An hour later, a muddy SUV ran through the primeval jungle and stopped firmly in front of Su Jishi.
The car door opened, and the neat suit jumped into the girl's sight. The man got out of the car, and his handmade calfskin shoes stepped into the soil and rotted leaves, but Mu Xiulun didn't care about the mud under his feet, and came to Su Jishi in a few steps.
Su Jishi was digging a hole—it is a good habit for every geological dog to bury leftover food waste on the spot—she raised her eyes and looked at Mu Xiulun, and her tone couldn't tell whether it was surprise or regret: "... so it was really you .”
Mu Xiulun's expression froze, the corners of his mouth tightened, and he asked, "Who else could it be if it wasn't me?"
Could it be that besides him, Su Jin has several ex-boyfriends
"I thought the hammer had become a spirit." Su Jishi patted his butt and stood up from the ground, pointing to the lake water at his feet and said, "When I fell into the water, the hammer was washed away."
Mu Xiulun: "..."
"According to the routine in the fairy tale, at this time, a fairy grandfather with a white beard should emerge from the bottom of the water and ask me, is it a golden hammer or a silver hammer?" Su Jishi spread his hands, "I will tell him , what I threw was neither a golden hammer nor a silver hammer, but a thick, long, hard hammer."
This was quite ambiguous, but Su Jishi's expression was extraordinarily serious.
Mu Xiulun couldn't figure out what she wanted to say, so he could only answer along with her words: "It seems that Miss Su's wish has come true. The thick, long and hard 'big hammer' is here to find you."
Su Jishi looked him up and down, with a disgusted expression on his face: "Hey, why is there a man growing on this nice 'hammer'?"
Mu Xiulun: "..."
Mu Xiulun: "..."
Mu Xiulun: "..."
He turned around and left: "Okay, then you wait for a hammer without a man to swim to save you."
"Don't, don't, don't!" Seeing that the joke had gone too far, Su Jishi quickly picked up her flooded walkie-talkie and caught up with him, "Mr. Mu has worked hard. Mr. Mu is a man of integrity and serves the people!"
Mu Xiulun gave her a squinting look: "Mr. Mu doesn't serve the people, Mr. Mu will serve you."
Su Jishi: "..."
She was at a loss for words.
Su Jishi has never been a cowardly person, she was just joking on purpose to relieve the ambiguous atmosphere - she was lost in no man's land, and she didn't even have precise coordinates, looking around, the sky was covered with volcanic ash, and her feet were The vast jungle. Mu Xiulun estimated her location based on the radio waves, and managed to find her within an hour! You know, a tsunami and a volcanic eruption just happened here, which man would do this for his ex-girlfriend
What's more, they were not in a serious relationship before, but a contract between Party A and Party B.
—No, no, Mu Xiulun and her sister are "A and B", and her "passer-by C" is a stuntman who accidentally broke into this story. Look at which ending subtitles will write Wen Tiwu's name print it
Thinking of this, Su Jishi lowered his head slightly to hide the expression on his face.
She didn't want to owe him too much, so as not to cause more trouble when she retired a year later.
Inside the car, Secretary Gao heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that Su Jin had been found successfully.
As a secretary, it is natural to know how to wink and be able to "make things happen", especially for the taciturn boss, to take credit in front of the girls! He opened his mouth with flattery: "Miss Su, we finally found you! The terrain around here is too complicated, Mr. Mu was afraid that he would not be able to find you, so even the bodyguards went down, and a local guide was replaced. After turning around seven or eight times, I found... "
Mu Xiulun gave him a cold look.
Secretary Gao immediately changed his words: "... Hehe, Mr. Mu saw that the scenery around here is beautiful, so he went out for a drive. I didn't expect such a coincidence. Miss Su, are you having a picnic here?"
Mu Xiulun: "..."
Su Jishi: "..."
Mu Xiulun: "No more nonsense, get out of the car and walk back."
Secretary Gao: "... oh."
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After bumping on the road for more than half an hour, Su Jishi finally arrived at the nickel mine under Mu Xiulun's name before his bones were smashed to pieces.
When many people hear the word "mine", they think that all mines are hidden underground. It is like digging coal, going tens of meters or hundreds of meters underground. It is extremely difficult to mine, and there is always the risk of mine collapse. However, lateritic nickel ore is just the opposite. It is a surface mineral deposit. The ore deposit is exposed outside the surface and covered with a thin layer of humus soil about 50 cm thick. As long as the layer of humus soil is removed, the reddish-brown layer will be exposed. ore deposit.
Describe it in a more popular and pictorial way—this is the real gold everywhere.
