The middle-aged man nodded slightly with a smile, but this could not hide the fierce and vicious look in his eyes. Now he seemed to understand what the god brother meant. What the god brother said did make sense. If he dared He will definitely not get any good results if he messes around, because he knows what he committed, and if he is caught, it will be enough for him to drink two pots.
"Okay, okay, let's all leave. There's nothing to see..." Brother Gan persuaded the middle-aged man to come down and said to the drivers watching the excitement. After speaking, he glanced at the red-faced big truck driver standing in front of him. : "How's the car? Can it still start?"
"No way, brother, the engine is probably damaged..." The young truck driver shook his head and replied truthfully, his eyes full of gratitude. Brother Gan had just helped him get out of the predicament, and he had already gotten into the car as he looked away. The three bald lads scratched their heads a little regretfully: "Well... thank you just now, Brother Ha. If it weren't for you, I don't know what would have happened..."
"Don't talk about this now. Let's figure out how to deal with the aftermath. Have you called the police?" Brother Gan waved his hand and glanced at the three bald lads who had just gotten into the car, and found that they were looking at the place eagerly. , he saw the corner of Brother Gan's mouth curled up slightly, as if he was sneering, and he knew that things were not that simple.
"I reported it. I reported it just after the collision. It's been almost an hour and I still haven't come. Hey...why am I so unlucky? Such a bad thing happened to me again. My wife and children are still at home waiting for the New Year. , this is such a shit year!” The young truck driver was obviously encountering this kind of thing for the first time and had no experience at all, so he scratched his head in a panic.
"With the current weather and road conditions, I'm afraid it will take a little longer. If you call us again and ask the traffic police to tow you away, we can't just keep fighting here!" After listening, Brother Gan nodded and continued, starting from the nearest service. It only takes an hour to get here. As long as the tow truck comes, it will be much easier. The only thing Brother Gan is worried about now is whether the traffic police will send out the police in this weather.
As soon as Brother Gan finished speaking, the young truck driver took out his mobile phone and dialed the traffic police number. After a few beeps, a delicate female voice came: "Hello, this is the Haiping Expressway Traffic Police Service Center. , what can I do for you?"
"You... hello miss, I am still the driver of the big truck. Now my car has crashed into the green belt. I called you an hour ago. You said you would send someone to deal with it right away. Why haven't they arrived yet? It's been blocked for almost a thousand meters now..." the young truck driver asked quickly.
"We have already informed the traffic police team in the harbor service area about this matter. They said they will dispatch the police immediately. I am not sure about the specific situation. Please contact xxxxxxx for details. I wish you a pleasant journey, sir!" The operator gave the young driver a phone number. I hung up the phone in a hurry.
"Hey, hey...hey..." The young truck driver shouted into the phone as soon as he heard the blind tone coming from the phone. Then he closed the phone angrily and cursed: "I had a nice trip, I had a nice trip!" It’s a thing that eats people’s food but doesn’t do anything to help others!”
"What's going on?" When Brother Gan saw that he was so angry, he knew something was up to him and looked at him and asked.
"They said that they have notified the traffic police in the service area. If you ask the traffic police about the specific situation, they have nothing to do! They are very active when collecting money. When something happens, one will run faster than the other. You push him and he will push you. It doesn't matter. A good thing, but a bunch of worms who eat people's food and do nothing for others!" The young truck driver looked up at Brother Gan and cursed cynically.
"Stop nagging. Is there a phone number for the traffic police team in the service area? Call it quickly!" Brother Gan said, taking out his mobile phone and expecting this young truck driver to do something. He had to mess up the matter. Damn it. There is a use for scolding the mother, but the more important thing is to solve the problem: "Tell me the phone number of the traffic police team!"
Upon hearing this, the young truck driver quickly played back the recording of the call and told Brother Gan the number of the traffic police team. After dialing, Brother Gan put the phone to his ear and waited. A middle-aged male voice came out after more than ten seconds. : "Who?"
"Taxpayers!" Brother Gan said three words in a loud voice.
"Taxpayer? Are you sick? If you have something to say, tell me quickly. If nothing happens, hang up. I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. I will sue you for obstructing official business!" The person on the phone sneered and replied loudly, his words full of strong emotions. of impatience.
"Sue me for obstructing official duties? Haha, I'm going to sue you for your inaction! The big guy here got into a car accident and they called the police for an hour. Why haven't you come yet?" His adjutant's face might be able to scare ordinary people. Ordinary people, but it has no deterrent effect on Brother Qian. Instead, it will arouse Brother Qian's anger, so he only heard Brother Qian reprimanding loudly.
"You fucking crashed your car, are you still reasonable?! Let me tell you, the weather and road conditions tonight are not suitable for dispatching the police at all. You should handle it on your own!" The man suddenly became arrogant when he heard that he was asking for support. Niubi scolded Brother Gan, he really regarded Brother Gan as his food, and he could eat whatever he wanted.
