After solving the braking problem, Song Wenbin drove all the way until ten o'clock in the evening. After ten o'clock, he handed the steering wheel to the co-pilot Sutina and went to rest on the cot behind the truck, while Huo Yu went to the co-pilot to help with navigation.
Sleeping in a truck is not as comfortable as you might imagine, in fact, it is very difficult. Song Wenbin couldn't sleep well at all. The car was driving on the frozen road, bumping from time to time. There were horns blaring on the road and the conversation of the two girls in front.
But he had no choice. He had to drive and cook tomorrow, so he could only forcefully close his eyes and think about nothing. Then at one or two o'clock in the morning, Mimi Huhu fell asleep.
After sleeping for five or six hours, Song Wenbin was shaken awake. The time came to six o'clock in the morning, and the two girls in the driver's seat were very tired. Song Wenbin quickly got up, prepared a hot water kettle, and boiled water to cook noodles.
Half an hour later, the three of them parked the car on the side of the road and had a simple meal of red sausage instant noodles and a cup of yogurt. Then Su Tina went to sleep on the cot. Huo Yu, the co-pilot, came to the driver's seat and handed the map to Song Wenbin.
It was another eight hours of long driving. Fortunately, the domestic roads were really good. Eight hours later, at two o'clock in the afternoon, the three of them traveled more than 700 kilometers and arrived at Heihe, which is only separated from the Russian border by a river.
Although it was afternoon, the outside temperature shown on the car thermometer was more than 20 degrees below zero, and the world outside the car window was even whiter.
Song Wenbin woke up Sutina. After Sutina woke up, she simply brushed her teeth and washed her face in the car. Huo Yu was too tired to say anything. She had been the most miserable since last night.
After Sutina left, she couldn't wait to lie down on the small bed and fell asleep in a few seconds. Song Wenbin also tried his best to slow down the car so that she could sleep more easily.
An hour later, Song Wenbin drove a truck through Heihe City and arrived at the border.
Although it was freezing cold, there were quite a few vehicles at the border crossing. Some heavily armed officers and soldiers stood guard in a sealed glass pavilion, while a few officers and soldiers stood at the gate to check the documents of passing vehicles.
Several Dongfeng Mengshi from the director team crossed the border first, and Song Wenbin soon drove a truck over. In just twenty minutes, they arrived at Hailanpao, across the river from Heihe River.
Looking from the car, this place is almost the same as China across the river. Chinese faces are everywhere, and many shops on the streets have Chinese names.
Although Song Wenbin didn't say it, he felt in his heart that this place would definitely come back when the world is in chaos.
The director team drove the Dongfeng Mengshi in front to clear the way. Song Wenbin followed the director team, and soon they came to a long-distance freight base full of trucks.
"Song Wenbin, stop the car. We are going to announce the specific arrangements of the show here." The director's voice came from the intercom in the truck.
"Copy that." Song Wenbin replied through the truck intercom.
"Should we wake her up?" Su Tina asked Song Wenbin, pointing to Huo Yu who was sleeping soundly behind the bed.
Song Wenbin shook his head and said calmly: We can tell her when she wakes up.
"Would the director be angry?"
Sutina asked softly.
"Humph, you care about him." Song Wenbin sneered, "He is only responsible for filming, we have the final say on how the show is shot."
Su Tina looked at Song Wenbin, her eyes lit up like little stars.
After the director stopped the Dongfeng Mengshi, he set up a simple tent on the icy and snowy road. Several middle-aged drivers came out of the surrounding trucks and surrounded the tent.
These drivers are fat and fat, some have Asian faces, some have European faces, but most of them have Mongolian faces.
Song Wenbin didn't know what the director was doing and why so many people came to watch after announcing the content of the program.
So Song Wenbin and Su Tina closed the door and got out of the car together. The director took the microphone and asked: "Where is Huo Yu?"
