Ling Feng was taken aback, "No way, am I really that famous now?"
"The few things you did before are now topics everyone enjoys talking about!"
After laughing, the traffic police suddenly seemed to remember something, hurriedly took out a notebook from his pocket, "It's rare to meet the real person, Mr. Ling, could you give me an autograph?"
"Uh...."
Ling Feng was at a loss for words and after giving a wry smile, he still signed his name, and then asked, "Can I go now?"
"Yes, if you want information on the owner of that pickup truck, I can help you look it up!" the traffic police said.
Ling Feng shook his head, "No need, it's no longer meaningful!"
Having said that, he turned and got back into his car, glanced at Wang Wan'er, "Let's go, home!"
"Okay!"
Wang Wan'er smiled sweetly, and then said, "Brother Ling, don't be downhearted, that person was just a minor character. It's alright if he got away!"
