"And how many days has this road been blocked?" Xiao Chen asked further.
The person grew impatient. "Today's only the first. Y'all go through the other way."
"What other way? We stay in this neighborhood and you've blocked our road. Are you not allowing us to go home?" Xiao Chen was displeased.
The car he drove today was not Han Zhuoli's usual Mulsanne.
The Mulsanne was parked in the garage of Han Zhuoli's villa. Since Xiao Chen came straight from the company, he drove the company's Audi.
This Audi was used to ferry any clients who came to their company.
This Audi looked inconspicuous.
Especially in B City, which was brimming with famous personalities, from politics to entertainment and the rich, driving an Audi would not turn any heads.
In the eyes of the person opposite him, Xiao Chen might as well have been driving an Alto.
"So you expect us to park the car somewhere and walk there?" Xiao Chen said.