"Let your leader answer the phone, I won't listen to your rambling!" Brother Gan is too lazy to talk nonsense with this little shrimp. A little traffic policeman actually thinks of himself as a boss. If you get angry with him, Brother Gan is afraid that he will lose his value. .
"Who are you? Give it to our leader. Are you able to see our leader whenever you want?! He is busy now and has no time to talk to you!" The other party continued to mock, as if he was a superior Shangguan master.
Brother Gan snorted coldly: "I'll give you one minute to get your leader to answer the phone right away, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"
"Hey, this is the first time I heard that someone dared to be rude to the police. I want to see how you can be rude today!" The person on the phone smiled disdainfully, and then hung up with a bang. Telephone.
The young truck driver kept looking at Brother Gan carefully, and saw Brother Gan's face getting worse and worse. Finally, he put away his phone and said to himself coldly: "Okay, since you brought it on yourself, then... Don't blame me for being rude!" After saying that, he put his phone in his pocket.
"What's going on, brother? Are they refusing to come? I knew that was the case. I know these people very well!" The young truck driver continued to curse and gritted his teeth, as if no official in his eyes was a good official. !
Brother Gan ignored him and turned around and walked behind him. Seeing this, the young truck driver hurriedly followed him, thinking that Brother Gan had something to do. He saw Brother Gan go to each car and knock on the door twice. He got out of the car and lowered the window and shouted loudly: "The traffic police said they didn't have time to deal with this matter for us, so they let us waste time here. I think everyone should report it and make a complaint! Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll have to file a complaint this year." On the road!"
Zhang Dabiao didn't quite understand what Brother Gan was going to do at first, but after listening to Brother Gan's shouts and the driver and passengers who were cursing each other and taking out their mobile phones to make calls, he immediately secretly admired this in his heart. It's a great trick. The power of the masses is immeasurable. As long as everyone takes action and things get serious, you won't have to worry about no one taking care of it.
After Gan Ge shouted all the way, the car was blocked for more than a thousand meters. Almost all the car owners and passengers got out of the car and stamped their feet to call the traffic police service center. In an instant, the number of alarm calls in the service center was almost full. Well, the sweet-voiced police officer who answered the call just now almost lost his voice, but the calls still kept coming one after another.
"Hey, what's going on with you traffic police? Can you do some human work? We're almost freezing to death in traffic here!"
"I said we pay taxes every day and we just leave you to eat and drink, or something? This has been stuck in traffic for more than an hour. Come and deal with it quickly, or I will call the higher authorities to sue you!"
"Don't bother me with these phony beauties. Let me tell you, my brother-in-law's brother-in-law is from the traffic police bureau of our province. If you don't do anything, believe it or not, I will ask him to remove your boss!"
As the saying goes, there are all kinds of people, no matter they are cheating or being soft-hearted, anyway, everyone has only one idea, which is to go home for the New Year. Whoever blocks everyone's way home for the New Year is everyone's common enemy. After all the hard work, the effect was very obvious. Just now, most people were blaming the young driver, but now almost all the fingers are pointed at the inactive traffic police.
Brother Gan and Zhang Dabiao came to the Toyota commercial vehicle and saw the young truck driver following them. They said to him: "Okay, you go back first. Don't worry, they will be here soon." of!"
"Thank you...thank you brother...thank you..." The young truck driver also saw that his brother was helping him, otherwise he would just be wasted here, not to mention the drivers of the cars behind him. If he didn't bother him, even the truckload of New Year's goods would be enough to compensate him. It was promised that it would be delivered on the 29th. If the traffic jam continued like this, he would be in breach of contract.
"Go back, there's nothing to thank you for, I just want to go home quickly to celebrate the New Year!" Brother Gan waved his hand, took out his cigarette and gave it to Zhang Dabiao and said with a smile: "Is everything okay just now, Uncle Zhang?"
"It's okay, just that kid. He looks pretty strong, but he's still a little short of heat. But those three people are not easy to deal with. There is murderous intent in their eyes. They probably killed people in their hands..." Zhang Dabiao took the cigarette. He sniffed it intoxicated, lit it, took a big sip and replied seriously, he had killed many people when he was in the army and fought with the Vietnamese, and he could tell immediately whether there were lives or not.
"Haha, don't worry, Uncle Zhang. We'll take care of those three guys later. The most important thing now is to clear the road first. Otherwise, if we do it now, we might cause trouble, and there are so many people here. It would be troublesome if something unexpected happened!" Brother Gan replied with a slight smile, thinking that people who have been on the battlefield and fought are different, and you can tell it at a glance.
"Xiao Qian, what do you think those three guys do? I don't look like a local..." Zhang Dabiao frowned as if he was thinking about something, and looked at Brother Qian in confusion as he took a long drag on his cigarette.
Brother Qian thought for a moment and blew out smoke: "Well...if I read correctly, he should be selling fans..."