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Mr. Zhao looked tragic.

"He's frozen to death."

"Completely out of commission."

The experienced driver glanced at the license plate of the Land Rover under the dim headlights.

"A Guangdong license plate..."

He smacked his lips.

"Hey buddy, is this your first time driving into this area?"

"It's so cold outside, didn't you change the antifreeze beforehand?"

"And your windshield washer fluid, it probably caused the kettle to explode by now, right?"

"Won't you be peeing all the way when spring comes?"

Faced with a series of soul-searching professional questions from the veteran craftsman.

Mr. Zhao was stunned.

However, he had no interest in figuring out how the car broke down.

Only four words remained in my mind—

Enter the city and attend a banquet.

Mr. Zhao simply handed over the money in his hand.

"Brother, one thousand yuan."

"Can you take us to Mohe?"

The old master's eyes darted around.

"To Mohe?"

"Um!"

"Where are you going?"

Without even thinking, Mr. Zhao blurted it out.

"Attend the banquet!"

"Fang Yu's extravagant banquet for ten thousand people!"

The words fell.

There was a brief moment of silence in the wind and snow.

next moment.

A knowing smile slowly spread across the old master craftsman's face.

"Oh dear! What else is there to say!"

"Get in the car quickly!"

Mr. Zhao was overjoyed and so excited that he almost bowed to the old master craftsman on the spot.

"Brother, you're a good person! Here, take this money!"

The master craftsman waved his hand, interrupting him directly.

"What nonsense! What money!"

"This truckload of cabbages is going to Polaris Square!"

As he spoke, he patted the steering wheel and chuckled.

"That Fang Yu is a righteous fellow; he's treating the whole country to a grand feast from Northeast China."

"I was thinking, we locals in Mohe can't just sit around craning our necks and wait to be fed, that's not very fair."

"Consider this truckload of cabbages my contribution as a wedding gift!"

As soon as those words were spoken...

Both Mr. Zhao and Xiao Li were stunned.

In the snow and wind, where the temperature was below minus thirty degrees Celsius, the two felt a sudden warmth in their hearts.

Mr. Zhao, who usually doesn't stutter when discussing multi-million dollar contracts, could only manage to stammer out one sentence after a long pause:

"Thanks, brother..."

The old master waved his hand dismissively.

"No need to thank me, just get in the car!"

"Don't just stand there outside."

"In a minute, your snot will freeze together and you won't be able to separate them."

I was moved, but that's all.

But the awkward reality soon became apparent.

There was only one empty passenger seat in the cab of this agricultural four-wheeler.

The back of the truck was full of frozen, rock-hard cabbages.

Mr. Zhao and Xiao Li both looked at the only empty seat that exuded a warm atmosphere.

Then, the two looked at each other again in the wind and snow.

The atmosphere suddenly became somewhat awkward.

"Mr. Zhao! Please get in the passenger seat! It's warm in there!"

As a humble working-class man, Xiao Li reacted very quickly and immediately climbed onto the back of the truck.

"I'll sit in the back, I'll just squeeze in with the cabbages!"

Mr. Zhao grabbed him and pulled him back.

"Nonsense! It's over thirty degrees below zero. If you were sitting in the back, you could fall off halfway and no one would even know!"

Xiao Li gritted his teeth, his face filled with a sense of tragic determination.

"Then you can go first!"

"I...I'll wait for another ride here, it's fine!"

Mr. Zhao's face was full of struggle.

to be frank.

He worked non-stop for more than 20 hours to prepare for this grand feast.

That dish of stewed pork had practically become an obsession for him.

Mohe is now within reach.

Making him wait around now is more painful than cutting off a piece of his own flesh.

But then she turned and glanced at Xiao Li, who was shivering from the cold beside her.

Mr. Zhao took a deep breath.

They made a decision that was even more difficult than signing a multi-million dollar contract.

He shouted into the car:

"Master, how about... we forget about it?"

"Let's wait for a car that can carry two more people."

Xiao Li was stunned on the spot.

He stared at his boss in disbelief.

That capitalist who threatens to "expel fans" at the drop of a hat.

