"Let's go." Song Yuanchao looked at the direction where the noodle shop owner ran out. He had already guessed in his heart what the boss was doing. Needless to say, he must have called the injured person in the last car accident.

Song Yuanchao remembered that he injured two people in the last car accident, one was a driver and the other was a middle-aged man. This middle-aged man seemed to be the deputy director of a bureau.

However, Song Yuanchao did not mean to stay and wait for the boss to come back. At the beginning, it was just a pure rescue. If Song Yuanchao wanted to get to know each other in this way, or if he did anything good from each other, he would not have left early that day.

Rescuing people is just a matter of convenience. If the noodle shop owner hadn't come in advance today, Song Yuanchao would have forgotten it long ago, and immediately said to Lin Yan with a smile.

Lin Yan was very smart and immediately understood what Song Yuanchao meant. He smiled and nodded, and the two of them left the noodle shop like this.

When they arrived outside the noodle shop, they got into their car straight. Song Yuanchao started the car and fired, turned the steering wheel and turned around and walked back along the national highway. On the way, Lin Yan also asked about Song Yuanchao's accident. Song Yuanchao did not hide it and said roughly. The basic situation was roughly the same as what the noodle shop owner said.

Driving the car, the two of them were talking, and the car returned all the way forward, but who thought that a Lada suddenly drove in the back twenty minutes later. This Lada was driven by wind, lightning and lightning, and the speed was extremely fast.

The national highway is two lanes, and there are only two lanes back and forth. There are often people passing by on the national highway. Song Yuanchao, who has always been cautious in driving, noticed in the rearview mirror that the car behind was honking the horn and was rushing to the road. He frowned slightly and thought about it. He stepped on the brakes, and deliberately slowed down and leaned to the right, indicating that the car behind him passed first.

But he never expected that the car would not continue driving directly after surpassing Song Yuanchao and their cars. Instead, it braked urgently more than ten meters in front of Song Yuanchao and their cars. With a sharp sound of brakes, the car shook its tail and blocked Song Yuanchao and their ways.

"How did this person drive a car? So rash?" Lin Yan, the co-pilot, frowned and said, reaching out to pull the car door.

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"Don't get out of the car, be careful." Song Yuanchao grabbed Lin Yan, who was about to open the door, locked the car door, and then stared at Lada who was stopping in front, with a look of vigilance.

Nowadays, there are many car bandits on the road, especially in some remote mainland areas, where there are often robberies. Zhang Jianguo, as an experienced driver and the boss of the convoy, has told Song Yuanchao many times.

When their transport drivers go on a long distance, they will never go on the road. They often form a small convoy with at least three cars. In addition to the driver, each car will also have car escorts, and also bring some necessary "guys".

Of course, this kind of guy is not a gun, but a crowbar and machete, which is used to defend himself when robbing on the road. Some large transportation companies of state-owned enterprises are even more powerful. They have their own security department, which can be equipped with guns. Security personnel who escort cars on long distances often use guns to protect them, and even shoot directly to warn when they encounter situations.

But these situations are rare in coastal areas, especially Gusu is close to Shanghai, which is the most prosperous area in Jiangnan. It seems that this phenomenon has not been heard of here, but no matter who suddenly encounters a car that is directly stuck in front after surpassing his car, it will inevitably subconsciously think of this situation in my mind.

Song Yuanchao was sweating slightly. He didn't know what the car that blocked the way was for. Now they could never get out of the car. Once they got out of the car, they could not run four wheels with their legs. Besides, he was also looking at the surrounding farmland vigilantly, worried that a group of people holding guys would suddenly come out from behind the shoulders of the road. So Song Yuanchao held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, paying attention to the surrounding situation at any time. Once he found something was wrong, he would have to find a way out.

"There will be no accident in the aid of Korea, right?" Lin Yan asked nervously after coming back to her senses.

"Don't worry, take a look first..." Song Yuanchao comforted, and was ready to recharge the accelerator and escape quickly at any time.

At this moment, the door of the car in front opened, and a man got out of the co-pilot, a middle-aged man in good clothes.

After getting off the car, the middle-aged man walked straight towards Song Yuanchao's car quickly. When he got close, he took a special look at Song Yuanchao's license plates and smiled.

"Hello, are you Comrade Song?" When she arrived in front of her, Song Yuanchao felt a little relieved when she saw that the other party was just a person. She rolled down some car windows and looked at him in confusion. But before Song Yuanchao could speak, the middle-aged man asked first.

He was slightly stunned. Song Yuanchao was a little puzzled. Does this person know him?

"It's Comrade Song, hahaha, I finally caught up with you. You're so true. Didn't Lao Li in the noodle shop tell you not to leave? Why did you leave suddenly? If I hadn't rushed to the scene, I would have almost missed it. Comrade Song, I'm Zhang Weidong! Zhang Weidong of the Gusu Finance Bureau! Don't you remember me? Last summer, I had a car accident and overturned around the Lao Li noodle shop. At that time, you saved me, or the hospital you sent me to..."

As Zhang Weidong gestured and told him excitedly, Song Yuanchao and Lin Yan suddenly realized that the person who stopped them for a long time was not someone else, but the deputy director who was seriously injured in the car accident that year.

With a sigh of relief, Song Yuanchao opened the door and got out of the car. Zhang Weidong couldn't wait to hold Song Yuanchao's hand and shook it continuously: "Comrade Song, I have been looking for you for a long time. You saved my life that day. When I woke up, the doctor told me that I was lucky to be sent to the hospital in time. If I delayed some time, I would be gone."

