145: Chapter 145 Zhao Yang: You're fooling me again!

"Did you guys see that..." Su Chun pointed beneath his feet. "A car was parked here just now, right? Parking illegally on the roadside—it must have been towed. These rich people really have no manners! This is exactly how they should be dealt with!"

Zhao Yang strolled over and gave a light cough. "Hello, did you say the car here was towed? Is that true?"

Su Chun pointed to the sign next to them. "Look, it's written right there: No Parking, Violators Will Be Towed. Hey, I'm telling you, this is already the third one I've seen! These classless drivers deserve to be treated this way!"

Zhao Yang's lip twitched. He walked to the sign, pulled out his phone, and dialed the number on it. "Hello, my car was towed from the front of the Hongdou Flagship Store... Oh, alright. Sorry for the trouble."

Su Chun watched Zhao Yang finish the call, swallowed hard, and his gaze went blank—the things he just said didn't seem very appropriate.

Hai Ping pinched him hard and lowered her voice, "Look at that big mouth of yours, offending people for no reason!"

Su Chun's eyes darted around. "Let's go..."

"Go where?!" Hai Ping glared at him. "Go apologize! What if he had an emergency?"

Haizao chimed in, "Yeah, Brother-in-law, you said such nasty things, and he didn't even hold it against you."

Zhao Yang hung up. They told him to go to the Traffic Police Station to pay the fine and pick up the car. Seeing that Su Chun's family hadn't left, he simply walked over. "A van was parked on the roadside earlier and blocked the sign, so I didn't see it."

Su Chun lightly slapped his own face. "Brother, I'm truly sorry. This mouth of mine needs a slapping."

"It's fine." Zhao Yang waved it off, his gaze suddenly landing on Haizao. "By the way, Young Miss, I saw you staying in the M1 for a long time in the store just now. Could you tell me what Materials the interior is made of? Is it eco-friendly?"

"Huh?" Haizao was startled. Looking at Zhao Yang's handsome face, she was momentarily dazed.

Hai Ping nudged her. "He's asking you."

"Oh..." Haizao snapped out of it and shook her head. "I don't know the specific Materials either, but it's quite soft and doesn't have any odor."

Zhao Yang nodded. "I originally wanted to go in and check, but there were too many people. I just happened to remember you stayed in there for a while, so I asked. If there's no odor, then it's very eco-friendly. Since you looked for so long, are you thinking of buying one? If you're interested, let's exchange contact info. If we get five people, Hongdou offers a ten percent discount."

Haizao was about to refuse, but her heart suddenly stirred. She changed her mind, nodded immediately, and pulled out her phone.

After exchanging contact information, Zhao Yang bid them farewell and rushed to the Traffic Police Station. Hai Ping looked at Haizao with a strange expression. "I say, Haizao, you don't have any designs on that handsome guy, do you?"

Haizao quickly shook her head. "Sis, what are you talking about! No!"

"Then why did you want his contact info? You're not buying a car."

"I'm not buying, but I can ask my colleagues," Haizao smiled. "Besides, didn't you notice? That man has a lot of financial strength. He might be a client for our real estate company in the future."

Hai Ping couldn't help but laugh. "How did you tell? He's dressed quite ordinary."

"The clothes aren't expensive, but the leather shoes on his feet aren't cheap. They're the same brand as our boss's, but a different style, and the leather seems even better than our boss's pair."

Haizao paused, then added, "And that watch on his wrist, I've seen it online. It's worth nearly seven figures."

Hai Ping was stunned. "You mean one of his watches is worth as much as a house?"

Haizao nodded.

Hai Ping couldn't help but mutter, "These damn rich people."

Haizao giggled and added, "Also, Brother-in-law saw the car parked here earlier. What kind of car did you say it was?"

Su Chun thought for a moment. "A volkswagen passat."

Haizao smiled. "That 'volkswagen passat' you mentioned costs nearly two million."

"Huh?" Su Chun was stunned. "Are you kidding? Since when is a volkswagen passat that expensive!"

"I heard our boss talk about it," Haizao said. "Don't fear a Benz or a Land Rover, fear a Volkswagen with letters. The one just now was a Volkswagen with letters. It wasn't a volkswagen passat; it was a phaeton."

Su Chun pondered for a while before it dawned on him. "No wonder... I was wondering why that volkswagen passat looked so big."

"So I was right to keep his number." Haizao waved her phone. "Maybe if he buys a house in the future, he'll become my client. My boss hasn't been very satisfied with me lately; maybe one day he'll exile me to the sales office. At least then I'll know a rich person and won't be completely lost."

Hai Ping couldn't help but mutter, "So young and so rich, who could he be?"

"A rich second generation, a playboy," Su Chun said casually.

"Absolutely not!"

Hai Ping and Haizao blurted out at the same time.

Su Chun was taken aback, looking from one to the other. "Why... why are you both saying that?"

The sisters glanced at each other and spoke simultaneously, "You go first."

"You finish, then I'll speak."

Then they both laughed and raised their hands together: "Rock, paper, scissors!"

Su Chun glanced at the looks from passersby and silently took a few steps back, signaling he wasn't familiar with these two idiots.

Hai Ping won the game and said, "His temperament and upbringing don't look like it. If he really were a playboy rich second generation, he probably would have started a fight with Su Chun already."

Su Chun gave an embarrassed smile. "Yes, you're right."

Haizao added, "Also, playboy rich second generations only buy cars like Ferraris or Land Rovers. They wouldn't buy a phaeton because they wouldn't want people saying they drive a crappy volkswagen passat."

After she finished, all three fell silent.

So young, so well-bred, so rich, and more importantly, so handsome—how could such a perfect person exist in this world?

Zhao Yang received a call from the Traffic Police Station while on his way.

The other party apologized repeatedly, saying it was a complete misunderstanding and asking Chief Zhao not to mind.

Zhao Yang could guess what happened with his toes—they must have checked the license plate after towing the car and realized he was one of their own. The police terminals used by the Traffic Police Station were produced by the Third Institute; it was a case of the flood hitting the Dragon King Temple.

Just as he walked into the gates of the Traffic Police Station, an officer with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and dark skin quickly approached. Before even reaching him, he warmly extended his hand. "Chief Zhao, I am truly sorry! It was an error in our work. Our captain will be here shortly!"

As he spoke, the traffic police captain, Liu Qiang, walked over quickly.

Zhao Yang actually knew this man; they had dealt with each other during the New Year. After some pleasantries, Zhao Yang finally drove his car out.

As he was leaving, he turned his head to take another close look at the dark-skinned traffic cop. He felt he looked very familiar, but for the life of him, he couldn't remember where he had seen him.

"System, that traffic cop just now, he wouldn't happen to be a character from some TV show, would he?"

[The host's query criteria do not match the query range. Please provide a precise description.]

"Have I seen him before? Deduct the query fee yourself."

[In this world, you have not.]

"Then which world is he from?"

[The human world, a citizen of Dragon Country.]

Zhao Yang: "You're fooling me again!"