C197 Visualization

Just as Woo Feng was lost in thought, thinking about how to write the letter, his phone suddenly rang.

It was a short ring, probably another message from some junk mail. Normally he would have turned it off, but today was an exception, probably because he had forgotten to turn it off.

Normally, he wouldn't care about it. It was just a message. What was in front of him was the main point