"I asked someone to inquire about your news afterwards, but the police who took the transcripts for you left your name. I also asked Lao Li of the noodle restaurant, saying that you went to his shop to eat noodles that day and didn't know you. This really made me..."

Zhang Weidong shook his head and sighed, "I have always wanted to find you, but I can't contact you. I always want to say thank you to you in person, but I have never had a chance. Today, I didn't expect that Lao Li suddenly called me and said you were here and were eating noodles in his noodle restaurant. I rushed there immediately when I heard it, but who would have thought that Lao Li said you left early. When I heard it, I was so anxious. Why did you leave? I asked Lao Li and said you were driving away. Didn't I chase you? By the way, I didn't shock you when I overtaken just now? I'm so embarrassed, Comrade Song, thank you, thank you!"

Zhang Weidong looked very excited and his gratitude for Song Yuanchao came from his heart. After he was rescued, he always wanted to meet Song Yuanchao and express his gratitude to Song Yuanchao. However, because he did not have Song Yuanchao's contact information, he had never been able to do it.

As time went by, Zhang Weidong felt more and more guilty about Song Yuanchao's saving him. He was seriously injured at the beginning and was unconscious. If Song Yuanchao hadn't saved him, Zhang Weidong would have died long ago. How could he have been there?

The grace of saving lives is greater than anything else. If you can't say thank you to your savior, how can Zhang Weidong let go? In the past few months, this matter has become a knot in Zhang Weidong's heart.

When Zhang Weidong received a call from Lao Li more than ten minutes ago, he almost suspected that he had heard it wrong. After he asked in a trembling voice, Zhang Weidong picked up his coat and rushed out of the office without saying a word. When he arrived at a small bus shift downstairs, he happened to be back.

Seeing that the car had just stopped downstairs and the driver had not turned off the engine and got out of the car, Zhang Weidong opened the car door and rushed in, shouting that the driver would go to Lao Li's noodle shop immediately.

When he arrived at the noodle shop, he saw Lao Li standing at the door and running anxiously. When he asked Song Yuanchao that he had left before he could wait. Now Zhang Weidong became even more anxious and asked Lao Li that Song Yuanchao was heading in which direction and how he was walking. Fortunately, Lao Li asked people in advance, and also remembered what the car Song Yuanchao was driving today, and told Zhang Weidong the answer as quickly as possible.

The next thing was simple. Zhang Weidong followed the direction of Song Yuanchao's departure and chased him all the way. There were not many cars on the national highway now, especially the small Shanghai-labeled cars driven by Song Yuanchao were rare. He rushed all the way and finally caught up with Song Yuanchao and his car. Zhang Weidong asked the driver to go directly to block Song Yuanchao's way, and then jumped out of the car before he met Song Yuanchao.

"Director Zhang, you drove the car just now, but it scared me. I thought something happened." Song Yuanchao joked with a smile.

"I'm sorry, I'm so anxious that I'm so anxious that you and your wife were frightened." Zhang Weidong quickly clasped his hands together and apologized to Song Yuanchao and Lin Yan, with sincerity on his face.

"It's okay to have a false alarm. But Director Zhang, you were in a car accident with a speed too fast last time. You have to let the driver drive more stably in the future."

"Yes, yes, this is right, but today's situation is special, so I won't be the case." Zhang Weidong nodded with a smile and then said, "Comrade Song, don't call me Director Zhang. As the deputy director, I am just an ordinary accountant. If you don't dislike you calling me Zhang Weidong, or Brother Zhang, you can do anything."

"Okay, Brother Zhang, you don't have to call me Comrade Song. We are destined to be together. My name is Song Yuanchao, you can call me Xiao Song or Yuanchao." Song Yuanchao nodded with a smile and shook hands with Zhang Weidong again.

"Okay, okay, I'll call you Brother Song, Brother Song, you and your brother and sister are here today...?"

"Sweeping the graves of my parents. I am from Shanghai, and my lover is from Yanjing. We are all living in Yanjing. We will stay in Shanghai for a few days during the Chinese New Year." Song Yuanchao said briefly, and Zhang Weidong nodded repeatedly to show his understanding. Then he warmly invited Song Yuanchao to sit there to make him express his gratitude.

Song Yuanchao politely refused Zhang Weidong's invitation. He had to rush back to Shanghai today and had a banquet to treat him tomorrow. In Gusu, he was just a tomb sweeping. Since the matter was done, it was not very important to stay there. Besides, he didn't want Zhang Weidong to care too much about saving people. It was his original intention to save people. Since Song Yuanchao encountered such a thing, he would not stand by and watch, and he never thought of any reward for using such things.

But although Song Yuanchao thought so, Zhang Weidong could not without expression. Seeing Song Yuanchao personally thanked him, this was his knot in his heart for several months. How could he give up when he finally saw him today?

The two argued for a while, but Lin Yan interrupted, saying that they had important arrangements in Shanghai tomorrow and had to rush back today, so they really couldn't stay in Gusu for a long time. And now the two cars are parked on the national highway. If the car comes back later, wouldn't it be a mess? Since we meet each other today and know each other, it would be better to leave a contact information. Whether it's time to come to Gusu again or Zhang Weidong is free to go to Shanghai and Yanjing, it's not too late to make an appointment at that time.

Lin Yan's suggestion was recognized by Song Yuanchao, and he immediately expressed the same meaning to Zhang Weidong. Seeing that the couple insisted on doing this, Zhang Weidong felt very regretful, but he had to agree.

In this way, the two sides exchanged contact information. Before breaking up, Zhang Weidong thanked Song Yuanchao again and expressed his willingness to go to his house to sit down and invite him to drink next time he met.
Chapter completed!