Four-eyed weakly asked, while Brother Dong was speechless, thinking it shouldn't be, how could there be so much debt? That number rarely makes calls.
"Four-eyed, recharge another fifty yuan, damn it."
At this moment, Brother Dong had no choice, really caught in a difficult situation. What can he do? He was already so deep in it, though he didn't think Su Xuan would recharge, after all, that guy claimed not to have even one yuan.
After another fifty was recharged, the phone was still out of service, leaving Brother Dong frustrated. He tried customer service, and upon checking, was nearly dumbstruck—still owed over 400 yuan.
"Brother Dong, is your number infected with something? How could it owe so much?"
Brother Dong was stunned. He bought that number because it supposedly had a high limit, but he didn't recall any debts. How suddenly it owed so much?
"Dong, could someone be messing with you? Is this situation reliable?"
The woman said worriedly.
