Wang's mother was quick to grab the car window, preventing him from being able to close it. She knew that if Zhuo Xiangqiao managed to close the window, her chances of getting inside would diminish even further. Thinking this, she gestured urgently for Wang Baobao, who was leaning against the car hood, to come over quickly.
Zhuo Xiangqiao looked at the person clinging desperately to his window with a flash of impatience in his eyes. He took out his phone and sent a message to Xiang Yuan, signaling him to bring some people over quickly to deal with the nuisance. In his mind, he couldn't help but blame Xiang Yuan, thinking that the efficiency of these people had really deteriorated recently, and the recent events were truly riddled with holes.
