"Drive, inspection!" a chubby traffic cop, along with two slightly thinner officers, approached holding measuring devices. The driver was Yang Haoming, who looked bitterly at Yu Jingxi sitting next to him in the passenger seat.
Yu Jingxi was also extremely anxious. He knew the leaders in the traffic department, and if there were any issues usually, he could ask them for help.
But at this moment, so many people on the road were watching, and even if he called them, it would be too late!
Helpless, he pressed his lips and thought for a moment. In the end, he could only say resignedly, "Roll down the window. Let them check."
"Okay." Yang Haoming nodded, but because he was afraid that Yu Zexiao in the back might be discovered, he rolled down the window very slightly, almost like a thief, with the window barely open.
The chubby traffic cop immediately found this suspicious upon seeing it!
Who rolls down their window so cautiously? Clearly, something's fishy!
