"Shen Siyuan, is this the residential area you live in?"
Finally, Shen Siyuan managed to clarify to Zhou Chuan that he had no relation to Accountant Jiang.
Chen Hao then came in from the door, holding his phone excitedly.
"If you are talking about the magnetic storm issue, then yes," Shen Siyuan nodded without even looking at the phone Chen Hao handed to him.
"Then all the electronics in your house are broken?"
"Of course, even my mobile phone is ruined," Shen Siyuan pointed at the black-screened mobile phone on the table.
At this moment, he was opening his computer, which could automatically log into WeChat. He didn't know whether Ruan Hongzhuang had sent him any messages in the morning.
"That's a big loss," Chen Hao sighed.
Then he continued, "What exactly happened? Did someone fire an electromagnetic pulse at your residential area?"
"How would I know? Although it happened in our area, I don't know any more than you do."