Countless vehicles and people traveled day and night. Xie Ning witnessed a lot along the way.
He kept making phone calls. The communication in Chengdu only had problems for dozens of minutes after the earthquake started before it returned to normal.
He had already noticed what the driver was talking about. He found a friend in Chengdu to help him deal with this problem.
If the goods were really stopped at the highway intersection because of overloading, it would be a big joke.
This kind of thing that should have been fine in his imagination but ended up becoming a big joke in the end would definitely not happen to Xie Ning, who had seen all kinds of storms.
"Brother Ning, there's someone from the TV station interviewing here. It seems … it seems like they're from the provincial TV station," Xie Ning's friend from Chengdu said on the phone, feeling a little embarrassed.
Xie Ning's expression did not change at all. He only gently told the person the time to arrive at the Chengdu highway toll station.
After hanging up the phone, Xie Ning imagined all the possible accidents in his heart.
The aftershocks continued and the large trucks that carried more than ten tons and dozens of tons were constantly shaking. What were the people from the provincial TV station doing here instead of going to the frontline?
Was there martial law? No! That was because his friend in Chengdu did not mention this matter. Then …
Just as he was thinking, Xie Ning's phone rang.
Countless thoughts were quickly piecing together in his mind, trying to find the truth of the problem. He casually opened the message.
After taking a glance, Xie Ning was stunned.
"The people of Sichuan thank you for your help." The content of the message was very simple. Xie Ning, who had already become a demon, suddenly felt that his surroundings had become quiet.
The annoying roar of the truck disappeared without a trace in an instant, and only the thumping of the heartbeat could be heard in his ears.
This was just the simplest word of thanks. Xie Ning had heard it countless times in his life.
However, there had never been a message that was filled with sincere gratitude like the one he had received.
The text message sounded again. The operator directly charged 200 yuan.
At the same time as Xie Ning, the driver of the large truck also received a text message of gratitude and a phone charge.
He was also stunned.
Two grown men.
Different identities.
Different social statuses.
Different life experiences.
However, after receiving two text messages, they fell silent at the same time.
The car drove very steadily, moving forward in the silent night.
Soon, they arrived at the highway toll station.
However, the toll station in Xie Ning's eyes was about two kilometers away …
Countless private cars, large trucks, fuel tankers, and ambulances were crowded outside the toll station.
Really … Damn it! Xie Ning sighed in his heart. He opened the door and jumped out of the truck.
As he walked forward, Xie Ning wanted to see the situation on the other side.
After walking for about a hundred meters, there was a Porsche next to them. The driver was a young man. He was leaning against the car door and smoking while cursing.
"Bro, where did you come from?" Xie Ning's gentle smile was especially infectious, making people feel very friendly.
The young man glanced at him and said, "Hangzhou."
"That was fast," Xie Ning said with a smile.
The young man looked dejected. He took out a box of Nine-Five Supremes and shook it at Xie Ning.
Xie Ning touched one and lit it.
"What's the use of being fast? Who knew that even the aftershocks would be so heavy?" The young man was especially depressed. He took a deep puff of his cigarette and saw that Xie Ning had a calm temperament. It was obvious that he was a wealthy man. He looked at the huge convoy enviously and said, "Brother, you're really fast."
"It's close. I walked for a day and a night," Xie Ning said with a smile.
"After I found out about it, I drove here directly. I only found out one after another along the way … F * ck, the trunk was filled with water. There wasn't even a box of instant noodles. "The more he spoke, the more depressed he became. He simply vented his anger on the cigarette butt.
He took a deep puff, threw the cigarette butt to the ground, and stomped it out.
"How long have you been waiting in line?" Xie Ning asked what he wanted to ask.
"I've been waiting in line for half an hour. The toll station in front is no longer charging fees. I heard that they want to directly dismantle the toll station to make the traffic flow faster. No one expected there to be so many cars. Look over there. " The young man raised his hand and pointed at a row of oil tankers. He said, "I had nothing to do, so I went to watch the show. Those oil tankers have Shaanxi license plates."
Xie Ning smiled.
"It would be great if we could get a private ambulance to drive here. The ambulance can take the emergency lane and drive directly in."
"Where do we go after we go in?"
"The ambulance will go to Huaxi. I heard that the medical headquarters is located in Huaxi." The young man poured out everything he could find out. "As for the others, some are at Tianfu Square and a few delivery points for supplies."
The convoy slowly moved forward. Xie Ning and the young man chatted for a while more. When they saw the big truck driving over, they bade farewell and left.
They met by chance and did not even ask for each other's names.
"There seems to be something wrong ahead," the driver said to Xie Ning. "According to my experience, with such a long traffic flow, it will take at least four to five hours to get through."
"The toll stations are all closed. Just drive straight over," Xie Ning said.
"I knew it!" The driver slapped his thigh.
Even so, the traffic flow was still very slow.
It was like the peak of the return journey after the holiday. However, this time, the vehicles on the return journey came from all over the world. The complicated license plate numbers were too much to take in.
After nearly an hour, the big truck that Xie Ning was in finally arrived at the toll station.
The toll station was opened wide and the vehicles slowly drove in.
The cameras were working, and several cameramen wearing vests recorded the traffic flow from different angles.
When the big truck arrived, the cameramen were also a little surprised.
The twenty or so big trucks were obviously overloaded. The sound of the engines was not right.
The problem of high-speed overloading had always existed, and it was not under their control. However, the cars seen here were all in a hurry. Not to mention being overloaded, many private cars only carried a few buckets of water before they went straight on the road.
This was the first time they had seen such a 'premeditated' overloaded convoy.
"This way, this way." A staff member guided the overloaded convoy to a widened lane. Taking advantage of this moment, the reporter ran to the side of the car and extended the microphone. "Sir, where are you from?"
"Xi 'an." The driver of the big truck had never seen such a scene before. He was at a loss for words and said with a silly smile.
"Do you know that your vehicle is overloaded?"
"I know. My car is filled with purified water. It looks like a lot, but it's actually not much. It won't be a problem to overload it a little. "The driver was a little nervous.
"So much water? How did you prepare it? "The reporter was also stunned.
The front of the truck was pulling two flat trailers. They were covered with cloth and filled to the brim.
"I emptied one of Carrefour's warehouses. There's more behind." The driver smiled foolishly. Under the guidance of the staff, he slowly entered the city from a spacious driveway.
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In his memory, it should be 200 yuan.
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