That evening, Zhao Guang began to feel the power of the White Marlins he had brought.
Because the phone hadn't stopped ringing all night. In the end, Elder Ye and Ye Zhi had such headaches that they turned off their mobile phones. But if their phones were unreachable, there were no stopping the others in the family.
And the calls came mostly from no ordinary people, whom they couldn't simply hang up on.
Early the next morning, Zhao Guang sneaked out, worried that staying there would attract more attention.
There was no choice, the living room was already full, and all with revered elders, whom Zhao Guang dared not disrespect.
Although most of them didn't speak due to their lower rank, those at the front could still puff up at Elder Ye with boldness, as they were all old comrades. Well, let the old folks handle it.
The next few days, it would probably be the same.
During this time, Zhao Guang found some time to organize his software and finally completed it.