"Actually, most gifts are quite ordinary."
"But now and then, I receive some very expensive gifts. For example, the things officially given out during major holidays are all meaningful items."
"I know that."
Zhou Yaling's eyes lit up, and she said with a smile, "Like the tea Qin Yuzhu gave Big Brother."
"That's right."
On the highway, Mo Jingchun received a WeChat message.
Mo Jingchun opened the picture and was slightly stunned.
There was a pile of phones. Why had she taken a picture of them for him?
Soon, Mo Jingchun understood what Zhou Yaling meant.
The corners of his lips lifted slightly, and he replied with three words.
"Take whatever you want."
They were only phones. He had more than he could use every year. The latest models had originally been left by him until they became antiques.
Nowadays, phones with Graphene Batteries had become widespread, yet he still had old lithium-battery smartphones tucked away in the back of his drawer. Could you believe it?
However, Mo Jingchun never would have expected Zhou Yaling to carefully pick out a two-year-old lithium-battery phone from the pile.
Looking at the pink phone, Zhou Yaling was completely smitten.
The moment she opened the package, Zhou Yaling could not put it down.
It was simply too beautiful—far, far better-looking than her shabby black one.
Just as Zhou Yaling was celebrating, she heard Xia Xiaomin say in astonishment, "Why did you open a two-year-old phone?"
"That phone of yours is outdated in every way, whether it's the battery or the processor."
"But it's pretty."
"Let me put it this way: if you use that phone to play Honor of Kings, it won't even run smoothly at sixty frames per second."
As she spoke, Xia Xiaomin returned to her desk and took a phone released