Ma Qiang was looking at the glass, when a Land Rover guard came down. He was about forty years old, wearing a gray jacket and sunglasses. He was holding a stack of paper in his hand. When he saw Song Wenbin appearing, he immediately waved.
Song Wenbin came to the man, and the man blamed him: "Why did you come now?"
"Traffic jam."
Song Wenbin said,
The man looked at his watch, frowned and said, "Come earlier next time, I'll be waiting for you."
Song Wenbin thought that these people only sent out the notice one hour in advance. It would be a good thing for him to come here, but he was still picky.
Ma Qiang came forward happily, took out a pack of Nanjing 95 from his pocket and handed it around, but no one except the middle-aged man and Song Wenbin took it. Song Wenbin held the cigarette to his ears without smoking.
"This is your agent."
The assistant on the side helped the middle-aged man light a cigarette.
Before Song Wenbin could say anything, Ma Qiang immediately said, "Assistant and driver."
Song Wenbin glanced at him appreciatively.
"Assistant, please go back first. We don't have assistants on this show."
The man took a puff of cigarette and said.
Ma Qiang was stunned, a trace of annoyance flashed across his face. Someone immediately invited Ma Qiang to the back of the Land Rover.
At this time, Huo Yu also brought the white-haired girl to Song Wenbin. She said to the middle-aged man: "Everyone is here."
The middle-aged man then picked up a piece of paper and read: "In recent years, there have been more and more cars on China's roads, and China's local automobile industry has also begun to flourish. But despite this, China's cars have become more popular abroad. The market share is not high, so in this pilot episode, the program team decided that the three of you will each choose a hot-selling car from China and send it to Nigeria, the most populous country in Africa, to show the Nigerian people that domestically produced cars are hot-selling cars. The performance of the car. And if it is sold in Nigeria, the guest who makes the most profit will receive a cash reward of 100,000 yuan."
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Wenbin's cell phone vibrated.
Song Wenbin subconsciously picked up his phone and took a look at it, and found that there was a large transfer on his WeChat. It came from a staff member of the Seal Group, and the amount was 50,000.
Seeing someone transferring money, Song Wenbin was instinctively happy at first. But when he thought of that man's words, his happiness disappeared instantly, and he was confused for a moment.
"Hug...sorry? Can you say that again? Where to go?"
Song Wenbin was shocked.
"Nigeria."
The middle-aged man said.
Nigeria? Going to Africa?
Song Wenbin was stunned. This was something he had never done in his dreams. It was so outrageous. If it weren't for the photography equipment around him and the name of Seal Entertainment, he would almost have thought that he had joined some kind of MLM organization.
Next to Song Wenbin, Huo Yu and the white-haired girl also received the transfer.
Huo Yu was a little more normal. The white-haired girl almost covered her face and said in shock: "What!? What? What? Going to Africa?? Oh my God! I thought I was taking pictures of the surrounding scenery for evaluation or something like that. !”
Huo Yu was also a little embarrassed. She said: "Director Bao, the program team has been planning for so long and they actually let us go to a place like this? That place is very messy. There are Ebola, AIDS, malaria, not to mention the epidemic. Now. Wouldn’t it be..." to go to a place like that now?
Every time Huo Yu said a word, the expression on the white-haired woman's face became more frightened, and in the end she could only hold Huo Yu's arm tightly.
But the middle-aged man looked extremely cold. After smoking half a cigarette, he stamped it out and said calmly: "I am not responsible for your consciousness. I am only responsible for shooting and conveying the instructions of the planning department. Now, I only say Once, I won’t say it again in the future. After the filming of the show starts, you must implement all the requirements of the program team to the letter. If you are unwilling to implement, you can withdraw at any time."
Song Wenbin looked around and found that there were several cameras facing him not far away, and they had already started filming. Only then did he realize that he had not been deceived and that this program was for real. Although it was incredible, he estimated that he was really going to Africa.
He silently took the cigarette off his ear and put it in his pocket to prevent being photographed.
"Can...can you quit...?"
the white-haired woman asked cautiously.
"Okay." The middle-aged man said calmly, "It's written in the agreement, you can read it yourself."
After saying that, he got into the Land Rover with a bang and never got out again.
The remaining three people were left looking at each other.
After a while, Song Wenbin asked: "Are you quitting?"
The white-haired girl shook her head and said with extreme grievance: "I can't refund... It is written in the agreement that the liquidated damages are calculated at 300%, and it is calculated at 300% of the production cost... Although I haven’t filmed it yet, but these people, these equipment..."
The girl paused and complained: "It's too scary. I really thought I was just taking pictures in the surrounding area and wandering around the province at most. I didn't expect... to actually go to such a far place... God , I didn’t bring any clothes with me, what should I do...Why didn’t this program team mention it and inform me? How could they do anything like this..."
Song Wenbin disagreed with many of the views of modern women, but he had to say that what this white-haired girl said was what he felt too.
They were gathered together without saying a word, and they were asked to go to Africa as soon as they met. If they didn't go, they would be asked to pay huge compensation. In his twenty-five years of life, he has never seen such a domineering style. Judging from the first impression, the favorability of Song Wenbin's program team has dropped to rock bottom.
Huo Yu on the side hesitated to speak. After a while, she sighed and murmured: "I knew these people would not make it easy for me, Su Su, don't think about it anymore, it has happened."