The nickel mine under Mu Xiulun's name is very large. He circled a rest area and built staff dormitories, medical rooms, canteens and other supporting facilities here. Unexpectedly, it came in handy at this time .
Su Jishi saw twenty buses in the parking area. When Mu Xiulun's car stopped, the disaster victims rushed up quickly, expressing their endless thanks to Mu Xiulun in stumbling English.
These victims come from different countries, some of them are aborigines on the west coast, some are tourists there, and some are businessmen who do small business there... When the disaster strikes, just take a slow step, and they will be buried in the belly of the fish!
A grandma suddenly knelt down on her knees, wanting to kneel and kowtow to Mu Xiulun, hot tears dripped down the deep wrinkles on her face. She was old and couldn't run anymore, and when she heard the tsunami warning, she thought she was going to die on that beach today. It was this young businessman from China who rescued her, not only provided them with a car to escape, but also opened up her own industry to provide them with shelter. She will never forget this kindness!
Mu Xiulun hurriedly supported her and did not let her kneel down.
He didn't think he was the savior she said - he just did what a conscientious person should do.
Through the car window, Su Jishi saw the refugees surrounding Mu Xiulun layer by layer. If it wasn't for the escort of bodyguards, Mu Xiulun would be overwhelmed by them. Everyone's face is full of joy for the rest of their lives. At this moment, no matter which country they come from, what hair color or skin color they have, they are all expressing their gratitude in the same language.
As for Mu Xiulun, who was surrounded by everyone, the icy aura on his body also melted away.
He seemed to be carrying a light.
Su Jishi's eyes fell on him unconsciously for a long time, Gao Ling turned his head from the front row, and asked meaningfully: "Miss Su, our President Mu...is pretty good?"
Su Jishi looked away, and replied, "It's pretty good."
But no matter how "good", what does it have to do with her
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Because the tsunami broke the submarine communication cable, Sulawesi failed to restore communication until sunset.
Su Jishi was in a hurry to contact the program team, she was worried that Xiaoxia, that silly girl, would do something irrational after she disappeared.
Mu Xiulun asked Gao Ling to take her to the office area, where there was a military radio equipment - in Sulawesi, as long as you can get the governor, you can easily buy guns, ammunition or other contraband.
Thanks to this artifact, after Su Jishi lost contact with the main force for ten hours, he finally got in touch with them!
As Su Jishi expected, after she fell into a deep ditch, Xiaoxia desperately tried to save her. She doesn't want to die, but other people can't watch her die. She was forcefully dragged into the bus by the driver of the bus, galloped all the way, and finally got rid of the raging volcanic ash. That is the real speed of life and death, as long as it is a little slower, it will be swallowed by volcanic ash.
They flew all the way to the resettlement area set up by the government. The resettlement area is located 4.5 kilometers away from the volcano. It used to be an inconspicuous town, but it has now been filled by other villagers who moved here. Xiaoxia kept crying, her eyes turned into light bulbs, and she stubbornly wanted to go back to find her. The chief director sent several strong follow PDs to guard her.
After learning that Su Jin's life was safe, the chief director finally let go of his worries. During the escape, if Su Jin hadn't supported their whole team, they would have collapsed on the mountainside due to internal strife!
only…
"I'm sorry, Mr. Su." Across the blurred radio waves, the embarrassment and guilt in the chief director's tone were still clearly audible, "We didn't intentionally leave you alone, it's just that in that situation..."
"I can't talk about 'sorry' or 'sorry'." Su Jishi said, "The safety reminders before the plane took off all said that if you encounter an emergency, you must take care of yourself before you can help others. At that time, I had already If I fall, even if you really rush up to save me, it won’t do anything except bury me with you.”
Going out in the wild always has to experience life and death. From the first day Su Jishi set foot on this road, he was fully prepared psychologically.
She smiled: "I also want to thank you for helping me persuade Xiaoxia. If she rushes back foolishly, I have to find a way to save her."
Chief director Nene: "Yes, yes... Mr. Su, don't worry, I will report this matter to the TV station as soon as I get back. You have saved so many of us, and I will fight for a prime time for you no matter what I say." All the supporting promotional materials will be in place. When the first episode of the variety show airs, you can rest assured that your footage will definitely... "
"No."
"ah?"
"Director, this is a natural disaster." Su Jishi's eyes were slightly closed, and his tone was slow, "I don't want to use other people's suffering to create a personality for myself."
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three days later.
In the north of Sulawesi Island, there is a small city with beautiful environment and dense population, Manado.
