Me who fears women travels with beautiful girls

Chapter 24, Chapter 24, Financial Crisis

The explosive blast caused by the simultaneous burning of more than a dozen barrels of gasoline even overturned Song Wenbin, who was 50 meters away, to the ground.Fortunately, he was driving by the side of the road, and he couldn't drive too fast with his two girls, but after several consecutive rolls, he rolled onto the grass beside the road.

The moment Song Wenbin got up from the ground, his eyes widened, and he stared blankly at the flames soaring into the sky in front of him. The flames flew up to a height of 20 meters and burned wildly on the ground. scorched skin.

But even the high temperature didn't make Song Wenbin wake up, and the huge shock had already made him lose his mind.

Fortunately, the motorcycle team that was traveling together was very experienced in this kind of thing. They stopped the car and rushed over to drag Song Wenbin and the motorcycle lying on the ground away to a place far away from the sea of ​​flames.

After getting away from the sea of ​​flames, Song Wenbin kept staring at the burning flames. There seemed to be some magical power in the flames, which almost sucked his soul away.

After an unknown amount of time, the flame finally stopped bursting as before, and an old fire truck slowly came to the side of the city, and sprayed dry powder on the flame, and the flame was extinguished.

After the billowing black smoke dissipated, the motorcycle had been burned to the point that only the iron frame remained, and the black boy who was still in high spirits a second ago had already turned into black charcoal, entangled with a pile of scorched plastic. Together, we can no longer tell each other apart.

Song Wenbin has been standing not far away, standing with a group of black people watching, motionless.It wasn't until Su Tina pushed his shoulders continuously that he recovered from his absent-minded state.

"what?"

He looked at Su Tina.

Su Tina whispered palely: "Someone wants to talk to you."

"Who wants to talk to me?"

Su Tina moved away. It turned out that she was an oil trucker in the same convoy as the black brother. He stood in front of Song Wenbin with a calm expression on his face. if.

After he finished speaking, Su Tina translated for Song Wenbin: "He said, this little brother died because he helped you transport oil, so he hopes you can compensate this little brother and his family some money."

"what?"

Song Wenbin didn't even react.

The black boy raised a finger.

Su Tina said, "A thousand dollars."

Half an hour later, the oil-carrying motorcycle arrived at the three cars that had broken down in the field. The oil-carriers not only delivered the oil, but even thoughtfully filled up the oil for Song Wenbin and tied up the spare fuel tank. leave.

Although Song Wenbin solved the fuel problem, his mood couldn't get any better, and he didn't speak for the whole morning after that.No one in the convoy spoke, they just followed Su Tina's car along the way.

At noon, when the film crew began to eat, Song Wenbin got out of the car alone, walked to the wilderness by the roadside, lit a cigarette and started smoking.After smoking three or four cigarettes in a row, he still felt a little blocked.

What happened in just a few days already made Song Wenbin feel a world away. What happened during the filming of the program exceeded his expectations. This is no longer at the same level as the outdoor live broadcast he shot alone in the past, and it is a matter of cost.

At this moment, Su Tina came over from the side.

Song Wenbin didn't say anything when he saw her coming.

Su Tina took out a roll of banknotes from her pocket, counted them, and handed them to Song Wenbin, "30 Naira, this is the share between me and Huo Yu."

Song Wenbin took it and put it in his pocket.

Probably seeing that Song Wenbin was not feeling well, Su Tina asked, "Are you okay?"

Song Wenbin looked at Su Tina. She didn't seem to be affected too much. Although she was also at the scene of the explosion at that time, she recovered faster than Song Wenbin. At this moment, she was able to comfort others.

Seeing Song Wenbin's hesitant expression, Su Tina tilted her head and said, "Are you feeling sorry for that black brother? Don't think too much about it. You don't owe him anything."

Song Wenbin shook his head and couldn't help sighing: "I'm not thinking about this, I'm just... I don't understand what I'm doing now, why do I have to go to Africa to come to this kind of program? What's the point?"

Su Tina froze for a moment, and said, "Aren't we promoting culture?"

"what?"

Song Wenbin raised his head sluggishly, with a devilish expression on his face.

"Propaganda culture."

Su Tina said softly, "That's what they told us."

Song Wenbin waved his hand bleakly, puffed out a cigarette and said: "You also believe that we are just advertising cars and selling products. By the way, we will make a show to let the audience watch us suffer, so that they can eat lunch more. Eat a little. That’s all, there’s nothing fancy about it.”

"not like this."

Su Tina said seriously: "Although it may indeed be just for dinner, if others can choose to use you for dinner, it must be a recognition of you."

