As Hong Dali's dedicated driver, Wang Mingyu naturally had to report such an important matter to his superior. While the others were busy, he quickly stepped aside and pulled out his phone to make the call.
The call was quickly connected, and Hong Weiguo's low voice was heard. He said, "Old Wang, what happened?"
Wang Mingyu glanced at the Hong Dali laughing. He gulped and said, "Old Master, I think Young Master Dali has done something incredible. Do you still remember the old man who knocked off our rearview mirror some time ago?"
Since the man had damaged the rearview mirror of one of his family cars, Hong Weiguo naturally conducted a check on the man to make sure that he was not a threat. "Old man? The one named Wang Daming? He seems like an ordinary hairdresser. The report did mention that he practices martial arts every morning. What about him?"
Wang Mingyu muttered, "That old man knocked off our rearview mirror again today…"