C279 Traffic Jam
C279 Traffic Jam
"Peng City University Principal Guo Wensheng?" After hearing the mission issued by the system, Shang Liang could not help but be taken aback, and muttered to himself: "Could the person who was in the ambulance just now be Peng City University Principal Guo Wensheng?"
Just as Shang Liang was deep in thought, the system had already started counting down. "Quest countdown, 29: 58, 57: 56..."
"I'll go!" Once Shang Liang saw the System display screen, he immediately ran to the bottom of the dormitory. He quickly opened the car door, got into the McLaren P1 and rushed to First People's Hospital of Peng City.
After exiting the Peng City University, he had originally thought that he could smoothly reach the First People's Hospital of Peng City, but in the end, Shang Liang encountered a traffic jam.
"Why is there a traffic jam now?" Shang Liang said gloomily, "This isn't the peak period for commuting either?"
Shang Liang looked at the time, it had already been 5 minutes and he was unavoidably anxious, hence he got off the car, walked to the front and asked what was going on. After checking with the cars in front, it turned out that there had been a scuffle between two cars in front, and a local car had come to a Mercedes-Benz. Although the damage wasn't serious, the two owners were still stuck there, neither of them willing to give in.
"Ding Ling Ling …" To trigger a random quest, please clear the traffic as soon as possible and complete the quest reward of 10,000 Reputation Value. If the quest fails, the host will lose 100,000 Reputation Value! "Quest time limit: 5 minutes!"
The system once again released a random quest.
"F * ck, what kind of trashy mission is this!" Shang Liang muttered in dissatisfaction, "Only ten thousand Reputation Value will be rewarded if I finish my mission. If I don't complete it, I'll have to deduct a hundred thousand Reputation Value instead!"
However, the system did not care about Shang Liang.
Shang Liang was well aware of the system's nastiness, so he walked over to the two cars that were being scratched. He saw a young man point towards the area where the Mercedes-Benz was damaged and scolded the older car owner: "Hey, do you know what car I am in? "You've cut off a huge chunk of my body. Tell me, how should I compensate you?"
"Youngster, Uncle just learned his driving license for a while now!" The domestic car owner smiled apologetically, "What do you think? Your scrape is not serious, it's only a small piece. I'll pay five hundred dollars and we'll settle for private. You see, we've already been here for half a day, it's not good to jam the car owners behind us! "
"Five hundred dollars?" The young man said unhappily, "You are f * cking sending beggars away! "Let me tell you, this Mercedes-Benz of mine is very expensive. Even if that car of yours is sold off, it won't be worth even a single wheel of mine!"
"Then how much did you say?" the domestic owner asked.
The young man extended five fingers, and the lion opened its mouth wide and said, "Five thousand!"
"Five thousand?" The domestic owner exclaimed, "Young man, this is extortion! "Look at your car, it's just a little broken, you can just go to the repair shop and fix it. It won't even cost a thousand or eight hundred yuan. If you ask for five thousand, you can say that."
"Think what you want!" The young man grunted, "Today, if you don't give me five thousand dollars, you can forget about leaving!"
"I... I want to call the police! " The domestic car owner said angrily.
"Call the police?" The Mercedes-Benz owner coldly snorted and said with disdain, "You're reporting it. When the police come here, do you think the police will help you or me?"
With that, the young man leaned his back against the trunk of the Mercedes-Benz. He took out a cigar from his pocket and puffed out a cloud of smoke, as if he had nothing to fear.
"Young people, you have to let them go and let them go!" Seeing that the domestic owner was so anxious, Shang Liang took a step forward and looked at the young man, exhorting: "It's just a small dispute, if you make it difficult for others and cause a large jam in the rear, won't your conscience hurt?"
"I told you to mind your own business!" The young man said with disdain.
"All in all, aren't you asking for money!" Shang Liang sneered, and said: "Don't ask for the five thousand, I'll give you the five hundred thousand!"
With that, Shang Liang took out his wallet, took out a bank card from inside, and waved it in front of the young man, then continued: "My bank card, just happens to only have five hundred thousand left, my bank card's password is eight and a half hundred thousand, take it, leave the Mercedes-Benz, it's mine!"
"Are you serious?" The young man never thought that Shang Liang would be so magnanimous, and actually bought his Mercedes-Benz, feeling that it was a bit unreliable. He subconsciously looked at Shang Liang's bank card, and asked suspiciously: "Who knows if you have five hundred thousand in your bank card? It can't be a lie, right?"
Shang Liang pointed to the side of the road and said: "There's a bank there. You can take this card and go to the bank to verify whether or not I have five hundred thousand gold."
Hearing Shang Liang say that, the young man dispelled his concerns and nodded: "Alright, I believe you. Take this Mercedes-Benz!"
Shang Liang laughed, then got into the Mercedes-Benz and drove the Mercedes-Benz to the side of the road, then got out of the car and said to the domestic owner: "It's alright, have you all dispersed?"
"Huh?" The domestic owner felt like he was dreaming. He was surprised: "Sir, since this Mercedes-Benz is yours now, I will repair it for you!"
"No need." Shang Liang threw the Mercedes-Benz keys into the hands of the domestic owner, squinted his eyes, and said: "This Mercedes-Benz is for you!"
"Huh?" The domestic car owner was dumbfounded.
Shang Liang did not care about the surprised looks from the domestic car owners and the other car owners, and only walked straight back to his own McLaren P1. When the car owners saw that Shang Liang was driving the McLaren P1, they all cried out in alarm:
"I thought Mercedes-Benz was a luxury car until I saw McLaren P1!"
"What's a Maclennan P1? I've never even heard of it! "
"There are plenty of luxury cars you've never heard of. McLaren P1 is worth more than that Mercedes!"
"So this is what you call a true tycoon. Hurry up and take out your phone and start the live broadcast. Don't miss such an exciting scene!"
"…"
The wholehearted comments of these congested up car owners made Shang Liang feel extremely depressed. He frantically pressed his horn: "Are you still going or not?"