C613 A Gold Lighter.

The sourness was almost rushing to the ceiling.

"Oh, that's not my fault. Then, may I ask how much is this broken phone?"

Xia Qingfeng was slightly stunned. He had actually forgotten to ask for the price. It seemed that the effects of his three years in the real world were still very big. He had started to look different in this parallel world.

"Sir, our broken phone was just sold yesterday