"She's sleeping. Just tell her if you have anything to say. I'll tell her later." Song Wenbin was a little impatient. He didn't want to stay in the cold temperature of more than 20 degrees below zero for a few more seconds.
The director did not write any ink and said directly: "In the warehouse behind me, there are a lot of goods. Every year at this season, some of the frozen soil in Russia will freeze again, revealing a frozen soil road that lasts for about four months. And in In the vast interior of Siberia, many cities can only receive supplies at this time.”
As he spoke, the director took out another sugar orange, which is common in China, and said: "In Siberia, fresh fruits are the most popular commodity, and you must sell a truck of sugar oranges before Christmas. It will be delivered to Yakutsk before Christmas."
Song Wenbin feels that the director's program arrangements are understandable. But what he couldn't understand was that there was a Russian translator standing next to the director, who translated his words word for word.
Song Wenbin didn't understand why the director wanted to find a translator. It's just a gift of sugar oranges. Is it necessary to make it so formal?
"Not only that, you are accompanied by seven very professional truck drivers who will embark on this icy and snowy road with you. You need to exert the spirit of fulfilling your mission. Before these professional truck drivers arrive in Yakutsk , deliver the supplies.”
Song Wenbin looked at the tall and muscular truck drivers beside him, and couldn't help but feel a little scared. This director was really looking for trouble. He thought driving in Siberia wasn't troublesome enough, so he had to find seven strong men to accompany them.
"And the one who wins."
The director said, suddenly pulling open a red cloth on the table.
Song Wenbin's eyes widened instantly, and a dazzling light burst out.
In the biting cold wind, there were piles of coins as big as a hill on the table, neatly arranged, which was a lot more than the 300,000 reward he received during his last victory.
"Six hundred thousand."
The director is concise and to the point.
Song Wenbin felt that the severe cold around him had disappeared in an instant. If it was 600,000 yuan, he would be willing to go to the South Pole, let alone Siberia.
Not only did Song Wenbin's eyes widen, but so did the eyes of the other truck drivers next to him. They looked straight at the pile of red banknotes, and thick white mist sprayed out of their noses.
"But it's not six hundred thousand for one person."
Bao Li said calmly: "I said that this challenge will test your teamwork ability, so the three of you must go all out to win together. In this way, you will harvest these six years as a team. A reward of 100,000, but..."
The director said in a slow and drawn-out tone: "If these truck drivers arrive in Yakutsk first before you, then they will get the 600,000."
A Russian translator translated the director's words.
The scene immediately erupted into loud cheers.
The truck drivers jumped up for joy. Hugging each other and laughing as if they had already pocketed the money.
The good mood suddenly disappeared. Song Wenbin became angry and shouted: "Hey, Pauly, what's going on? It's okay to divide the money within our team, why do you give this money to people outside! This is What do you mean by the planning team!?"
"That's right." The director said calmly: "This is not only what the planning team means, but also what I mean."
"Then what do you mean!?" Song Wenbin immediately said, "Why can't you give us three vehicles and let us compete with each other to see who is faster? You have so many professional truck drivers. These people are common in ice and snow. You asked us, who have just passed the B2 exam, to compete with them and win!?"
Sutina looked at Song Wenbin worriedly.
I didn't know what to say for a while.
But the director was not angry. He just put down the microphone and asked, "Song Wenbin, what kind of program do you think this is?"
"What else could it be, a travel show?"
Song Wenbin said matter-of-factly.
Director Pauly smiled and shook his head, "Have you ever seen a travel show like this? I can tell you responsibly that this show is not as simple as an ordinary show. There are higher considerations above. If you It would be a mistake to think that this is just an ordinary show.”
"Huh? What higher consideration?"
Director Pauley said sincerely: "I can't say this for the time being. The only thing I can say is that if you fail to shoot this episode, then whether we can continue filming the next episode is another matter. So, no matter what Whether it’s for this team or your personal future, please find a way to keep winning.”
