The traffic police took the mobile phone handed over by Xia Xuanmo with suspicion. Looking at the number on it, it was indeed the Bureau chief's number. He wondered, is Nan Cheng a relative of the Bureau chief?
He quickly said,"director, it's Wanwan."
But before he could finish, a series of scolding came from the phone, which stunned the traffic police. The chief's jaw moved so fast that the traffic police couldn't hear what he was saying, but he knew that the chief's words only conveyed one meaning: Don't you f * cking find trouble for me. You dare to arrest him without even looking at who he is? hurry up and let him go!
Since the Bureau chief had said so, the traffic police had to do as he said. In this society, if you had a back door and connections, you would have privileges that others did not.
Privileges were an evil thing. No matter what era or society it was, it was an existence that could not be removed.
