Then the netizens got curious and many really called these numbers to verify.
As it turned out, except for the "13777777777" which belonged to a corporation and was reachable, the other numbers were either turned off or nonexistent...
But were they really nonexistent?
"A telecom industry boss once told me their operating system sets up special screening mechanisms for these numbers. Users who aren’t on a whitelist basically can’t get through; this applies to spam calls too."
Ruan Jingwei chuckled, "For different users, they have flexible screening methods. Among them are government officials, VIP users, and such. I don’t need to explain it, you probably get the idea."
Zhou Wang smacked his lips at this and wanted one of these special numbers even more.
After all, he received quite a few junk calls now, but he couldn’t block all of them because some were useful. He really needed someone to screen them flexibly...
About half an hour later, Ruan Jingwei and Wu Lei decided to take their leave.
The two of them understood well enough, seeing all those beautiful women in the courtyard, and didn’t want to continue interrupting Zhou Wang’s good time...
After seeing them off, the band’s performance was also coming to an end.
According to industry standards, they wouldn’t perform more than ten songs in one night at a bar, so singing non-stop for an hour showed a lot of sincerity for Zhou Wang and his group.
The skinny girl’s voice was getting hoarse, and when she came to thank them, Zhou Wang proactively added her on WeChat...
Of course, it was to transfer her money. What else could it be?
She sent over her real name, made a note of it, and Zhou Wang directly transferred 30,000 over.
"Thank you, Mr. Zhou."
"Rooftop Cat" was a bit pleasantly surprised too, flashing a sweet smile as she thanked Zhou Wang.
"See you around."
Zhou Wang waved to her.
The band left directly, and Zhou Wang and his group didn’t need to worry about the equipment and bottles left behind. Wu Lei had mentioned that someone would come to clean up the next day.
Although the band was gone, they had left behind a big speaker, and music continued to play throughout the yard.
When Zhou Wang returned to the small table, Su Yajing and Shen Yutong were still humming along with the music, while Su Man was playing "Fifteen-Twenty" with Miao Ying. Miao Ying didn’t seem affected, but Su Man’s face had been flushed red by the alcohol...
"Come join us, big brother, you’ve been dodging drinks for too long!"
Su Yajing giggled as she wrapped her arms around Zhou Wang’s neck.
At the table were a dozen boxes of beer of various brands, with Wu Lei worried it wouldn’t be enough, he had filled a giant wooden bucket with ice and set it on the ground too.
But actually, the girls hadn’t just been drinking beer. A mixologist who came along also prepared a cocktail for each, and Zhou Wang noticed their wine glasses were nearly empty.
At least judging by the state of things, everyone was still pretty sober.
"Now that big brother is here, let’s play a game together!"
Su Yajing was the first to raise her hand and suggest.
Huh?
Playing games again?
Zhou Wang felt like he’d been playing a lot of games at the drinking table lately, but thankfully the company was different each time. But then again, just drinking wasn’t as fun as playing games.
Especially when guys and gals were hanging out together, you couldn’t just drink and chat like a bunch of lonely bachelors, right?
So Zhou Wang readily agreed, "Let’s play! It’s a rare occasion that everyone’s so hyped, we have to have fun!"