Just as I was thinking, a rapid alarm came from the distance.

In an instant, Li Mao, who was trapped in memory, returned to reality. He quickly got up and saw two ambulances flashing and police lights coming quickly.

The ambulance staff were very quick to move. They first checked Mr. Sun, who was unconscious and the drunk fat man. After they found that he was not seriously injured, they immediately carried him into the ambulance.

Later, I came to check the old farmer's injuries. Although he was free to move, there were many scratches during the overturn. His trouser legs and knees were broken, and it was bright red inside, and there was obvious blood.

The medical staff wanted to bandage him, and the old farmer shouted with a rebellious look: "No, no, Langga, don't go to the hospital."

Li Mao naturally knew why the old man refused to go to the hospital. On the one hand, he was afraid that the cost was high, and on the other hand, he was afraid that the hospital would lock the responsibility for the accident on him.

After all, the other two were carried into an ambulance, and the red Volvo was obviously a high-end luxury car. How could he, an old man who delivered vegetables to the market, afford to pay.

Seeing that the old farmer became more and more excited as he spoke, and almost fought with the medical staff, Li Mao hurried forward and said, "Old man, no matter how you say you are injured, you must go to the hospital for a look."

"This is a traffic accident, and no one wants to happen, but since it happens, it is not realistic to not solve it."

"Now that technology is well developed, there are cameras everywhere. Can you run for the rest of your life even if you run away?"

The old farmer was speechless and had to follow the arrangements of the medical staff and get into another ambulance.

At this time, the commander came over and asked, "Sir, are you an eyewitness or a passenger in the same car?"

"I'm just passing by, but I know the lady driving in Volvory."

"Is that so? Then please come with us."

"Okay, no problem."

Li Mao decisively agreed and accompanied the two ambulances to the emergency department of the People's Hospital nearest to Yanjiang Avenue.

There were two people injured in this traffic accident. The old farmer had skin trauma, so he could just bandage it. Mr. Sun's condition was serious and he was still unconscious at this moment and needed to stay in the hospital for observation.

As for the drunk fat man, he was just drunk too much and was pushed into an empty ward by the nurse.

After a while, the traffic police arrived. After asking the ambulance commander, they found Li Mao who was staying by Mr. Sun's side.

One of the older policemen asked: "Mr. Li, do you know the injured?"

"That's right, this lady is Sun Qian, deputy president of Jiangdong Commercial Bank Haining Branch. I have worked in this unit before, so I have seen her."

Li Mao was taking the transcripts truthfully, but there was a hint of excitement in his heart.

By chance, he saved Mr. Sun's life. It is unclear whether there are any benefits, but it is definitely not a bad thing.

"Where is that other middle-aged man?"

The policeman suddenly put down the recording pen in his hand and asked with bright eyes, his eyes also becoming sharper.

Li Mao was shocked, not understanding why the other party suddenly became serious, and answered honestly: "I don't know you, I haven't seen you before. Maybe you are Mr. Sun's friend or client, or you are husband?"

"I used to be just an employee of the branch below and I didn't know much about the branch leaders."

"Oh, so that's how it is." Another policeman next to him nodded at his colleague.

The person who took the transcription turned on the recorder again, "Since that's the case, thank you Mr. Li for your cooperation and your enthusiasm and help."

"It should be, it should be." Li Mao laughed awkwardly.

Seeing that he had no intention of getting up, the police spoke again: "Mr. Li, it's getting late, otherwise you can go back and rest first. We will notify you if you need it."

Li Mao originally wanted to stay by Mr. Sun's side, and wait for the other party to wake up, the first person he met was himself, and then he explained the situation again.

I didn’t know that the police officer drove people out before the hot butt was sitting on the hot side, so it was natural that I couldn’t stand it and not leave.

So he stood up and said politely: "Okay, thank you for your hard work." He said that and walked out of the ward.

Before leaving the door, the policeman's voice came from behind again: "Wait, Mr. Li, is this dress yours?"

Looking back, the other party was holding his suit jacket in his hand, and Li Mao said gratefully: "It's mine, thank you."

It was already past four o'clock in the morning after leaving the hospital. There was no one else on the surrounding streets except the sanitation workers cleaning the road, let alone taxis.