Song Wenbin didn't know what to say. He felt that Su Tina hadn't been beaten by the society before she said such ignorant and even childish words, but he thought that people had returned to normal, but he was still smoking here. Not as good as Su Tina.

"Don't think about it, how many kilometers are there?" He asked a little irritably.

"There are still two hundred kilometers."

"Let's go, I hope there will be no more accidents." Song Wenbin said.

However, the African continent has no idea of ​​letting Song Wenbin get what he wants. It does not want to let go of Song Wenbin, nor does it want to let go of Song Wenbin's car.In the afternoon, the unexpected came without any surprise.

After several months of drought, a light rain suddenly fell from the sky.Although it was only a light rain, it immediately turned the roads of Africa into a terrible quagmire.

Soon, the three of them stopped the car in unison.

The road that appeared in front of them silenced all three of them.

The road ahead is full of ravines and bumps, and a fully loaded Mercedes-Benz truck from the 50s is trudging along the road.

The ferocious road that was run over by the big truck was as bulging as the muscles on Ronnie Coleman's body in his prime.

The successive difficulties drove Huo Yu close to madness. She picked up the walkie-talkie and said, "Why can't these people fix the road? Did someone drive it?"

Su Tina didn't say anything, neither did Song Wenbin. No one knew why they didn't fix it. The answer might be complicated, but they had to drive there now.

"Let's go." Su Tina volunteered to drive the H6 forward slowly: "It's good that we don't fall into the ditch."

Having said that, when they drove into the unprecedented bad road, the thick red mud instantly covered the tires of the three cars, causing the tires to keep slipping, and those bumpy potholes were wiped out after hitting the water. , the difficulty of climbing begins to rise geometrically.

Especially Huo Yu's MG with a low chassis, even the engine smoked when passing some muddy ridges, and the crazily spinning wheels kept spraying mud to Wuling Hongguang behind, making Song Wenbin's windows rotten yellow .

Song Wenbin didn't scold or didn't scold, and he could only stay away from her as much as possible.

However, his vision was blurred and his feet were unstable. Song Wenbin only felt the car tilted, and then cursed: "Damn it!"

Before running 30 meters, his Wuling Hongguang fell into the pit at a 45-degree angle.

The two girls in front heard the scolding and quickly got out of the car.

Song Wenbin climbed out from the door with difficulty, and stood on the tilted car, feeling powerless in his heart.

What exactly are you doing.

But at this moment, like a shark smelling blood, four or five black brothers suddenly emerged from the surrounding woods. They pointed at Wuling Hongguang and babbled something to Song Wenbin.

Su Tina said happily: "These little brothers let you sit in the car, and they will push it for you."

Song Wenbin looked coldly. He didn't feel happy at all. He just sat in the car silently and took out some naira notes from his pocket.Sure enough, after everyone worked together to push the car out, the black brothers were standing by the car window, chattering about something.

Song Wenbin didn't wait for Su Tina to translate, and irritatedly stuffed the banknotes in his hand.

After getting out of trouble, the three continued.However, facing the road after the rain in Africa, one escape is only the beginning of the next one.

Not long after, Huo Yu and Su Tina also fell into the ditch.

This time, even the black people who came to help couldn't push the car out smoothly.Song Wenbin had no choice but to ask the black man to borrow a shovel to shovel away the clay beside Su Tina's wheel.This shovel took a full one and a half hours to get out of trouble.

Facing Song Wenbin's predicament, the program team still carried out their true principles and had no intention of helping.In fact, on such a road, even Hilux and Land Rover in the program group cannot escape the fate of falling.As long as they fall into the ditch, there will be hours of rescue work waiting for them.

Even the pampered and reclusive director took out his shovel unreservedly on such a disastrous road in Africa, and together with a group of photographers, he shoveled soil under the sunken wheels and kept saving the car.

Some people are sad and some are happy. There are already experienced black people waiting here in the woods and fields beside them. Every time the car in Song Wenbin's convoy gets stuck in a ditch, some black people will come out to push the cart.Of course, there is a fee every time, ranging from a few hundred to thousands of naira.

But even if he was briefly pushed away, his car would fall again after advancing a certain distance.So cycle, so repeatedly, again and again, and again and again.

The patience of the three was consumed all the time in this war of attrition. Song Wenbin has lived in China for 25 years and never imagined that there is such a backward infrastructure in the world.

In a whole day, they only advanced less than 25 kilometers, and the first [-] kilometers of the [-] kilometers were still not raining. In fact, they only advanced less than five kilometers in the six hours since the road started to be muddy. arrive.

