"WeChat step count: over a million?"
At this moment, Andrew Han finally experienced the kind of expression Miles Ning often gave him—like a startled kitten dropping its dried fish on the floor.
Is walking on air counted as steps too?
Is WeChat Sports really this advanced?
He mused for a moment.
Step count is calculated by movement frequency. But when Master walks on air, the phone must be shaking like crazy, probably like a bouncing ball.
Smack.
Andrew Han rubbed his temples.
He glanced at Miles Ning's jet-black phone, briefly explained how to turn off WeChat Sports, then continued driving.
Heh heh.
Are you the world's top salesman? Is everything you recommend top quality? Why should I use it myself? Honestly, absolutely not... I won't use it.
The car sped along.
Andrew Han thought for a while, then asked curiously, "Master, what phone do you use? With over a million steps, hasn't your phone shaken apart yet?"
Most phones have plastic shells.
As for the internal circuit board, it's even more fragile—just dropping it on the ground can break it, let alone the violent shaking from walking on air.
Moreover.
Given Miles Ning's personality, it's impossible he'd use his Internal Power to protect a phone.
He was genuinely curious—what kind of phone could survive such rough treatment...? Miles Ning lightly tapped the screen twice and replied in a low voice, "Meizu."
"Foreign brand?" Andrew Han asked, puzzled.
"Sinoveran brand." Miles Ning raised his eyebrows and smiled faintly. "Meizu phones are really durable. I recommend you buy one next time."