Fortunately, the People's Hospital is not far from home, so I put on a suit jacket and walked home.

Chen Shan didn't come back, probably lived in her parents' home.

Looking at the empty two bedrooms and one living room, Li Mao sighed heavily.

In addition to his wife, he also has to face Mr. Mei's tsunami-like questioning, and he may lose his job immediately.

Westerners have a view that people are born to atone for their sins, so there are many difficulties and difficulties on the road of life.

But there is another saying that makes sense: life is hard to pass through, and you will eventually see the light when you are in the end.

But why is the barrier in front of you so difficult?

Li Mao even felt that he could not see the way forward clearly. The words "will be at a loss" best reflect his state of mind at this moment.

"Oh... I have to face it sooner or later. No matter how poor you are, you can only beg for food. If you don't die, you will eventually stand out!" Li Mao motivated himself, fell on the sofa and started to sleep.

Even if you go to the execution ground, you have to have a full meal. How can you fight with that guy Mei Liangxin if you don’t have enough energy?

That night, Li Mao fell into a deep dream. After a while, he dreamed that Ke Mao had changed his mind and rushed to sign the contract.

After a while, I dreamed that my wife and I were passionate. I was devoted to it and I was still alive.

The most outrageous thing is that his mother-in-law Hu Juan actually changed his previous bad attitude towards him, calling him son-in-law one by one, and being enthusiastic like a servant at home.

Dreams are often the opposite of reality. The reason why beautiful dreams are beautiful dreams is because they are out of reach.

With a crisp ringtone, Li Mao finally woke up from the sofa.

The darkness last night was different. At this moment, the sun was shining at home, and the warm light shone directly on Li Mao from the living room terrace, making him feel very comfortable.

He stretched his body and pulled his phone into his suit pocket. What he took out was not his own phone, but the latest iPhone.

Isn’t this the phone that called the police from Mr. Sun’s bag at the car accident last night? How could it be on him?

Li Mao shook his tired head and finally recalled everything.

My phone was smashed and the broken battery fell out. How could it sound?

Could it be that Mr. Sun woke up and couldn’t find his cell phone so he called?

Sure enough, Mr. Sun’s mobile phone displayed a string of landline numbers.

Li Mao hurriedly answered, and before he could speak, he heard a cold female voice. The other party's attitude was as cold as the voice, making people feel cold.

"Are you Li Mao? Who instructed you to take my phone? What do you want?" Leng Bingbing's voice was extremely sharp, not as good as her attitude towards her benefactor.

Li Mao stumbled and said, "I, I am Li Mao, I..."

He was a little unresponsive. Could this be the attitude he deserves to face his life-savior?

Isn’t it just a mobile phone worth thousands? Is it necessary to instruct me? How much money should I give you?

I was so angry that I was very soft-spoken, "Uh... Hello Mr. Sun, that's right. I happened to encounter you crashing into a car last night. There was a misunderstanding and accidentally brought your phone back..."

Before he finished speaking, Sun Qian on the other end interrupted anxiously and said, "If you have any conditions, just raise it directly. I like to go straight and don't try to threaten me with some messy things. I warn you that I am not a vegetarian. I hope you can think about it yourself!"

I originally thought that Mr. Sun would be grateful to him when he woke up, but I didn't expect that it would be the result.

Li Mao, who was already irritable, also got angry. He cut off the phone without saying a word, and then turned off the phone again.

"Are the big leader fucking good? "

He remembered that Mr. Sun was very gentle and treated his subordinates very kindly. Why did he treat himself like this? Could it be that he was disgusting?

"It's from Male Gobi, damn, I won't give it back to you even if I chopped my phone up!" Li Mao cursed, slapped his phone heavily on the sofa, got up and went into the bathroom.

After taking a shower, changing into clean clothes, I found my broken phone, pulled out the SIM card and inserted it into an idle old man's machine.

The phone call came as soon as the computer was turned on. The phone was called by Xiao Qian, the secretary of the general manager of Ningyuan Assets. The little girl urged anxiously: "Boss, things are not going well."

"Mr. Mei knows that your business has not been negotiated and beat the other party. He is in a hurry to get back so that the situation will not escalate."
Chapter completed!