"Brother Hao, you must have slept so comfortably..." Xia Xueqi, like she was sleepwalking, complained miserably, "I didn't sleep at all last night! Do you have any idea how many calls I received last night and this morning?"
Wang Hao widened his eyes: "How many?"
"A full two hundred and six!" Xia Xueqi's expression was on the verge of tears: "The phone never stopped ringing! Countless people asking if there were any spots left for today's auction, and of course, there were those causing trouble and even threatening me..."
Wang Hao: "..." Damn, thankfully I found an agent back then! Otherwise, answering all these calls would've killed me!
"So now..." Wang Hao glanced at Xia Xueqi's phone in her hand: "No more calls?"
"Yeah," Xia Xueqi's body swayed as she spoke: "Phone's battery died, so of course, no more calls..."
Wang Hao: "..." Look at this poor thing.