After leaving the traffic bureau, the driver hung his head low and carefully followed at his side, occasionally stealing glances at Tang Huoyang's expression, "Young Master, about today's matter I..."
Tang Huoyang waved his hand, his heart was also very upset, but he maintained his composure and didn't lash out at the driver, "This isn't your fault, but next time when something comes up, and you can call me right away, just do it, don't foolishly let them confiscate your phone. If anyone dares to take your phone, you have my permission to hit them, and if there's trouble, I'll bail you out!"
"Yes, Young Master," the driver said, moved.
Tang Huoyang carefully examined his father's personal car, which had just been towed, walking around it several times before looking up to ask, "Is there any problem? Did they hit anywhere when they towed the car?"
"No, Young Master, I've checked," the driver quickly replied.
