. It continues until they die of hunger. Now I'm in a panic, what should I do? Should I let such a beautiful cat starve to death in my hands? That's impossible!
I worked hard, everyone worked hard. But White White didn't eat, it's been four days, I saw White White weakly climb onto a chair and stopped moving. I guessed it might die tonight. Girls started crying…
I'm at a loss, and I wanted to be angry. Now it's a sad thing, it's just a sad thing…
The owner of the neighboring restaurant suddenly came over and shouted at me: 'Your White White is too unruly, it goes to my place to have dinner every night, never pays, doesn't even say thank you, just leaves after eating, how can I keep it?'
I don't know what to say. It's not surprising that it doesn't eat anything.
Grandma's house is very close, White White can stroll to it. Under Grandma's eaves, there is a large wasp nest, which has been built for a long time. The whole family used to be terrified to pass by, even didn't dare to speak, afraid to disturb it. No one knew how to deal with it.
One evening, White White went to Grandma's house for the first time. White White saw the wasp nest from a distance, it walked to it swaggeringly. People downstairs were tense and ran into the house to watch through the window. White White first warned a few words in the wasp nest, meaning: This is my territory, don't make a mess here. But no one paid attention, White White was angry and wiped its head on the wasp nest several times, and the wasp nest fell apart. The wasp swarm suddenly attacked White White, it looked like White White was going to be stung to death. But White White stood still, it didn't look down on the wasp swarm, because White White's hair was too long and thick, so the wasp couldn't sting it…
I realized there was a problem. I started looking for it, and finally found six dead mice in total.
Friends said: White White is praising you, and it's also a gift.
This won't do! I have to talk to White White, otherwise I can't stand it. Fortunately, it didn't happen again, and I never saw White White bringing home dead mice.
The neighbors were very envious of us.
It's okay, I'll just ignore it.
White White likes a big dog named 'Tuizi' because it has a lot of whiskers on its mouth. Every time Tuizi passed by the door, White White would greet him four-leggedly, and every time, Tuizi would stop and carefully lick White White's body. Everyone envied them.
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