Fang Zhao had intended to keep a low profile and rest for a while, but things just wouldn't stop.
The commotion here was too big. The security network installed in the district had detected the commotion and immediately called to inquire.
"May I know if you have encountered any trouble over there? Do you need us to send someone over to help?"
"No need. My dog is just causing trouble," Fang Zhao replied.
The property manager smiled in response.
Fine, if you say it's a dog causing trouble, then it's a dog causing trouble. On the surface, I believe you.
The property manager wouldn't pursue the matter. As long as it didn't affect other residents or endanger other people's lives, it didn't matter if the entire building was demolished.
Although the houses were quite a distance away, Fang Zhao had just moved in, and many people were paying attention to the movements of this Yanzhou celebrity. If there was any movement, they would know.
Thus, when Nanfeng and the other two rushed over after receiving Fang Zhao's call, there were already other people coming over to inquire.
A middle-aged businessman with a dog on a leash said he was here for a visit. His eyes were filled with suspicion.
Fang Zhao didn't let him in, only saying that the house was a bit messy and that he would entertain him in the courtyard, where there were tables and chairs.
"Dog causing trouble? Sigh, I can understand your feelings. Some troubles are only understood by us dog owners. "The man sighed as if he had been through it all.
After chatting for a while, the businessman felt that he had obtained enough information. He wouldn't be able to get any more information, so he left with the dog.
He turned around and told his friends in the same district.
"He caused quite a ruckus over there today. Seems like he smashed quite a few things … I didn't see the dog. I suspect he was beating the dog just now …
No, you know, some people are two-faced. It's fine when they are outside, but who knows what they are doing at home, hehehe …
If there's too much pressure outside, they will vent at home. Especially these kinds of celebrities, who have bad tempers in private …
Everyone has secrets. If there's any commotion, just blame it on the dog. After all, dogs can't talk. "
The people living in this district wouldn't casually leak information to the media. They would only speak in private.
Very quickly, a piece of news spread in certain small circles.
It was said that Fang Zhao had violent tendencies and wasn't honest in private.
At the same time, there were all sorts of rumors.
Some said Fang Zhao had been set up by an opponent, caused by a relationship dispute, attacked by a terrorist, and so on.
There were also indifferent bystanders who thought they had found the truth. He had just moved to a new place, and now something had happened. Who had Fang Zhao offended?
Fang Zhao knew what this bunch of people were discussing in private, but he had no intention of paying attention. He got Nanfeng to repair the house and handle this matter in a low-key manner.
The footprints where Curly Hair had damaged were too obvious, so Fang Zhao could only destroy the footprints himself. This way, the already cracked floor had a hole in it.
On the second day after they moved in, the newly renovated building had to undergo another major renovation.
Yan Biao and Zuo Yu's faces were full of shame. With such destructive power, someone must have launched a sneak attack! This was the dereliction of duty of their bodyguards!
Even though Fang Zhao had given them the day off, they had personally supervised the installation of the security systems in and out of the house, yet they had not been of any use at all!
Sure enough, it was still their responsibility. They had let down the high salary that their boss had given them!
The two of them discussed how to upgrade the house's security system.
Nan Feng's face was pale. His trembling hand touched the floor slab where the chair was embedded.
What kind of force was needed to flatten an alloy chair that was said to be able to easily withstand the weight of an elephant?!
The first floor was still alright, but the second floor was even more damaged. It was a complete mess. Inside the house, half of the newly purchased household appliances had been destroyed. Two-thirds of the lights needed to be replaced, and the walls needed to be repainted.
Various scenarios of assassination, revenge, and murder of passion flashed through Nan Feng's mind. He was extremely worried about Fang Zhao's personal safety.
He didn't dare ask why, and seeing Fang Zhao's attitude, he didn't intend to say anything either. They could only keep all their doubts to themselves.
"Boss, do you want to hire a few more people?" Nan Feng asked.
"No need."
Fang Zhao let Nan Feng handle the renovations and called Curly Hair, who had been curled up in a corner, into the study.
They had been on the second floor. Fortunately, the house was sturdy. Otherwise, it would have collapsed.
It was also fortunate that they had moved. If they had stayed in the previous house, the residents downstairs might have suffered from the impact.
Fang Zhao called Curly Hair in and shut the study door to isolate the sound.
Curly Hair was still doubting his dog life.
He had been in a state of shock ever since Fang Zhao had told him the truth. The degree of shock was far greater than when he had first learned that he had sung while gaming.
"You really don't remember?" Fang Zhao asked.
"I really don't remember."
Curly Hair absolutely didn't believe that he was the kind of dog that would tear down a house!
Fang Zhao nodded and took out a recording. Although all the surveillance cameras in the house were broken, there was a recording before they were broken. It was the kind of noise that sounded like tinnitus in the ears.
"Listen."
Curly Hair's ears twitched. Gradually, he went from being convinced that he wasn't that kind of dog to hesitation.
"It sounds familiar," Curly Hair said weakly.
Fang Zhao raised an eyebrow. Could something similar have happened before?
"When was the last time you heard something like that?" Fang Zhao asked.