Because of its unique fault structure, Manado has exceptionally rich seabed resources. It was once selected as one of the "Top Ten Diving Spots in the World" by National Geographic, even on top of Palau and the Great Barrier Reef. As a city blessed by God, Manado welcomes many tourists every year.
Xiaoman is one of them.
She is a senior diving fan. Taking advantage of the end of the year, she took all her annual leave and flew to Manado for diving.
However, how could she have expected that as soon as she landed in Manado, Sulawesi was hit by a volcanic eruption and a tsunami at the same time!
Fortunately, the landing point of the tsunami was on the west coast of the island, while the volcanic eruption was in the middle of the island. These two places are hundreds of kilometers away from Manado, and her safety will not be affected for the time being.
However, the soaring volcanic ash affected aircraft flights, and the tsunami affected local communications. It was not until this morning that TVs and mobile phones had sound again.
Faced with a natural disaster for the first time, no matter how big-hearted Xiaoman is, it is inevitable that he will feel anxious at this time.
Last night, she participated in a local blessing event. Thousands of people gathered under the landmark "Flying Christ" and prayed silently, hoping that the casualties would be minimized.
Because the communication was cut off, all the news in the disaster-stricken areas was spread by word of mouth. Some people said that the waves were as high as ten meters, and thousands of people died on the west coast; There will be endless nightmares haunting her.
Fortunately, communication was finally restored this morning.
When Xiaoman got up, the rest area of the youth hostel was already full of people. The TV is turned up to the max, and everyone is watching the screen intently, paying attention to the news reports.
They watched the local international news station in Indonesia. The photographer took a helicopter and the camera overlooked the entire disaster area.
As those rumors said, the snow-like volcanic ash covered all the villages and towns at the foot of the mountain, and the scene was dead silent, and the corpses of cattle and sheep could be seen lying on the side of the road. Fortunately, the victims have all moved away in advance, and they are now gathering at the government resettlement site, where they will be provided with tents, clothes and necessary food.
The reporter went deep into the resettlement site to conduct interviews. She first interviewed the government staff, and then gave a few shots to the villagers who lined up to receive food. Surprisingly, several Chinese people suddenly appeared in the long queue.
Although they are also Asians with black hair and black eyes, there are still obvious differences between the appearance of the Chinese and the local Indonesian aborigines. Especially those few Chinese people have a very special temperament, and they don't look like backpackers who came here to travel.
The reporter immediately chased after him, stopped the oldest man among them, and put the microphone in front of him.
"Hi, I'm a reporter from Indonesia International News. Are you tourists from China?"
"Ah..." The older man was a little embarrassed facing the camera, his English had a typical northern Chinese accent, "We are not tourists, in fact we are also from the TV station..."
"Are you journalists too?"
"No, no. We came here to record a variety show. We planned to leave the day before yesterday, but we encountered a volcanic eruption on the way down the mountain. If it weren't for one of our members with rich experience, I'm afraid..." The voice stopped abruptly. The older man probably felt ashamed, so she didn't want to say more, and hurriedly waved her hand and left.
Inside the youth hostel, the people sitting in front of the TV quickly cast their hot eyes on Xiaoman, and asked curiously: "Xiaoman, are these people your Chinese stars?"
Xiaoman recalled the characters in the camera carefully, and said hesitantly: "It shouldn't be? It might be the staff."
Has any variety show group come to Sulawesi to record a show recently? She usually likes to pay attention to entertainment gossip, but many variety show schedules are kept secret, and she couldn't think of any unlucky variety show that ran into such a thing.
Fortunately, everyone's attention was quickly attracted by the news that followed.
The host of the interior scene switched to the west coast—houses collapsing, waves are raging, and waves of marine debris are washed up on the coast, as if the underwater world is a bloody revenge on human society.
Looking at the wreckage pushed up by the white foam and then swept away, Xiaoman shuddered heavily, as if his heart had also been thrown into the abyss to soak. Every time she dives into the sea, she always sees a lot of garbage on the bottom of the sea.
Colorful coral reefs and agile swimming fish should have lived in clear sea water, but their homes have been occupied by human creations for some time.
As small as plastic bags and as large as metal waste, these garbage occupy the ocean inch by inch. They cannot be degraded and can only float in the ocean currents for hundreds or thousands of years. And whenever a tsunami occurs, the ocean will carry these dirty things and wash up on the coast to take revenge on the arrogant human beings.
Xiaoman remembered the leaflet her diving instructor handed her—join the marine protection organization and protect the ocean she loves!
At that time, she felt that these things had nothing to do with her. She was here for vacation, not to save the world. She dives to take out beautiful photos, why bother picking up marine debris.
