(32, 33, and 34 are all in the group)
A few hours later.
In a hotel suite near Incheon Airport.
Song Wenbin and his trio were sitting on the plush floor of the hotel, watching the news on the hotel TV.
On the news, there was a dark crowd, and the people squeezed in the crowd screamed and struggled desperately, but could not move. The screen switched, and rows of blue body bags were placed on the ground. The people on the TV were either crying, frightened, or stunned.
A group of colleagues from the film crew and Song Wenbin's trio were sitting in various corners of the room, watching the program on TV. Some of them were chewing on their fingers and looking solemn. Some people were holding their arms, motionless and petrified, while others had a look of fear and fear on their faces.
The Korean host on the news read the improvised script with red eyes. Song Wenbin couldn't understand what she was saying, but he could feel the tremor in her words.
"Does this have anything to do with us?" Song Wenbin asked with concern.
Weining looked at the time and shook his head.
"The stampede started twenty minutes before your rally, and it was in a different location."
Song Wenbin was slightly relieved.
"Did the meeting start twenty minutes ago..."
Sutina thought of something and turned very pale.
Huo Yu looked at the broadcast on TV with an expressionless face. He stood up, took a bottle of mineral water, got into the quilt on the bed of the suite, and covered his head without watching.
This night, everyone on the program team had a bad time. The sound of ambulances coming from time to time on the street is even more heart-wrenching.
Due to the stampede, they were not allowed to leave the hotel. In fact, almost everyone in Seoul was frightened that night, and no one dared to move without permission.
The only good news may be that the stampede incident attracted everyone's attention. For a time, the Internet was filled with reports about the stampede incident and tutorials on stampede prevention. No one noticed what Song Wenbin did in Seoul.
After the three of them stayed in the hotel for a night, the time came to October 30th. According to the original plan, they would end the challenge two days later on November 1st.
But on the morning of October 30th, director Paulie came to the hotel where they were staying and said: "Pack your things and leave here quickly. The plane is waiting for us outside."
Huo Yu, who had just gotten up, was surprised. She said, "Is it going to end now? Shouldn't we wait until the challenge is over before we leave?"
"A few officials came this morning and said they would confiscate the original film we shot. I gave them some invalid copies, but I guess they won't stop there. Let's go." The director said calmly.
"Why do you want to confiscate the original film we shot?"
Huo Yu immediately reprimanded: "It must be Song Wenbin. What you did is too evil!"
Song Wenbin:......
"It has nothing to do with him, it's about Sutina's group." The director said briefly, let's go, time waits for no one.
Come and try it quickly. 】
Sutina opened her mouth in surprise.
Huo Yu asked Sutina in shock: "What did you do again?"
"Don't worry about what's going on. If you don't want to leave, prepare to stay and be interrogated." The director said impatiently.
"But….."
Huo Yu shouted anxiously: "But Bena Tire hasn't had time to pay me my salary yet. Hey, have you finished the challenge yet?"
No one answered her and the director had left.
…
Su Tina and Huo Yu felt worried and uneasy about director Baoli's words, but they really did not dare to stay in this terrible city any longer, so they immediately packed up their things and rushed to the airport.
Soon, they arrived at Incheon Airport. Different from when they arrived, perhaps because the situation was more urgent, the director did not let them go to the normal boarding building, but took a private passage, planning to leave by chartered flight from the private passage.
However, just when Song Wenbin got out of the car and was about to enter the private passage with his colleagues, he heard an anxious call from the corner of the passage.
"Big...brother..."
Song Wenbin turned around suddenly and found several figures hiding behind the pillars of the airport. Their dirty autumn clothes were a bit out of place compared to the clean and tidy airport environment.
It turned out to be Pu Yantong and the others. Somehow, they found their way here.
"Brother..."
Pu Yantong shouted again. The familiar voice lacked the previous excitement and expectation, only timid testing.
Song Wenbin was stunned and did not move.
Huo Yu and the rest of the crew were shocked. Director Baoli immediately said: "Director Huo..."
Huo Yu recognized Huang Mao. She gritted her teeth, strode to Pu Yantong, glared at him and asked, "How dare you follow me here!?"