She actually turned down the chance to eat at Fang Yu's grand banquet just for him?!

Xiao Li felt a lump in his throat and grabbed General Manager Zhao's arm.

"No! Mr. Zhao!"

"You go first! Don't worry about me!"

"When you eat the pork stew, I hope you still remember me..."

He swallowed hard as he said this.

"Please give me two more pieces of blood sausage!"

"Another bowl of pickled cabbage soup!"

"Just pretend... just pretend I've already eaten!"

General Manager Zhao's body stiffened, and he said loudly:

"Xiao Li! I won't allow you to say such foolish things!"

"No matter what! We must enjoy this feast together!"

"Not one can be left behind!"

Xiao Li broke down instantly, her eyes welling up with tears.

"General Manager Zhao—!"

"Little Li—!"

The two people gazed at each other affectionately in the wind and snow.

Inside the driver's cab.

The experienced driver, leaning on the steering wheel, watched these two grown men enact a life-or-death farewell scene in the snowstorm at minus thirty degrees Celsius, and rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"No, are you two filming a movie here?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed to the dark road behind him.

"There was another car behind us, also delivering ingredients for the banquet to Polaris Square, and it caught up with us soon."

Both Mr. Zhao and Xiao Li were taken aback.

The experienced craftsman continued:

"That car was driven by my daughter."

"She's also a huge fan of Fang Yu, even more so than the two of you."

"We came out of the village one after the other; she was carrying half a pig in her truck."

"The road was slippery just now, so I told her to drive slowly. I figured we'd be there soon."

At this point, the old master craftsman glanced at the two of them again and added:

"Don't worry, the passenger seat in that car is empty too."

"You two don't need to keep calling each other 'General Manager Zhao' and 'General Manager Li' here."

"If you keep shouting like that, I'm afraid you two will become sworn brothers on the spot."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Zhao and Xiao Li...

The solemn atmosphere that had been painstakingly built up shattered instantly.

Sure enough, a few minutes later.

A pickup truck carrying half a pig, with its hazard lights flashing, drove through the snowstorm.

The car window rolled down.

A girl with a ponytail and wearing a thick cotton-padded coat peeked out.

"Dad! What are you dawdling about here for?"

"Hurry up!"

The girl's gaze swept over Mr. Zhao and Xiao Li by the roadside, and then looked at the broken-down Land Rover.

In just one second, she guessed what was going on.

The girl called out in a clear, crisp voice:

"The one who cried from the cold!"

"Get on the bus!"

Xiao Li: "..."

He opened his mouth, wanting to explain—

I wasn't crying from the cold, I was moved!

But the words were frozen back down by the cold wind blowing in their face.

Forget it.

What is dignity more important than a warm breeze?

The next second, without saying a word, Xiao Li grabbed his small bag and scrambled into the passenger seat of the pickup truck.

On the other side, Mr. Zhao finally sat in the passenger seat of the farm four-wheeler.

He rubbed his frozen fingers, and after a while, he shakily took out his phone.

The screen lights up.

Mr. Zhao took a deep breath and solemnly edited a post on his WeChat Moments, as if he were recording a major turning point in his life.

[My Land Rover froze to death on the road, while I rode in a cheap car to the city for a feast. This is the pinnacle of life.]

Location: Mohe.

Photo caption: A Land Rover lying alone in the snow, visible in the rearview mirror.

Click send.

Three minutes later.

My WeChat Moments exploded.

The first comment was from his wife:

[Zhao Lei, are you crazy? The car loan isn't even paid off yet!!!]

The second point comes from the company's vice president:

[Boss, if you freeze to death in Mohe, how will the company shares be distributed? Please let me know in advance.]

The third point comes from his college roommate:

【I'm on my way too!! Changing trains in Harbin, arriving the day after tomorrow!! Please save me a seat when you arrive!!】

The fourth point comes from a customer who never usually likes posts:

[Mr. Zhao, you look much cooler in your cab car than when you drive your Range Rover.]

The fifth one comes from Xiao Li.

Only four words:

[Manager Zhao is awesome!]