Curly Hair thought carefully. "When you were locked up."
Fang Zhao: "…"
He searched his memories. Curly Hair was probably talking about the time he had been isolated.
"On Whale Island?" Fang Zhao asked.
"Yes!"
"What did you do then?"
"I swallowed a person."
"…"
"But I pretended to faint after swallowing! No one noticed! "
"… Very good. Are there any other similar situations? Think carefully. "
Curly Hair took a while to recall.
"I think there was another time, but I can't remember when."
Curly Hair couldn't remember clearly, but Fang Zhao found a segment in his memories.
Once, Will had brought Curly Hair to an art exhibition for inspiration. Unexpectedly, there had been an accident. It was Curly Hair who had dragged Will out of the fire.
At that time, the dog cages had all been cut, and the surveillance cameras had all stopped working. Even now, the culprit hadn't been found. Curly Hair only remembered that he had bitten off the cage. He wasn't clear about the surveillance cameras. Curly Hair hadn't had any consciousness back then.
Even now, Curly Hair didn't know that every time he changed, he would destroy the surveillance cameras.
From biting off the cage and destroying the surveillance cameras to swallowing a person on Whale Island, and now, a huge claw that almost tore down the building.
In a short year, Curly Hair's changes had become greater and greater. Fang Zhao guessed that Curly Hair was currently transforming into a certain form.
Similar to evolution.
But no one knew how long this process would last. No one could predict what would happen next.
What was even more worrying was that Curly Hair couldn't control these changes.
What should he do the next time something like this happened?
He had to find a place with no one around.
Fang Zhao recalled the size of the claw that had smashed the floor. That was just a claw. If it had transformed completely …
The house wouldn't be able to hold it!
"How do you feel now?" Fang Zhao asked.
"Nothing much … Does the sole of my foot feel a little itchy count?"
Curly Hair raised a front paw.
After the floor had been smashed, Fang Zhao had checked that paw that seemed to have transformed before. He had only found some small scratches. Now, when Fang Zhao looked at that paw again, all the scratches had disappeared. The paw looked as though it had been meticulously maintained.
After telling Curly Hair some things to take note of, Fang Zhao flipped through his savings and fretted.
Raising a family is so hard. Sigh.
Fang Zhao sighed helplessly and called Nanfeng over.
Nanfeng had been fretting over how to reinforce the house while repairing it. He had thought that Fang Zhao had called him over to ask about how to repair the house in a low-profile manner. He had already thought of a few options, but …
"I want to buy an island," Fang Zhao said.
Nanfeng: "???"
Buy what?
Boss, calm down!
Buy anything but buy an island!!
In Nanfeng's opinion, there was no need for Fang Zhao to buy an island. Even outsiders knew that private islands were depreciating in value!
There had been a period in the New Era when buying islands had been popular. A group of businessmen had worked together to raise the price of islands. Later, due to environmental protection and other reasons, some islands had been banned from trading. The number of private islands that could be traded had dwindled, and island prices had risen even higher.
However, with the continuous development of foreign planets, those with money had shifted their targets to invest in other planets. Who would still invest in islands here? Even small islands could fetch sky-high prices, especially those remote and uninhabited islands. Who knew if there might even be a virus from the Period of Destruction? What was there to buy?!
With more choices, some things weren't so rare anymore. If there was a better option, they would naturally choose a better one.
Nowadays, there were indeed many private islands up for sale, but it was very difficult to sell them. It was easy to buy. As long as the money was prepared, the transaction could be done immediately. Those island owners were very happy.
Nanfeng suppressed the shock in his heart, cleared his throat, and squeezed out a smile as he analyzed the current island transaction situation for Fang Zhao.
"It's said to buy up, not down. Island prices have been dropping all the time, and it's very difficult to sell them … Some people who followed the trend to buy islands in the past kept them empty. They don't even know how many poisonous bugs and plants there are on the islands. It's very dangerous. Island prices are already high, and the initial investment costs are also high …"
Nanfeng blabbered on as he analyzed the situation for Fang Zhao, telling him that this investment wasn't worth it.
After listening to Nanfeng's analysis, Fang Zhao said, "Curly Hair needs more space to move around."
Nanfeng looked at Fang Zhao numbly. He couldn't see any hint of a joke in Fang Zhao's eyes.
Seeing that Fang Zhao had already made up his mind, Nanfeng could only agree.
"All right, I'll make a budget first."
Nanfeng thought to himself, I wonder what Boss has encountered. Is it so serious that he has to avoid the world?
Nanfeng decided to go back and buy more insurance for himself.
Right now, he really wanted to ask Fang Zhao, Do you regret donating so much money? If you didn't donate, as long as you can trade, don't even mention a small island, you can even buy a whole bunch!
Nanfeng cursed in his heart as he searched online for private islands for sale. He filtered out the ones that could be used to build houses and had a landing pad.
He did some calculations. After buying a small island, Fang Zhao's savings would be depleted.
If it was for any other reason, Nanfeng could still understand. But if it was really to raise a dog, then that was too …
On this day, Nanfeng concluded a life lesson from his boss: raising pets makes one poor.
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