At 2 o'clock this afternoon, I received an arrangement from the dispatcher to go to a relatively remote place for transmission line maintenance.

Because the workload was not large, I went by myself. It was already after 5 pm when I finished the work. When I went back, the right front wheel of the car was pierced by something and broke down. I didn't bring a spare tire. In front of the village and the back of the store, I called the 4s store and the insurance company successively.

As a result, the 4s store said that they could not leave the area due to the epidemic. The insurance company said that they had more business on hand, so I asked me to wait for a while.

The wait came to more than 9 o'clock in the evening, and finally at 9:57, someone from the insurance company came.

Even more outrageous things came, I said clearly on the phone that my car broke down, they didn't fucking bring a tow truck, and finally they brought me one, take me back first, and find a tow truck tomorrow.

I feel like my whole body is about to explode with anger. I’m really obsessed with it. How could such a thing happen? In the past, the 4s shop used to help me directly when there was a problem with the car. This is the first time I found an insurance company. .

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