Chapter 137: Lingcheng Fog Capital 10
The video only circulated for a dozen minutes before it was deleted.
Fu An'an glanced at the thick fog outside, and lightly tapped his fingers on the glass.
Say to yourself: What the hell are you?
After saying that, there was a knock on the door.
The food delivery brother changed to another person, which made Fu Anan stunned, "Why didn't Xiao Li come?" ”
The new food delivery guy shook his head, looking a little tired, "Xiao Li was ...... in the fog last night"
Fainted.
Fu An'an knew what he meant by the words later.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Li had already been recruited.
"And you're still at work? How do you go back every day? ”
"Oh, we're staying at the hotel now." The delivery guy nodded with a professional smile, "In addition, our hotel has prepared some masks and gloves to prevent fog."
If you need it, you can go downstairs to pick it up now. ”
The two were talking, and Fu Anan suddenly turned back into the house.
The delivery guy stopped, "What's wrong?" ”
"Oh, it's fine."
Fu Anan shook his head, thanked him and closed the door.
Breakfast was on the table, and she looked out the window.
She had just heard a knock as if she were notch.
It's small, it's small.
It's like ...... Hallucinations are the same.
However, on the smooth glass, a drop of slime is particularly noticeable.
Fu Anan frowned at this drop of slime.
Falling from upstairs?
Or is there something else in this thick fog?
It's tempting to explore, but it's scary.
Fu Anan didn't dare to open the window to look, she preferred Gou when she was playing games alone.
A better option is to cover the window with something, then cover any gaps that may exist tightly with a wet rag, and finally close the curtains.
After doing all this, the sound of footsteps and conversation came from the corridor outside Fu An'an's Gate.
Guests in the hotel have been notified that protective masks and gloves have been distributed downstairs, and everyone is rushing to collect them.
Masks and gloves.
Fu An'an really didn't prepare too many of these two things.
So he went down with them.
When I got downstairs, I found that there were a lot of people.
Fu An'an asked casually, the hotel has 260 rooms, 80% of the occupancy rate, plus the service staff is about three or four hundred.
"What else is there to serve you?" The service staff in the front row asked enthusiastically.
"Hmm...... Nothing more for now. ”
Fu Anan smiled and shook his head, and went upstairs with a mask and gloves.
On the way, I also met Hu Buchang and them.
Fu An'an's gaze paused at the big wave woman in the middle, but he didn't expect it to be three people.
Then he crossed the three of them with an indifferent expression.
Hu Buchang lowered his head the moment he met Fu An'an, he was a little afraid of her.
Tian Yong stared at her until Fu An'an went upstairs, for no other reason, it was this appearance that made him rare.
Kang Jiafang looked at the two of them because of a woman's different expressions, and was slightly displeased,
"My little sister looks quite iconic, and I don't know what floor it is."
"12th floor." Tian Yong glanced at Hu Buchang, "I live opposite us." ”
"Yes."
Kang Jiafang wanted to say something, but was stopped by Tian Yong.
"Why are you talking so much, you can't get a mask?"
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As a star-rated hotel, for the freshness of the ingredients, the amount of ingredients is generally not much prepared every day.
In the current fog, it is impossible to have as much food for a few hundred people as it used to be.