Five!
Ten!
By the twentieth call, Mao Daqing finally despaired.
At this moment, not a single person was willing to help.
Even those he had helped before, now, completely ignored him!
The worst thing is!
Scumbag, beat it?
Mao Daqing was both angry and hateful!
At the same time, he was utterly desperate!
"What can I do? Can anyone think of anything for me?" Mao Daqing screamed hysterically!
"Cough, cough, Director Mao, how about we call the police? When in trouble, find the cops!" someone said softly.
Hearing this, Mao Daqing's face turned pale!
"Call the police? Call the police? Do you think this isn't embarrassing enough? If the cops find out about the rules bending, how am I supposed to survive?" Mao Daqing roared!
Calling the police, for people at their level, is a sign of impotence.
"Director Mao, to tell you something unpleasant, none of your friends are helping you either," someone mumbled.
Actually, in his mind, he thought this!
