Chapter 273 Asking for Alva's Help_1

Tatum walked up to the traffic police, grinning, "My friend and I are in a hurry. Can we get through?"

The man, who was likely in charge, gave Tatum a once-over. Sarcastically he said, "Who do you think you are? Do you imagine these roads were built by your family, and the traffic police are here for favors? Is that so?"

Tatum replied casually, "No, I am just negotiating with you." Then he handed a cigarette to the man with a grin, "Brother, can you do us a favor? We have pressing circumstances."

"Who isn't in a hurry when driving on the highway? Isn't it unfair to others if we give you special treatment?" The traffic officer accepted Tatum's cigarette which changed his attitude significantly. He patiently replied, "From the way you smoke fine tobacco and drive a Land Rover and Maserati, not to mention wearing Pierre Cardin, you both look wealthy. Why not take the express lane? It would be much better."