Chapter 2 — Ten Calls At 3:00 A.M

“What do you say?” “Don't pretend! It's definitely you! I just pasted your phone number, do you have to go to this extent?” The surrounding colleagues raised their heads one after another. All eyes are focused in this direction. Old Chu also stuck his head out. I didn't panic at all. "Mr. Tien, you said I hit your car. Is there any evidence?" "Who else besides you? Who have I offended?" I leaned back in the chair, spreading my hands. "You put my phone number on your car, and every morning someone calls and scolds me. Do you think the only person you're guilty of is me?" He paused. "What do you mean?" "It means your car is parked haphazardly everywhere every day, blocking emergency exits, blocking the way. in front of someone else's house, blocking the walkway. Those who were blocked called my number but couldn't find the car owner, of course they would vent their anger on the car. "I stood up. "The person who hit your car was the one you blocked. It has nothing to do with me." Tien Thang's face turned red like pig liver. "Damn, you're lying!" "You're talking softly." I pointed around. "Everyone is a colleague." He took a deep breath, lowered his voice, gritted his teeth and said: "Calls to the number. Why didn't you explain to the caller? Did you deliberately not answer the phone, making them think they couldn't contact the car owner? "I laughed. "Mr. Tien, I explained. I explained to each caller that it wasn't my car, the phone number was posted by someone else." I took out my phone. "There are more than ten call records here. Every time I answer, I say it's not my car." I looked straight into his eyes. I don't believe it. People say the number is mine, so I have to take responsibility." "That's..." "What is that? That's the consequence of your own doing. You put my number on your car, pushing the consequences of parking your car indiscriminately on me. Now you blame me?" Tien Thang's lips trembled. Can't say a word. The people next to him started whispering. "What? Did he put someone else's number on his car?" "Damn it, can you still do that?" "Being beaten is worth it..." Tien Thang looked around, his face changing from blue to white. Suddenly he raised his voice eight tones high: "To Vien! I don't need to know! You must compensate me! Your number, your responsibility!" I put my hand in my pocket. "Okay." "You... what?" "I said okay. I think it's my responsibility, okay." I took out the phone from my pocket. "So now we call the police. Let the police decide." Tien Thang's face stiffened. "Within a week, your car was parked. illegally three times on Dong Hoa Street, blocking the emergency exit twice on Trung Son Street, occupying the sidewalk in front of our residential area four times. The people who were blocked all called, I have a history in my phone."I swiped the screen. "Moreover, the last caller, I still have his number. He told me himself that he broke your car."I turned the phone to show Tien Thang. "If you want to report to the police, I can provide the person's contact information. "Let him compensate you for the car repair." Tien Thang's eyes lit up. "But..." I stopped. "But the police will definitely ask why this person called my number. Why did my phone number appear on your car?" Tien Thang's eyes darkened again. "At that time, how will you explain to the police? You openly posted my phone number on the car, causing me to continuously be called by strangers for a week." harassment every night?" My voice was very calm. "In law, what is this act called? Infringing on citizens' personal information, right?" Tien Thang's face turned pale. "Also, every day you park your car illegally, and people smash your car

If you find someone to beat the car, the other party will definitely say: 'I called the car removal number first, many times but no one came to move the car.'" I laughed. "So the police will ask: Why can't the car removal number be contacted? Why paste someone else's number? Why did the car owner intentionally hide his contact information? "I took a step forward. "Mr. Tien, what is this behavior of yours called? Intentionally avoiding the obligation to move the vehicle, indirectly leading to damage to other people's property? Or intentionally use other people's information to avoid your own responsibility?" The hallway was so quiet that you could clearly hear the beeping sound of the air conditioner. The corner of Tien Thang's mouth twitched. "You... don't threaten me here..." "I'm not threatening you." I shrugged. "I'm just analyzing." "So what do you say?" "How?" I looked at him. "First, today I have to change the car removal phone number to your number. Second, your car being damaged has nothing to do with me, you can handle it yourself. Third..."I patted his shoulder. Imitated the gesture he used to tap mine last week. "Don't be so petty, brother. Everyone is colleagues, we help each other." Tien Thang's face twitched. It was like he had just swallowed a live fly. He stood still in place, opening his mouth several times to say something. Finally, he punched the edge of my desk.