But at this moment, she suddenly realized how superficial she was. The ocean is a part of the earth, and human beings are also a part of the earth. Even if the ability is limited, she must do it.
The aerial camera skipped over the coastline, and there was silence in the youth hostel.
The news dubbing outside the camera is slowly added.
"This station got the news. Before the tsunami landed, a Chinese businessman provided 20 buses to help transport the victims, and thousands of people were successfully transferred to a safe place. It is precisely because of the help of this Chinese businessman, The number of casualties in this tsunami has been minimized! Now, the victims are resting in the place provided by the Chinese businessman. Yesterday, the medical rescue team sent by the government arrived here, and at the same time, victims from other areas have been transferred here one after another. Now , let us interview this Chinese businessman.”
Chinese businessman! It turned out to be a Chinese businessman!
Because of the anti-Chinese incident in Indonesia 20 years ago, a large number of Chinese died in bloody conflicts. Therefore, the relationship between China and Indonesia once dropped to a freezing point. It was not until recent years when a new Indonesian leader came to power and at the same time attracted business and investment that the relationship between the two countries was eased again.
However, in the eyes of many locals, Chinese businessmen come here to "make money". How could they have imagined that before the natural disaster came, it was a Chinese businessman who sent a bus to transport so many victims!
Hearing this, there seemed to be a burst of heat flowing through Xiaoman's body, and a sense of pride rose spontaneously.
She couldn't help raising her head, leaning forward slightly, wishing she could get closer so that she could hear the next interview clearly.
Soon, the camera switched to the location.
In the camera, a man in glasses with a gentle temperament appeared in the camera.
He has fair skin, thin body, and looks a little oily... Is he the kind Chinese businessman? Strange, he doesn't look like a "big boss".
Sure enough, in the following interview, the man with glasses claimed to be the secretary of "Mr. Mu". Because Mr. Mu kept a low profile, he asked this secretary to briefly describe the situation at that time instead of him.
This secretary Gao is very eloquent and fluent in English. In a few sentences, he described the dangerous situation at that time. At the same time, he praised his boss Mu always for being decisive, brave and responsible. , and finally said in a calm tone: "Our President Mu is very grateful to the team drivers for their cooperation, and rewarded each of these drivers with 100,000 US dollars in his own name."
Xiaoman: "..."
Others in the youth hostel: "!!!" "Damn" in different languages burst out at the same time, they looked at Xiaoman with burning eyes, and asked her: "Are all of you Chinese businessmen so rich?! I can also drive for him !! Xiao Man, do you know him? Introduce me!!”
Xiao Man quickly shook his head: "I'm a poor traveler and live in a youth hostel, where do I know any big Chinese bosses?"
A man like this young, kind-hearted, and most importantly rich, must not be too handsome—if he is too handsome, what kind of outstanding woman is it to be worthy of it
Before Xiaoman could withdraw his thoughts, there was an urgent call from the TV.
In the background, a nurse rushed out of a tent with a red cross and shouted loudly: "Volunteers, are there any blood donation volunteers? We urgently need type AB blood, type AB! 200ml!!"
The nurse did not notice that five meters away from her was the live broadcast of the Indonesian international news station, and her shouting also interrupted the ongoing interview.
The reporter in front of the camera was taken aback for a moment, turned his head subconsciously, and looked at the nurse. The cameraman immediately moved the camera forward to record the anxious expression of the nurse.
When a disaster strikes, the blood stored in the blood bank will soon run out. If there are no volunteers to replenish, the rescue cannot continue. Xiaoman still remembers that during the Sichuan earthquake ten years ago, many blood donation vehicles appeared on the streets, and enthusiastic citizens lined up to donate blood for the disaster area.
Xiaoman has type AB blood. Since then, she has insisted on exercising and donating blood regularly. Hearing the urgent cry of the nurse in the camera, she wished to travel back to the past and offer her a handful of blood.
However, someone reacted faster than her—
——I saw a tall and slender young girl galloping from a distance, she rolled up her cuffs while running, revealing a section of white and delicate forearm.
"I'm type AB." Her eyes were picturesque, her expression was resolute, and she didn't see any fear, "I'll come."
Neither the girl nor the nurse knew that this scene was faithfully recorded by the live camera and transmitted to countless viewers waiting in front of the TV through radio waves.
Among these audiences are foreigners in Indonesia, compatriots from other countries in Southeast Asia, and... like Xiaoman, tourists from China!
"Ah!" Xiaoman exclaimed, covering his mouth.
She knew the girl in the camera—the top traffic artist in the entertainment circle, Su Jin!