Engineer Zhao took his tools out of his bag, including a magnifying glass, and hunched over to inspect the condition of the paint.
A few minutes after the people from the 4S dealership arrived, a fashionably dressed woman with an artsy vibe walked over, muttering and cursing.
Stepping into the circle of onlookers, she lifted her chin and said, "Officer, which one of you is the car owner?"
Before the police officer could reply, Wu Yun walked over, followed by a large crowd.
The woman, who had been a bit haughty, reined it in slightly but still said confidently, "Well, hello handsome! Is this your car? Someone who can afford a car this expensive probably doesn't care about a little bit of money for a paint job, right?"
"Look, how about this? I'll give you a sincere apology, we can add each other on WeChat, and become friends! Let's just call it even! Lots of guys ask for my WeChat, and I usually turn them down!"
As she spoke, she even flicked her bangs with her hand.
