Wen Yan glanced at the phone; it was indeed a number from the Scorching Sun Department.
"..."
Feng Wei immediately took out his phone, opened the call log, and swiped down to reveal a list of missed calls, all marked in red.
"These are either scams or marketing calls of all sorts."
Wen Yan took one look, and it made sense; Feng Wei's words were not without basis.
However, are these spam calls so rampant now?
Even Ghosts are getting targeted by sales pitches?
Wen Yan scratched his head, realizing he wasn't the last to know about these things; even those involved had flagged the Scorching Sun Department's calls as spam.
Tong Si had obtained an identity, and the ID card would likely be issued soon. He now understood what these things represented.
On the way, he offered countless thanks to Wen Yan. If Wen Yan hadn't stopped him, he would have considered gouging out one of his eyes to give to Wen Yan to use himself.
