After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Association Grand Prix was about to begin.

Wei Yunli selected the best batch of wine from the winery for them to take to the competition. At the same time, she also packaged the next batch of wine for major clients.

Due to the huge quantity of wine they needed to bring back to North City, they couldn’t fly with it. In the end, Wei Yunli arranged logistics to be sent out on the same day they departed.

The day they returned to the office in North City, Wang Jing also came. As soon as they entered, they were startled by his current appearance.

Normally, Wang Jing was extremely disheveled, with messy hair and mismatched clothes. But this time, he had groomed his hair and changed into a brand-new shirt and trousers.

“You’re in love?” Xie Dongcheng passed by him and asked.

In Xie Dongcheng’s impression, the only time he himself started dressing up too was after he started dating Yu Zi.

“Don’t talk nonsense. How could I, at my age, be in love?!” Wang Jing was thirty-six years old and had even been divorced once, after which he hadn’t been involved in any relationships.

“Then why the change?”

“I’m attending a formal occasion with you guys, so shouldn’t I dress a bit more formally?” Wang Jing’s old face unexpectedly blushed. “Ah, you guys don’t understand.”

Yu Zi nearly sprayed out the water he was drinking.

“We’re just delivering the wine. We don’t need to make speeches on stage or anything.”

Wang Jing’s face turned even redder, “Ah, you guys don’t understand.”

Yu Zi submitted all the required documents in advance. Now they were just waiting for the batch of wine carefully selected by Wei Yunli to arrive. Then they could participate in the competition smoothly.

After that day, Yu Qing never contacted Yu Zi again, nor did he receive any more news. It was as if he had evaporated from the earth. Yu Zi was already accustomed to his mysterious disappearances and didn’t bother about him anymore.

Although Yu Zi was surprised by Wang Jing’s dressed-up appearance, he also took out the clothes he had prepared for Paul’s party previously and had them cleaned and ironed again by the dry cleaner. After all, they were going to appear in front of a crowd of investors, so they needed to pay a little more attention.

However, as the date of the Grand Prix approached, their wine still hadn’t arrived. It had been two days, and the logistics information showed that it was still stuck at a transfer center along the way. Over the past two days, Xie Dongcheng had made several calls to the logistics company, urging them repeatedly. The responses were prompt, but the logistics information remained unchanged.

Now, even if they arranged for Wei Yunli to send the wine through another logistics company, it might not arrive in time. Moreover, the batch she had selected was of the highest quality, and changing it might affect the results of the competition. They didn’t want to take that risk.

After a while, Xie Dongcheng received a call from Wei Yunli from Bai Cheng.

“Hello, Boss Wei?” Xie Dongcheng answered the phone.

“The logistics center is on strike. Our wine is now stuck at the transit point near Mucheng along with several containers.”

“On strike?!” Xie Dongcheng’s blood rushed to his head. “What are we going to do about the wine?”

“They say the boss of the transit point owes wages, and several employees there have quit. It looks like we won’t be able to get it to North City tomorrow. The entire transit center is at a standstill, unless we go pick it up ourselves.”

After Xie Dongcheng hung up the phone, he sat in silence for a long time, then suddenly stood up.

The chair scraped against the original wooden floor, emitting a sharp frictional sound.

“Where are you going?” Yu Zi watched him walk out.

“I’m driving to Mucheng to pick up the goods!”

“You’re crazy! It’s over four hundred kilometers away!”

But Xie Dongcheng didn’t listen to him, pressing the button in the elevator hall directly. In the last second before the elevator car was about to close, Yu Zi reached out and stopped the iron door.

“I’ll go with you.”

“No, you have to stay here. I’ll contact you if anything happens.” Xie Dongcheng smoothly pushed him out of the elevator, then pressed the door-closing button.

Xie Dongcheng didn’t expect that after so many years, he would go to Mucheng again, this time to find a logistics transit center.

He filled the car with gas, opened his phone, and navigated to the transit center Wei Yunli had sent. The entire journey was about 415 kilometers, and it would take at least six or seven hours to drive. But there was no other way. If they didn’t do this, their competition might have to be forfeited. Waiting any longer would just be a waste of time.

Xie Dongcheng left the urban area near dusk. Because it was the weekend, traffic congestion started at the entrance to the highway. Cars moved very slowly, barely advancing a few hundred meters.

