The video was only circulated for a dozen minutes before being deleted.
Fu Anan glanced at the thick fog outside and lightly tapped the glass with her finger.
I said to myself, "What on earth are you?"
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
The delivery guy was replaced by someone else. Fu Anan was stunned, "Why didn't Xiao Li come?"
The new delivery boy shook his head, looking a little tired. "Xiao Li fainted in the fog last night and is now in the hospital."
Fainted.
I didn't expect that Xiao Li had also been infected with that virus.
"So you guys are still working now? How do you get home every day?"
"We are staying in a hotel now." The delivery boy smiled professionally and told Fu Anan not to worry.
"In addition, our hotel has prepared some masks and gloves to prevent fog. If you need them, you can go downstairs to pick them up now."
As the delivery boy was speaking, Fu Anan suddenly turned back into the house.
The delivery guy stopped and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Oh, nothing."
Fu Anan shook her head, said thank you and closed the door.
Breakfast was placed on the table and she looked towards the window.
She had just heard a faint knocking sound.
Very small and subtle.
It's like... an illusion.
However, on the smooth glass, a drop of mucus is particularly obvious.
Fu Anan frowned as he looked at the drop of mucus.
Fell from upstairs
Or is there something else hidden in this thick fog
This makes people want to explore, but also feel afraid.
Fu Anan didn't dare to open the window to look, as she preferred to stay hidden when playing games alone.
So she chose to cover the windows with something, then covered all possible gaps tightly with wet rags, and finally pulled the curtains tight.
After doing all this, the sounds of footsteps and conversation were heard in the corridor outside the door.
Masks and gloves.
Fu Anan didn't really prepare much for these two things.
So I followed these people down.
When we got downstairs, we found the hall was quite crowded and there was a long line of people waiting to get supplies.
Fu Anan casually asked how many people were in the hotel.
I only found out that the hotel has a total of 160 guest rooms, with an occupancy rate of 80%, and there are about 300 to 400 service staff.
"How can I help you?" the front-row service staff asked enthusiastically.
"Well... nothing for now."
Fu Anan smiled and shook her head, then went upstairs with a mask and gloves.
We also met Hu Buchang and others on the way.
Fu Anan's gaze paused at the woman with big wavy hair in the middle. She didn't expect that there were three people.
Then he walked past the three people with an indifferent expression.
Hu Buchang lowered his head the moment he met Fu Anan. He was a little afraid of her.
Tian Yong stared at her until Fu Anan went upstairs. There was no other reason, just that she looked so attractive to him.
Kang Jiafang looked at the two men with different expressions because of a woman, and felt a little unhappy.
"This little girl is quite distinctive, I wonder which floor she is from."
"12th floor." Tian Yong glanced at Hu Buchang, "He lives across from us."
"Really?" Kang Jiafang wanted to say something, but was stopped by Tian Yong.
"Why are you talking so much? Are you going to get the masks or not?"
Kang Jiafang glanced at Tian Yong and shut her mouth awkwardly.
Tian Yong snorted coldly, women should not be spoiled too much.
(End of this chapter)