Looking at the cameras around her, the white-haired girl had no choice but to put away her frustration. However, she looked at the extra money on her phone and wondered: "But they asked us to buy a car, and they also want to buy a hot-selling car. In the end, we were only given 50,000 yuan...Although I have never bought a car, what kind of hot-selling car can 50,000 yuan buy..."
"Definitely buying a used car."
Song Wenbin said, "Otherwise it would be impossible to bring us to Annan. This is the largest second-hand car trading market in this area."
"Yes." Huo Yu said: "It's just...even a second-hand car is too shabby. This is a program to promote culture and let us go out, but in the end we were only allowed to buy a second-hand car worth 50,000 yuan. Wouldn't it be a disgrace to China if we go out?"
Song Wenbin was silent. He didn't care whether he was embarrassed or not. He was going crazy driving a 50,000 yuan second-hand car to Nigeria. Can he come back alive after driving there?
"Forget it, it's here now."
The white-haired girl recovered surprisingly quickly. After a brief moment of sadness and anger, she suddenly cheered up and said with bright eyes: "Buying a car, or buying a car at public expense, is actually quite interesting when you think about it. Huo Yu, do you want to buy it together?"
Huo Yu nodded: "Let's go."
"Then, see you later."
The white-haired girl waved to Song Wenbin and entered the market in Annanan with Huo Yu. Several photographers followed behind them with their cameras.
Song Wenbin looked at his phone and wanted to ask the photographer on the side if he could bring someone to buy it with him, but the photographer always kept a certain distance from him, as if he was carrying some infectious disease, and did not get close at all. No answer.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Song Wenbin waved to Ma Qiang in the distance. When Ma Qiang saw Song Wenbin greeting him, he was a little uneasy and asked the crew members on the side if he could go over, but the crew members ignored him and just went about their own business in silence.
With uneasiness, Ma Qiang came to Song Wenbin. Fortunately, no one stopped them.
Song Wenbin briefly explained the program team's ideas to Ma Qiang, and Ma Qiang was amazed after hearing it.
"Good guy, the person who came up with the idea of driving a car to Africa for 50,000 yuan must be a beast." Ma Qiang said with some gloating.
"Come on." Song Wenbin said: "Now you are my golden finger, my portable grandfather. Come on, use your ten years of experience in the industry and tell me which is the best domestically produced second-hand car worth 50,000 yuan? which one?"
"Wuling Hongguang."
Ma Qiang blurted out almost without thinking.
Song Wenbin: "...Really or not, no joke...Can that car drive in Africa...?"
"Who's kidding you?"
Ma Qiang was surprised, "Didn't you say that the winner can get a cash reward of 100,000 yuan, regardless of the quality of the car, your ultimate goal is to go to Africa and sell the car, right?"
"Yes."
"That won't happen."
Ma Qiang shrugged: "Let me tell you this, I have lost nearly 300,000 yuan this year in the second-hand luxury car business, but those in the low-end car business have not been affected at all. The more this Cheap cars are easier to sell, and this car is the best-selling one."
Song Wenbin's eyes lit up after listening to Ma Qiang's words: "It makes sense, but this is the Chinese market. Can Wuling Hongguang sell so well in the African market?"
"I don't know that."
Ma Qiang shrugged: "We have never been to Africa, and I probably won't be able to go to Africa in this life."
Song Wenbin thought that Ma Qiang's words were probably correct, so he followed him into Annan. The environment inside Annan is complicated. There are people selling all kinds of cars, including second-hand luxury cars, trucks, off-road vehicles, motorcycles, and even speedboats. Of course, the most popular among them are the small commercial vans that are everywhere.
Not long after, Song Wenbin saw many Wuling Hongguangs in a second-hand car dealership.
Ma Qiang knew the shop owner. After a brief exchange between the three of them, the shop owner brought Song Wenbin to a dusty old car and confidently introduced: "2016 1.5-liter manual standard version, launched in 2018. 60,000 kilometers. No major accidents, no obvious losses, only 32,000, absolutely the best value for money, you will not find a better second-hand car than this car in Annan."
This car was no different from the cars Song Wenbin usually saw on the road. He really never imagined that one day he would take this thing to Africa.
"try it."
Ma Qiang stretched out his hand skillfully.
The boss gave him the key, so Ma Qiang and Song Wenbin entered the car and took turns trying it out. Song Wenbin was quite satisfied with the car, although there was a strange smell of plastic and knitwear in the car and there was constant noise. , but Song Wenbin has no extravagant expectations for a car worth 30,000 yuan.
After getting off the car, Ma Qiang took out a pack of Yuxi from his pocket and handed it to the boss. He said, "The car is okay, but the noise is a bit loud. To be honest, I can't pay such a high price for a car with 60,000 kilometers." , thirty thousand or so."
The boss shook his head like a rattle.
"30,000? You're talking nonsense. I'm an expert and I have nothing to do with you. I paid more than 31,000 for this car. You plan to sell it to you at a loss."
"Thirty-one thousand, it's a bit expensive. If I go down there and get the price for this car, even thirty-one is too expensive. Please tell me."
"What are you talking about? If you don't have to cut it, it's only thirty-two thousand. It's really up to you to do it. I'll sell it to others for thirty-three thousand."
"Well, I won't talk to you anymore. My brother needs the car urgently. If it's 30,000 yuan, I'll sell it. If not, I'll go to another house. I'll ask you to collect it after my brother uses it up."
"No, no, thirty thousand to ten is too low."
...
After some hard work, Song Wenbin won this Wuling Hongguang for a price of 31,300.
