Superstars of Tomorrow

Fang Zhao really planned to take a low-key rest for a while, but things just couldn't stop.

There was too much movement here, and the property's security network deployed in the community quickly called to inquire after detecting the change.

"May I ask if you are in trouble over there, do you need us to send someone to help?"

"No, the dog at home is just making trouble." Fang Zhao said.

The property owner smiled.

Okay, if you say it's a dog making trouble, it's a dog making trouble. On the surface, I believed it.

The property management will not continue to ask questions. As long as it does not affect other residents or endanger the lives of others, it does not matter if the entire floor of the house is demolished.

Although the houses here are a little far away, Fang Zhao just moved in, and many people are paying attention to the movement of this Yanzhou celebrity, and they will know if there is any movement.

So, when Nanfeng and the others rushed over after receiving Fang Zhao's call, other people had already come to inquire.

A middle-aged businessman led a dog and said he was coming to visit, his eyes were always scrutinized and suspicious.

Fang Zhao didn't let the other party into the house, but said that the house was rather messy, so he entertained them in the yard, where there were also tables and chairs.

"The dog is making trouble? Hey, I can understand your feelings. Some troubles can only be understood by us dog owners." The man sighed as if he had come here.

After talking for a while, the businessman felt that the information obtained by the test was enough, and there was nothing to be found after further testing, so he led the dog and left.

Turning around, he told other friends in the same community.

"He made a lot of noise today, he seemed to have smashed a lot of things... I didn't see the dog, I suspect he was beating the dog just now...

No, you know some people have duplicity, they look fine on the outside, who knows what they are doing at home, hehehe...

Why don't you go home and let yourself go when you're stressed outside, especially this kind of star, there are a lot of bad tempers in private...

Understand, understand, everyone has secrets, if there is any noise, just throw it to the dog, anyway, the dog can't talk. "

People who live in this area will not break the news to the self-media at will, so they will talk about it in private.

Soon, a message spread in certain small circles.

It is said that Fang Zhao is violent and dishonest in private.

At the same time, there are various rumors.

It is said that Fang Zhao was raped by his opponent, was involved in emotional disputes, was attacked by terrorists, and so on.

There are also those who stand on the sidelines and think they have found the truth. An accident happened just after moving to a new home, who did Fang Zhao offend?

Fang Zhao knew what these people were discussing in private, but he didn't intend to pay attention to it. He asked Nanfeng to renovate the house, and this time the matter was handled in a low-key manner.

The footprints that were originally damaged by the curls were too obvious, so Fang Zhao could only destroy the footprints himself. In this way, a hole was directly broken in the already cracked floor.

On the second day after moving in, this newly renovated small building had to be remodeled again.

Yan Biao and Zuo Yu were ashamed. Such destruction must be a sneak attack! This is the negligence of their bodyguards!

Although Fang Zhao gave them a holiday, the security facilities inside and outside the house were personally supervised and arranged by them, but none of them worked!

Sure enough, it is still their responsibility, sorry for the high salary given by the boss!

The two discussed how to upgrade the security system of the house.

With a pale face, Nan Feng touched the floor slab with the chair cakes with his trembling hands.

What kind of strength is it to take a metal chair that is said to be able to easily bear the weight of an elephant? !

The first floor was okay, but the damage on the second floor was even more serious. It was a mess. In the house, half of the newly purchased household appliances were scrapped, two-thirds of the lights needed to be replaced, and the walls needed to be repainted.

Various plots of assassination, vendetta, and love murder flashed through Nanfeng's mind, and he was very worried about Fang Zhao's personal safety.

He didn't dare to ask the reason, and seeing Fang Zhao's posture, he didn't intend to say it. They could only keep all their questions in their hearts.

"Boss, do you want to hire a few more people?" Nan Feng asked.

"No need."

Fang Zhao asked Nanfeng to deal with the repairs of the house, and called Curly, who had been huddled in a corner with a dog's head hanging against the wall, into the study.

They were on the second floor before, but fortunately the house was solid, otherwise it would have collapsed at the first shot.

Fortunately, we moved. If we were in the previous house, the residents downstairs might have suffered some shocks.

After Fang Zhao called Curly Hair in, he closed the door of the study to block out the sound.

Curly is still suspicious of Gousheng at this time.

After Fang Zhao told it the truth, it has been in a state of shock, far greater than the first time it knew that it was playing a game and sang.

"I really don't remember?" Fang Zhao asked.

"I really don't remember."

Curly never believes that he is the kind of dog who will tear down the house!

Fang Zhao nodded and took out a recording. Although all the monitors in the house were broken, there was a recording before it broke, which was the kind of noise like tinnitus.

"Listen."

Curly's ears moved, and gradually, from believing that he was not that kind of dog, he became a little hesitant.

"Familiar." Curly said weakly.

Fang Zhao raised his eyebrows. Did something similar happen before?

"When was the last time you heard this sound?" Fang Zhao asked.

Curly thought carefully, "When you were locked in."