Although Pu Yantong recognized Huo Yu, he didn't have the ferocious look he had when he fought with Huo Yu that night. He just looked past Huo Yu, looked at Song Wenbin and begged: "Brother...I...we don't mean anything else...we just feel like saying goodbye like that It’s not very good...so...I want to see you off..."
Song Wenbin let out a long sigh, shook his head, stepped forward and pulled Huo Yu away, and said coldly: How did you find this place? "
"I know that my eldest brother is going back to China...so after we discussed it last night...we all waited near the airport...after seeing your car, we chased it all the way..."
It's almost November now, the weather in Seoul is no longer warm, but Park Yantong is only wearing single clothes. Song Wenbin gritted his teeth and whispered with hatred: "How many times do I have to tell you not to be so rash? Aren't you afraid of being caught by the police when you come to the airport like this?"
"Police...Why did the police arrest me?" Pu Yantong was confused: "We have not broken any laws. The Transfer Bureau is a officially registered civil society..."
Song Wenbin's expression changed. He stepped forward and grabbed Pu Yantong's collar. He gritted his teeth and whispered, "Don't pretend to be stupid with me. You came back covered in blood that night. Do you think I don't know what you did?" "
Pu Yantong was surprised when he heard this and said: "Brother, you wrongly blamed me. I am not a murderer. That night, I was so angry that Xintiandi dared to assassinate you at the venue, so I pulled a cart of pig blood and ran to their headquarters at night. Their headquarters poured a load of pig blood on them, so they were covered in blood."
Song Wenbin's angry expression froze, and a trace of regret surged in his heart.
"You didn't kill anyone..." he murmured.
"We are a serious group that sells comfort. We have never forgotten Brother's words."
As he spoke, Pu Yantong's eyes turned red and he whispered in a trembling voice: "I said it that night. I want to be a righteous man, I don't want to be a prisoner."
Song Wenbin was silent for a long time, and finally helped Pu Yantong straighten his clothes.
The director over there was impatient and said, "Okay, Song Wenbin, we have to leave."
Song Wenbin couldn't stay long and was about to leave after helping him tidy up his collar. But Pu Yantong and several other boys from the transfer bureau held his wrist tightly and were unwilling to let go.
Huo Yu and Sutina stepped forward.
Sutina looked at Pu Yantong curiously.
Huo Yu crossed his arms and said impatiently: "Hey, let me tell you. What does it sound like for a grown man to cry? Also, what is so good about this guy that makes it worth coming to the airport to see him off? I can tell you. This guy has many evil intentions. It’s a good thing for you to leave him. Be careful if he sells you one day and you help him count the money!”
Song Wenbin:….
Huo Yu didn't say it was okay, but when he talked about Pu Yantong, he couldn't help but burst into tears. He choked with tears and said: "I have lived in Seoul for more than 20 years. What I have seen is that chaebols are in power, the people at the bottom are inferior to pigs and dogs, the top leaders are fighting for power, and gangsters are wanton. U.S. soldiers are acting recklessly. Only my eldest brother has truly respected me and treated us as human beings..."
Huo Yu was stunned.
Sutina silently took out a few tissues from her bag and handed them to Pu Yantong.
"Brother, I want to be a righteous man, I want to be a true righteous man... I don't want to go on like this anymore..." Pu Yantong cried tremblingly.
Song Wenbin was touched. He leaned against Pu Yantong's ear and whispered in a voice that only they could hear: "There is an old saying in China that princes and generals should rather have their own kind. It's a good thing that you have the desire to change your mind, but you need to wait. You need to hibernate, you need to accumulate strength, and you need to wait for the opportunity.”
Pu Yantong choked up: "Brother, what if there is no chance..."
Song Wenbin shook his head and sighed: "Time is also fate."
After saying that, he patted Park Yantong on the shoulder, turned and walked towards Incheon Airport. Soon, there were shouts from behind him.
"Brother!!"
"Brother!!"
"Brother!!"
"Brother!!"
Pu Yantong and the backbone of the Transfer Bureau stood at the entrance of the airport and bowed deeply to Song Wenbin.
But Song Wenbin didn't look back. He was no longer Pu Yantong's eldest brother, nor was he a righteous man. As a banned anchor, he feels that ordinary daily life in China is more suitable for him.
