Ten minutes later, Zheng Keji's car quickly got stuck. He wasn't surprised by the frequent traffic jams in the city. Calmly, he looked at the view outside the car.
The two cars had been stuck on the road for more than ten minutes and hadn't moved. The cab driver, feeling bored, turned on the radio. The station promptly reported the real-time traffic conditions: "At 2:15 this afternoon, there was a multi-car collision involving 11 vehicles near Golden Light Alley on Wuzhou Avenue. We advise all drivers to detour if heading through this area."
The cab driver exclaimed in surprise: "Damn, I said it was jammed. I couldn't move for over ten minutes. Turns out, it's eleven cars. That's a line of eleven cars. What a mess, my mom..."
Brother Min frowned, "How long will it be jammed?"
The cab driver glanced out the window, saying, "It's five or six kilometers from the accident scene. It's too long. I suggest taking a detour. Otherwise, I won't be responsible for running late!"
