Taking Liu Yifei back to Northeast China for the Chinese New Year has sent the entire internet into

Looking at the boiling anticipation and overflowing resentment on the screen.

Having eaten and drunk his fill and entered a state of blissful tranquility, Lin Wan picked up a cup of hot tea and comfortably leaned back in her chair.

The camera zooms in.

The playful smile on her face slowly faded, and her tone suddenly became serious.

"Family members, I don't know why."

"Sitting here now, I suddenly feel that everything in front of me is so magical and unreal."

The laughter and chatter of the other three girls gradually subsided.

Lin Wan looked at the camera with clear eyes.

"Think about it."

"We were four ordinary female college students from the south. We took a train for more than 20 hours and almost froze into human-shaped ice sculptures in Northeast China."

"In the end, the one who saved us was Tiger, Yu Ge's number one fan who was won over by one of his rap songs."

"We are currently in a small border town that has become popular thanks to Brother Yu and Sister Tianxian."

"We eat, live, and soak in this bathhouse because everyone is crowding it to see the fairy sister and eat Brother Yu's lavish feast."

Lin Wan held up her phone and slowly looked around.

The young people, speaking in different accents and discussing the banquet menu with great anticipation, were clearly captured in the camera lens.

The same kind of happiness radiated from everyone's face.

Lin Wan took a soft breath.

"Even when the old man on the street was selling popcorn, the topic of conversation was all about Brother Yu."

"That man, Fang Yu..."

She paused, her voice trembling slightly.

"He alone, with just his words, ignited a city-wide frenzy!"

"What kind of magic does he possess?"

"How many more lives can he ultimately change?"

This heartfelt rhetorical question was like a thunderclap out of nowhere, completely overwhelming the viewers in the live stream.

Holy crap! This girl's summary gave me goosebumps in the middle of the night!

One person, one sentence, and an entire city is mobilized! That's true star power!

What is a cultural and tourism ambassador? This is what a living, breathing cultural and tourism calling card looks like!

[Those celebrities who spend all their time buying trending topics and creating scandals, come and see what true influence and national recognition are!]

[Director Wang must be laughing in his sleep right now! Hiring Fang Yu as the brand ambassador was absolutely the wisest decision of his life!]

Just as several girls from the south were having so much fun at the bathhouse that they lost their bearings.

the other side.

Along the national highway in Northeast China, where the temperature was below minus thirty degrees Celsius.

A black Land Rover SUV was lying there, completely helpless.

The engine coughed twice with a muffled sound.

Then it immediately died on the spot, completely shutting down.

Xiao Li stared at the malfunction indicator lights that were all lit up on the instrument panel.

"Mr. Zhao...this car seems to be out of service!"

The passenger door clicked open.

Mr. Zhao, bundled up like a walking Michelin Man, shakily stepped out of the car.

As soon as his foot touched the ground, the sole of his shoe slipped on the snow crust, and he almost did the splits.

After regaining his footing, he looked up and glanced around.

Good guy.

It was pitch black all around.

Apart from the sound of the wind and a few faint shadows of trees in the distance, nothing else could be seen.

There isn't even a street lamp.

Between heaven and earth, only the two of them and a frozen Land Rover remained.

The navigation light was still on.

The little blue arrow stood alone on a gray line, a despairing distance away from the marker for Mohe city.

Several tens of kilometers.

Enraged, Mr. Zhao kicked the tire.

"What a piece of junk! I don't want it anymore!"

"Call a tow truck to remove it!"

Xiao Li burst open on the spot.

He leaned halfway out of the driver's seat, his voice distorted.

"Boss! What are we going to do if we leave the car here?"

"It's over thirty degrees below zero outside. Once we got to the city, we were like frozen popsicles from Northeast China!"

General Manager Zhao exhaled a thick puff of white breath.

Without saying a word, he opened his briefcase and boldly pulled out two stacks of bright red cash.

"Why are you leaving?! Stay here and wait!"

"Large trucks, trolleys, tractors!"

"As long as the four wheels can turn, even if we have to throw money at it, we'll carve out two seats for you!"

Mr. Zhao's eyes were bloodshot, and his face was filled with a kind of obsessive, fanatical delusion.

"I must get to Mohe by noon tomorrow, no matter what it takes!"

"If you arrive late, Fang Yu's banquet will be over!"

Xiao Li was completely stunned when he saw his boss waving banknotes in the wind and snow.

This isn't a banquet; it's a pilgrimage for believers!

No.

Crazier than a pilgrimage!

At least pilgrims know that there is a god at their destination.

Mr. Zhao had only seen what Fang Yu looked like during the live stream.

Just for those few pots, those few dishes, and that shout of "Inviting netizens across the country to a feast."

I just bought a Land Rover and then I just threw it away!

Xiao Li silently did some calculations in his mind.

The hidden costs of this meal:

A Land Rover was left to freeze overnight in the wilderness at minus thirty degrees Celsius.

Oil lines, water tanks, and rubber seals are all susceptible to freezing and cracking.

Repair costs and towing fees.

There is no cap on the toll for stopping and blocking vehicles tonight.

Including tolls and fuel costs for the 4,500-kilometer journey from Guangzhou to Mohe...

This one dish of pork stew, conservatively speaking, costs close to 200,000 yuan!

100,000 per person!

Looking across the whole country, you probably won't find another rural feast that costs this much!

But Xiao Li dared not say it anymore.

Last time, when he casually mentioned at the Hebei service area, "How about we go to Baoding and have donkey meat sandwiches?", Mr. Zhao almost threw him out of the passenger seat!

The lessons learned from the past are too tragic!

I almost got kicked out of the fan club!

This time, Xiao Li learned his lesson.

He gritted his teeth, pulled a scarf from the back seat of the car, and quickly wrapped it tightly around himself from head to chin, leaving only his eyes exposed.

Then, he also stood by the roadside.

I sat next to General Manager Zhao.

Two people, one in front of the other.

One person was holding cash, and the other was holding a cell phone as a flashlight.

In the howling north wind and the swirling snow.

This marked the beginning of a truly magical journey of stopping a carriage to feast.

……

About twenty minutes later.

A farm four-wheeled vehicle, carrying half a load of frozen cabbages, sputtered out from a distance.

The car headlights were dim and swayed.

Mr. Zhao rushed towards the ball of light as if he had seen his own mother.

He stood in the middle of the road, holding banknotes in both hands, roaring angrily into the wind.

"parking!"

"Brother! Please stop the car!"

"One thousand yuan! Just take me to Mohe! One thousand yuan!"

The four wheels came to a stop with a creak.

The car window was rolled down halfway.

A face, red from the cold, peeked out.

The experienced driver sized up Mr. Zhao for a few seconds.

The gaze shifted from his expensive custom-made down jacket to the crumpled cash in his hand, and then to the Land Rover that had broken down behind him.

The old master sniffed.

What's wrong with your car?