Fang Zhiyi didn't care about that. Looking at the teacher who was lecturing on the podium, he stood up, packed up his things and left. Just kidding, it's almost the end of the world, and he's not running away yet?
Fang Zhiyi left in a swagger, leaving the teachers and classmates confused.
He went straight home. Father Fang was surprised: "Are you on vacation?"
Fang Zhiyi shook his head and rushed into the room to rummage through the drawers.
Father Fang pondered for a moment, then hesitated when he saw his son's expression. "Are you in trouble? Are you planning to run away?"
Fang Zhiyi found the emerald green bracelet, but he couldn't feel any space when holding it.
"Hello, Lao Zhang, arrange a ship to go abroad, anywhere, quickly..." Before Fang's father finished speaking, Fang Zhiyi reached out and snatched his phone and hung up.
Father Fang was confused: "What are you doing?"
Fang Zhiyi put his hands on his hips and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Aren't you going to pack up and run?" Father Fang pointed at the messed-up belongings. "I'm a legitimate businessman, so I certainly can't shield you. But before the crime happens, I can help you arrange a ship..."
Fang Zhiyi was speechless and took a deep breath. "Listen to me, the end of the world is coming soon. The city will be overrun by a large number of infected people. If we want to survive, we must quickly find a place to store supplies and recruit manpower."
Father Fang was shocked, then he pulled out a cell phone from somewhere and said, "Hello, is this the hospital? I'm looking for the psychiatric department..."
Fang Zhiyi reached out and grabbed the phone again: "I'm telling the truth!"
While looking at him, Mr. Fang reached into his back pocket and took out a small cell phone again.
Xiao Hei admired him and said, "Your cheap dad is a cell phone seller, right?"
"Hey, move all the trucks from the logistics area over to me." Upon hearing this, Fang Zhiyi's outstretched hand stopped in the air.
Father Fang gave a few more instructions, then looked Fang Zhiyi up and down: "You've never told a lie since you were a child. Now it seems to be true, but is the end scary? How do you know?"
Looking at this unserious old man, Fang Zhiyi had no choice but to explain to him patiently, and then told him that he was a heavy-blooded man and how tragically he died a few years ago. Fang's father was stunned for a long time, then applauded: "Great! Why didn't you realize that my son has a talent for stand-up comedy? Why don't you sell the company and open a theater to tell..." Looking at Fang Zhiyi's murderous eyes, Fang's father finally got back to the point.
"Hey, from now on, you'll be the one to make all the arrangements!"
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