"What... what did he eat? What did he eat?"
With Lin Ying’s expressionless face, speaking extremely outrageous words, the little fox’s eyes widened, as if shocked, full of disbelief.
He simply... just used tissues to block the toilet at Gao Feng Consulting Company.
No, why did he even dare to eat it?
Even Lai Foo wouldn’t eat that stuff!
The little fox’s mind was in chaos, staring dumbfounded at Lin Ying holding the phone.
Lin Ying walked to the sofa, crouched down, opened the album on her phone, and started playing the video of what happened at Gao Feng Consulting Company this morning.
The video on the phone started playing.
Lin Ying sat inside the business car, the phone’s camera aimed at the front of Gao Feng Consulting Company.
In the quiet environment of the car, faintly, some chewing sounds and the noise of plastic bags could be heard.
At this moment, a sudden roar came from inside Gao Feng Consulting Company.
Wearing a white slim-fit T-shirt, with hair full of gel, Gao Feng staggered into the video.
His originally white T-shirt was now covered with distinctly brown-black particles, and in his once well-waxed hair, some indescribable yellow soup accompanied by particles was flowing down.
Thanks to the high-definition camera, Ansheng could even see what looked like a row of fishbones on Gao Feng’s hair.
The little fox’s face showed a complex, subtle expression of amazement mixed with a bit of disdain.
And the video on the phone continued playing.
Gao Feng, looking somewhat dazed, opened his mouth as he walked out of the company door, suddenly retched, leaving a large puddle of vomit on the ground.
Then, as Gao Feng went down the stairs, somehow he suddenly slipped and sat down on the vomit on the tiled floor, sliding off the stairs to the street.
Despite falling, Gao Feng was unharmed but seemed to have snapped out of his previous state of stupor. He shouted angrily, turning red-faced, yanked off his white T-shirt, covered his head with it, and dashed down the street.
"Xiao Lin, follow him."
In the video, Lin Ying picked up the phone and started following, instructing Xiao Lin, who was responsible for driving, to follow.
The black business car started, following the shirtless Gao Feng as he dashed down the street.
Running down the street, Gao Feng dashed into a self-service car wash and pulled down the shutter, shutting himself inside.
As the video continued to play, Lin Ying, who had been crouching, hugged the fox, rested her elbow on the sofa, and sped up the video a bit, while Ansheng suddenly felt a sense of pressure, something pressing on his little face.
However, Ansheng didn’t mind those things.
The phone video skipped more than an hour, and Gao Feng slowly opened the door of the self-service car wash.
He looked extremely disheveled, wearing wet clothes and barefoot. He flagged down a car on the street, got rejected three to five times, then finally caught a small car and left.
His skin was so red it shone, as if he had been scrubbed with a steel wool ball.
Dragging a suitcase, he ran to the Commerce Bureau.
Then, Gao Feng turned to Jiule City’s airport and bought the next available flight.
"Is this what they call the butterfly effect? My original intention was just to block Gao Feng’s toilet, but I never thought he’d end up scamming and freeloading..."
"Isn’t he a bit too greedy?"
The little fox mumbled, keeping its eyes on the phone screen, suddenly taking a sharp breath.
"All I know now is Gao Feng ran, but where exactly he went, I don’t know yet."
Lin Ying put away her phone, looked at Master Fox, and said: "I did inquire a bit at the Commerce Bureau, Gao Feng ran there because he was deregistering his own company."
"At the same time, he paid all the employees their due severance and claimed that if anyone revealed this incident, he would come back and get them."
Ansheng’s face was full of strange expressions, unable to imagine what kind of god-level anomaly might have occurred during his prank that escalated from blocking a toilet drain to scraping Gao Feng’s mouth full of soup.
"Master Fox, do you want me to copy the video for you?"
No no no! The little fox can’t watch this! Later I have to go out to eat with Ah Qing.
This electronic pickled mustard doesn’t go well with food!
Ansheng sat at Lin Ying’s house for a while, clutching a bag of tea roasted by a heritage master, and headed home.
On his way back, Ansheng encountered a very strange young woman.
"Little fox, what are you doing?"
"Foxes shouldn’t take food from people. Human food is all technology and tricks; cute little fox should go to the mountains to catch mice."
"Eating human food will make you sick." The young woman crouched in front of the little fox, smiling all over, tore open the sealed chicken leg, and enthusiastically offered it.
Ansheng tilted his little head, trying to recall the unfamiliar young lady in front of him but had no impression.
The locals of Changxi Town, Ansheng couldn’t name them all, but he had some impression.
But the girl before him was very unfamiliar...
However, just as Ansheng was thinking, a wish suddenly appeared on his mental wishlist.
[Hmm? Why doesn’t the fox eat? It’s tilting its head examining my face. Is it about to hit me? No, please don’t, big brother! Your Majesty’s majesty at hunting wild boars, one punch and my health insurance card will shatter! At that time, the coroner will cry if it’s all mashed meat!— Bai Tao, who just joined the Security Bureau, had a sudden startle in her heart as she saw the fox freeze, fervently praying.]
[Wish Fulfilled: Don’t hit her. (Nowadays, technology is so advanced that the surveillance satellites in outer space can achieve centimeter-level precision, maybe, shaking hands with Bai Tao can get you three meals a day.)]
Ansheng saw Bai Tao’s wish in his mind and looked at the young woman in front of him, full of smiling and composed, with a bit of puzzled expression.
Damn... Pretty women really do lie.
Praying inwardly to all gods, yet maintaining a calm appearance while getting acquainted with me.
The perfectly fulfilled wish seemed to reveal some incredible information!
"Hey! Xiao Tao, what are you doing! Hurry up and help move the furniture—"
In the deadlocked moment, a young man discontentedly called out to Bai Tao: "Didn’t we agree to visit the neighbors after moving? Why are you slacking off petting the fox here."
"If you keep dawdling, the gift cakes will melt in the box!"
[Bro! Please don’t hit me! One punch from Your Majesty, and the doctor would kneel at my feet, frantically giving me CPR begging me not to die!— From Su Qiyuan of the Security Bureau, grumbling in his heart.]
[Wish Fulfilled: Don’t hit him (Before moving next to your house, Su Qiyuan had actually already recharged fifty thousand operation funds on the Note platform. Your family’s tough poverty conditions made the Security Bureau jittery, afraid the Overlord Level fox would get desperate and start eating people.)]
Is my family’s poverty really that famous? Ansheng stared at the refreshed wish list with a dark face.
Goodness, moving next to my house, playing spies because they’re worried Ah Qing can’t afford to feed me and fear I might eat humans?
No, why slander me as a cannibal!
Making it sound like I won’t go crazy for a bite!
The little fox held the bag of tea in its mouth, but its gaze lingered on Bai Tao and Su Qiyuan for a moment.
Bai Tao and Su Qiyuan shuddered, feeling as if the fox’s gaze could see through the human heart.