"Hey, this is Li Wei. Sorry, but I can't take your call right now, whether I'm avoiding it on purpose or not even at home, anyway, it's not your fault, so, no need to be scared, just leave a message. Don't worry, I won't come kill you like John Wick, wait, who doesn't know John Wick?"
"..."
"Beep."
The phone went unanswered, and the answering machine automatically kicked in.
However, the answering machine's message truly had Li Wei's style — it ended abruptly without warning, leaving the caller on the other end completely baffled, not knowing whether to leave a message or not.
"Uh."
Clearly hesitating, there was a noticeable pause on the other end of the line, and when the caller spoke again, there was an unmistakable hint of amusement in his voice.
"Hey, Li Wei, this is JJ, JJ Watt..."
Li Wei's footsteps halted as he entered the room, then he leaned back again.
Watt?
The Watt from the Houston Texans?
But why would Watt be calling him? Could it be a scam call?