Sheng Siyuan had managed to emerge from the car unscathed.
But the car was totaled.
"You can't leave tonight; we will arrange a car to take you to town to rest,"
the traffic cop suggested, having witnessed the scene.
But how could this man, anxious to return to Jiangbei, agree to stay? He took out his cell phone, ready to call a helicopter.
Just then, Xu Guannan sent him another address.
"President, your wife is also still at Cold Water Spring."
"..."
He put his phone away.
About ten minutes later, arranged by these traffic cops, all of those with totaled vehicles were put onto a police car, which then headed towards the local small county town.
This accident was something nobody had anticipated.
Upon arriving at the small county town, Sheng Siyuan saw the dilapidated buildings and streets that were dark and quiet everywhere.
Used to luxury, disdain immediately filled his face.
