How could it be?
How could this phone be with Chu Chen?
Alger stared dumbfoundedly at Chu Chen's phone, utterly shocked.
He never imagined that the phone with the serial number "1," which he had dreamed of, would be right here before him today.
Even more unthinkable, it was in Chu Chen's hands.
Alger stared at the watch, his gaze vacant, unable to calm his racing thoughts.
"Impressive."
"We didn't expect there would be an even bigger shot among us."
The crowd looked at Chu Chen with endless admiration.
Such a bigwig had appeared in front of them.
Unbelievable.
Although they were intensely curious about Chu Chen, no one dared to scrutinize him too openly.
They couldn't afford to offend someone like him.
"How could it be?"
Alger muttered quietly, the pride from earlier was long gone.
Staring at Chu Chen's phone for several minutes, Alger reluctantly returned the phone to Chu Chen.
He had failed.
