Since she was the closest witness to the car crash, the police had come to ask her what happened.
Xu Shengxia cooperatively told them what she had seen. Afterward, she made a request of her own:
"Officer, my car has a flat tire and I can't go anywhere. Could you give me a ride in your police car?"
The police officer glanced at the large pile of assorted items behind her, then asked:
"Where are you headed?"
Xu Shengxia replied, "Either Ye City or Zhe City would be fine. Which one is on your way?"
The officer looked troubled.
"I'm sorry, ma'am. We're from a nearby county precinct. Neither of those places are on our way."
But after another glance at Xu Shengxia's face, he added a roundabout offer:
"Alternatively, you could come with me to the station first. Once my shift is over, I can give you a ride wherever you want to go in my personal car."
Beauty was a passport to all conveniences. This was true for everyone.
There were almost no exceptions.
