"What do you mean? You scraped it."

The driver heard the meaning of Muchu's flute, and he was in a hurry.

All the cars in the Lujiazhuang residence have been closely checked and registered. If Mu Chudi refuses to admit it, the pot will need to be carried by himself.

The car was insured, but if it alarmed the managers in the main house, the job would be gone.

Unless you pay for repairs.

It's a luxury car. It may cost him half a year's salary just to repair it.

How can drivers accept this?

Mu Chudi saw the driver's veins burst up, as if he would like to come...