He had begged for a long time before Second Brother had agreed to get him one. He had gotten sick of that last phone in a month. He had heard that there was even a game in this latest model, so he had gotten one. The phone was not even on the market yet, so no one could get their hands on it even if they tried buying it.
As soon as Ling Sheng looked at that phone, a sense of nostalgia washed over her. It was a slide phone, an antique. In this era, there probably weren't many people who could afford a phone, especially high school students. Besides these rich second-generation children of entrepreneurs and officials, probably no one else could afford it.
