Bab 862: 857 Didn't expect it to be the little boss

"What does a box of oil mean to them? It has nothing to do with me," he scoffed at Gu Chen, as if finding Gu Chen's words amusing.

It was clear that the coldness in his eyes was not feigned.

This guy trying to evoke any sympathy from him was utterly impossible.

Initially, Gu Chen had wanted to have a reasonable talk with the guy, but now he realized that there seemed to be no point in saying anything at all.

After all, such scum wouldn't change just because of a few words.

However, the words Gu Chen had just spoken resonated with quite a few of the drivers present.

To them, a box of oil was extremely important; nearly every one of them had experienced oil theft.

Each time their oil was stolen, it felt like they were plunged into despair.

Despite all their efforts, they could never prevent these incidents.

The oil seemed to disappear as though it could seep through any barrier, always finding a chance to drain away their livelihoods.