Hao Jian got out of the car and walked towards the group of firefighters. Then he scolded the firefighters who were already dumbfounded, "What are you all gaping at for? Why aren't you getting to work?"
"Oh, oh, oh, get moving! Damn, a bunch of fools, hurry up! Do you want to watch someone die?" The captain immediately cursed at the firefighters.
The firefighters then began to move in a flurry, placing the safety air cushion where Zhang Wenying would land.
"Brother, I admire you! You're a real man, with such spirit, even we soldiers feel ashamed!" The fire captain gave Hao Jian a thumbs up.
"Don't worry, I will have my men keep it secret; no one will know it was you who damaged his car."
"It doesn't matter if they keep it secret or not, I want to see which nouveau riche is so ostentatious to park his car here," Hao Jian sneered. If he hadn't been here today, a tragedy would have been almost unavoidable. And the car owner would have had to pay for today's incident.
