Sister Lin looked at Mrs. Mo so stubborn, and knew that she couldn't persuade her.
Now she only hopes that Mo Shixiu can come back soon and end this farce.
Young master, you can come back quickly, sister Lin prayed silently in her heart.
*
After Mo Shixiu hung up Jiang Luoli's phone, he looked at the car accident that had not been dealt with in front of him. He frowned tightly and asked the driver in front of him: "when can this road be opened?"
When he was just on his way home, he had a car accident.
The road was blocked.
Mo Shixiu has been blocked for nearly ten minutes.
If it was normal, he would not be in a hurry.
But now he is not calm at the thought of Jiang Luoli, who is still waiting for him at home.
"Sir, the car in front has not moved. I guess I can't leave for a while. If you are in a hurry to go home, sir, we can make a detour. "
"Detour? How long does it take to make a detour back? "
"It could take about an hour. The detour is far away, but there should be no more traffic jams. "
An hour?
My eyebrows are tight when I'm writing.
That's not going to work.
He couldn't let Jiang Luoli wait for him so long, and he didn't feel at ease.
Mo Shixiu looked at the long motorcade that was still blocked outside the car window. Without hesitation, he took out his mobile phone and dialed a call.
Soon, there picked up, came a respectful voice: "minister."
"I'm stuck in XX street now. I have to go home immediately. You can arrange it."
A moment later, Mo Shixiu hung up.
Less than five minutes after he hung up, a police car whistling to his Rolls Royce.
The police car stopped and out of the car came a middle-aged man in uniform. With a look of deference on his face, the middle-aged man came to the door of the rear compartment of Rolls Royce.
The window is half open.
The man looked into the car and saw the person sitting in the car. He immediately bent down, lowered his head and called respectfully: "minister Mo, I have transferred a car for you. Please follow me to get on the car."
Inside the car, Mo Shixiu looked at the person standing outside the car and immediately got up and got out of the car.
As soon as he got out of the car, several police officers came to protect him and helped him get on the next police car.
Mo Shixiu has a special identity. The police are afraid that he will be recognized when he gets off the bus, which will cause a sensation, so they arrange several people to protect him from getting on the bus.
But even so, someone recognized Mo Shi.
His height of one meter and eight meters is higher than that of the police officers. Walking with the police officers is the visual effect of standing out from the crowd.
When I recognized Mo, I repaired several cars parked beside him.
"Well, that man looks so familiar. He seems to have seen him somewhere."
"Isn't that our minister of national security, Mo Shixiu, sitting in the Rolls Royce next to us?"
"It's really Mo Shixiu. If something happened to him, he seemed to be in a hurry. "
"Mo Shi repaired the police car and left by another road."
"No wonder we're all stuck here, but he can go in a police car. It turns out that he is mo Shixiu. I'll tell you who is so powerful and can have such special treatment. "
*
At this time, sitting on the police car, although Mo Shixiu was no longer blocked by the traffic jam, his eyebrows were still locked.
He didn't worry that Mrs. Mo would take Jiang Luoli away.
As long as Jiang Luoli stays in his study and doesn't open the door for them, they can't take people away.