However, the black people around seemed to be used to it, and they even comforted Song Wenbin, telling him that this was a common occurrence, and the road in Africa was like this.

Those people didn't lie, along the way, there could be trucks, vans, pickups, motorcycles, cars stuck on the ground everywhere, and there was hardly a car that didn't get stuck in the road.

From anger at the beginning, to impatience, to cursing, to helplessly asking passers-by to borrow planks, lay tires, and shovel dirt, after experiencing countless crashes and cursing, Song Wenbin found that he had actually forgotten what happened in the morning Things began to honestly shovel mud on the ground.

Huo Yu and Su Tina, who were traveling with him, had long since lost their image of beauties. They were covered in mud and rain and were fighting under the wheels. Su Tina was able to find time to splash mineral water on Huo Yu and his face, laughing uncontrollably .This made Song Wenbin unable to understand how her heart grew.

It's a pity that people can stand cars but not cars.

After leaving the desperate Ronnie Coleman road, Song Wenbin's Wuling Hongguang was overwhelmed, the abnormal noise in the car became more and more serious, even when driving on flat ground, it would vibrate abnormally, and the driving of the vehicle became more and more difficult. difficulty.

As a last resort, he got out of the car, and after checking on the muddy road, he found that the drive shaft of the car had failed and was dripping oil continuously.

There is no way to complete the repair of the drive shaft here. In order to reduce the damage to the vehicle caused by the abnormality, Song Wenbin can only barely drive the car, slowly moving forward at an extremely slow speed, hoping to find the driver before the vehicle is completely scrapped. A site available for their repairs.

Not long after driving, he saw Su Tina's Harvard and Huo Yu's MG parked by the side of the road, motionless. Song Wenbin asked through the walkie-talkie, "What happened?"

"The gearbox is broken, and the shift does not respond."

Su Tina said helplessly on the radio.

Song Wenbin knew that the H6 had been overhauled and there was a problem with the gearbox, so he got out of the car and showed it to her.After inspection, it was found that the gearbox had been flooded. The waterproof performance of this old Harvard was not ideal, and the rubber rings were all aging.Maybe the previous owner had used this car off-road, causing the car to soak in water.

Song Wenbin brought a wrench and helped her disassemble the gearbox. The three of them cleaned up next to the H6 and reinstalled it, and the vehicle was slightly normal.

But the good times didn't last long, and the three of them drove forward. Not long after, Huo Yu's MG also had a problem. It shut down frequently, almost every kilometer.

Song Wenbin had no choice but to get out of the car and help to check it. He found that there was a problem with the gasoline pump. It may be a short circuit in the circuit and it could not work normally.

Faced with this problem, Song Wenbin had nothing to do, so he could only continue to drive slowly.

After driving all the way until [-] o'clock in the evening, Song Wenbin finally drove his Wuling Hongguang with a speed of only [-] kilometers per hour to the nearest town.

After looking for a repair shop, I found that several screws on the drive shaft had been shaken off. If it was shaken a little further, the whole car might fall apart.Not only that, the four tires of the vehicle have also reached their limit after nearly a thousand kilometers of crazy tests, and even the surface lines have been worn clean.

When asked about the price of the tires, Song Wenbin was even more taken aback. Life here is backward, and the price of tires is high. A tire costs more than 700 yuan. In China, Song Wenbin thinks that 350 yuan can be used to get the job done.

Song Wenbin was bargaining with the black owner in the store. After a while, Su Tina also came over. She asked the black man in the store to rent a rope and went out. About half an hour later, she drove the H6 and killed Huo Yu's oil pump. The MG was dragged back.

The black man in the repair shop couldn't close his mouth from grinning when he saw so many cars. He opened the hood of Huo Yu's MG, tossed about in it, then straightened up, and chatted with Huo Yu with a smile on his face.

After some exchanges, Huo Yu's face became ugly.

She walked up to Su Tina and patted her on the shoulder. Su Tina understood, and walked to the door of the repair shop with Huo Yu. Huo Yu looked at the dark sky and said in a low voice, "I'm out of money."

Su Tina was stunned, but then she understood.

Among the three cars, Huo Yu's car was the most expensive, which also caused her budget to be the lowest among the three. She only had 3000 yuan from the beginning to the end.

"How much will it cost to repair?"

Su Tina asked softly.

"300."

"CNY?"

"Yes."

"You don't have any 300 yuan?"

After a moment of silence, Huo Yu said bachelorly: "No."

Su Tina was silent. She turned her head to look at Song Wenbin who was busy under the chassis of Wuling Hongguang in the repair shop, and said, "We need to talk."

(End of this chapter)