Fang Zhao: "..."

After searching the memory, what Curly said should be the time when he was quarantined.

"In Whale Island?" Fang Zhao asked.

"right!"

"What did you do then?"

"Swallowed a person."

"..."

"But I pretended to be dizzy after I swallowed it! No one else noticed!"

"...Very good. Is there any similar situation? Think about it carefully."

Curly recalled it for a while this time.

"There seems to be another time, but I can't remember when."

Curly couldn't remember clearly, but Fang Zhao found a paragraph in his memory.

Once Will was looking for inspiration for painting, and took Curly to participate in an art exhibition. Unexpectedly, an accident happened, and Curly dragged Will out of the fire.

And that time, the place where the dogs were placed, all the dog cages were cut off, and all the monitoring was on strike, and the perpetrator has not been found until now. Curly only remembers that it bit off the cage, but it doesn't know much about the monitoring. At that time, curly hair didn't have that consciousness at all.

Even now, Curly doesn't know that every time it changes like this, it will destroy the monitoring.

From biting off the cage to destroy the surveillance, to swallowing people directly on Whale Island, and now suddenly showing a big claw and almost tearing down the building.

In just one year, the changes are getting bigger and bigger, and Fang Zhao guesses that it is changing towards a certain form.

Similar to evolution.

Just how long this process will last, no one knows. What will happen is also unpredictable.

What is even more worrying is that this change is beyond the control of the curly hair itself.

What should I do next time something like this happens?

There must be another place where there is no one.

Fang Zhaohui thought about the size of the claw that cracked the floor, it was just a claw, if it was completely transformed...

The house can't fit!

"How do you feel now?" Fang Zhao asked.

"I don't feel anything... Is it a bit itchy on the soles of the feet?"

Curly raised one front paw.

After the floor was cracked, Fang Zhao checked its suspected giant dog paw, only to find some small scratches. But now, Fang Zhao looked at its dog's paw again, all the scratches disappeared, and the dog's paw seemed to have been carefully maintained.

After talking to Curly about things that need to be paid attention to, Fang Zhao looked through the savings and worried.

Raising a family is hard, alas.

With a helpless sigh, Fang Zhao called Nanfeng.

Nan Feng was worrying about how to repair the house and further strengthen it. He thought that Fang Zhao came to him to ask how to repair the house in a low-key manner. He had already thought of several plans in his mind, but...

"I want to buy an island." Fang Zhao said.

south wind:"???"

What to buy?

Boss, calm down!

Don't buy an island if you buy anything! !

From Nan Feng's point of view, there is absolutely no need for Fang Zhao to buy an island. Even many laymen know that private islands are depreciating in value!

There was a period in the new century when buying islands was really popular. A group of businessmen jointly raised the price of the islands. Later, due to various reasons such as environmental protection, some islands were banned from buying and selling. There were fewer private islands that could be traded, and the island prices were even higher. up.

However, with the continuous development of aliens, those who have money in their hands have shifted their targets to invest in aliens. Who still invests in buying islands here? The mainland islands that have been sold at sky-high prices in fart places, especially those remote and unpopular islands, may still harbor the virus that will destroy the century! What is there to buy? !

There are many choices, and some things are not rare. If there is a better one, of course choose a better one.

Nowadays, there are indeed many private islands listed for sale, but it is difficult to sell them. It's easy to buy, as long as you have the money ready, you can trade immediately, and the island owners are very happy.

Nanfeng suppressed the shock in his heart, cleared his throat, squeezed out a smile, and analyzed the current island trading situation for Fang Zhao.

"It's said to buy up but not down. The price of this island has been falling, and it's hard to sell it... Some people who bought the island before followed the trend, but they bought it and kept it empty. They don't know how many poisonous insects and weeds there are on the island. It is very dangerous, the island price is already high, and the initial investment cost is also high..."

Nanfeng gave Fang Zhao an analysis and told Fang Zhao that the investment was not worth it.

After listening to Nan Feng's analysis, Fang Zhao said, "Curly hair needs more room to move."

Nan Feng looked at Fang Zhao with a numb face, unable to see the slightest hint of joking in Fang Zhao's eyes.

Seeing that Fang Zhao had already made up his mind, Nan Feng could only respond.

"Okay, I'll make a list and budget first."

Nanfeng thought to himself: I don't know what happened to the boss, is it serious enough to hide from the world?

Nanfeng decided to go back and buy another insurance for himself.

Now he really wants to ask Fang Zhao: Do ​​you regret donating so much money? If there is no donation, as long as it can be traded, let alone a small island, there is nothing to say about buying a group!

While complaining in his heart, Nanfeng searched the Internet for private islands listed for sale, and screened for small islands that could build houses and have helipads.

He estimated that after buying a small island, Fang Zhao's savings would bottom out.

If it's for other reasons, Nanfeng can still understand, but if it's really for raising a dog, that's too...

On this day, Nanfeng summed up a life experience from his boss - pets make people poor.

See you tomorrow.