He watched as the time on the navigation app kept getting longer and longer, losing patience. He honked the horn twice heavily.

A message popped up on his phone placed on the center console, and when he opened it, it was a WeChat message from Yu Zi.

Yu Zi: “Where are you?”

Xie Dongcheng’s car was still stuck, so he quickly replied, “Haven’t gotten on the highway yet.”

Just as he sent this message, the road ahead cleared up. He stepped on the gas and followed along, speeding away.

Yu Zi waited in the office until late at night. Xie Dongcheng’s night driving had left him with quite a psychological shadow.

Last time he had only broken his arm, but this time the journey was so far, and he was pressed for time. He felt a little uneasy.

After Xie Dongcheng replied to that WeChat message, there were no new messages from him. Yu Zi had originally wanted to call him directly, but when he thought about him driving at night, it was very unsafe to answer the phone in the car, so he gave up.

He waited until after one in the morning, his eyelids almost unable to lift, and Xie Dongcheng still hadn’t sent him a message to confirm his safety.

Yu Zi’s throat was a little dry. After thinking about it, he finally sent a text to Xie Dongcheng: “Call me when you get to the service area.”

Then he turned the volume of his phone to the maximum.

Early the next morning, Yu Zi’s phone rang. He immediately woke up from his hazy dream, quickly picked up the phone, but the voice on the other end was not Xie Dongcheng.

“Are the things ready? We’re going to set up at noon.”

Yu Zi looked at the phone and saw it was Wang Jing.

He cursed in his heart and then cleared his throat, “Xie Dongcheng went to pick up the wine. Wait for him for a while.”

“Going to pick up the wine at this time?! Where is he going to pick it up? The organizers are going to seal the warehouse tonight.”

“I know.” Yu Zi gritted his teeth in reply.

He calculated the time. It would take at least thirteen hours for Xie Dongcheng to drive back and forth, and with a couple of rests along the way, he wouldn’t be able to return until around two in the afternoon at the earliest.

He waited anxiously, unable to think about tea or food, but Xie Dongcheng still didn’t call him back. Yu Zi couldn’t help it and called him, but the phone rang once and then reminded him that it couldn’t be connected.

His heart sank suddenly, not daring to think further.

At half past eleven noon, Wang Jing arrived at the office on time and knocked on the glass door.

Then he saw Yu Zi coming over like a lost soul to open the door for him.

“Did you sleep here?” Wang Jing glanced around and only saw that narrow, broken sofa.

Yu Zi didn’t want to waste words with him and just nodded.

“Let’s go, we need to go to the venue.” Wang Jing urged him.

Yu Zi didn’t know how he got to the venue. Wang Jing’s beat-up car clattered out of the city, then clattered to the south suburbs.

Wang Jing turned on the car radio, and the sound of the radio broadcast crackled.

First, there were boring news briefings of the day, and then suddenly the announcer interrupted with a major news bulletin:

—There was a major rear-end collision on the Mucheng highway last night, with eleven cars involved, five people dead on the spot, and the remaining thirteen sent to the local hospital for emergency treatment. Our reporter is still following up on the specific progress…

Rear-end collisions, rear-end collisions. It’s another rear-end collision.

Yu Zi sat in the passenger seat, his gaze empty. Two seconds later, his fingers started trembling, and then he quickly took out his phone and dialed a number.

This time there was no busy tone, but it rang several times without anyone answering.

“What’s wrong with you?” Wang Jing noticed his abnormality.

Yu Zi didn’t say anything, his hand trembling to the point where he couldn’t hold the phone.

Although it was already autumn, the noon sun was still scorching. When Yu Zi got out of the car, he felt dizzy, almost stumbling in the parking lot.

“Should we go back? I’ll sign you in.” Seeing his appearance, Wang Jing felt a bit sorry for him and suggested.

Standing in the sunlight, Yu Zi let the light roast his cheeks and neck. The voice of the news broadcast was still playing repeatedly in his head.

Seeing him hesitating, Wang Jing didn’t know what to do and could only stand behind him, waiting for his response.

More and more people gathered around the venue, and the cars in the parking lot became crowded. There was a line at the entrance barrier, and many cars honked impatiently.

The waveforms of these sounds pierced into Yu Zi’s ears like swords, and his already recovered right ear seemed to be engulfed in a huge vortex of noise again.

Suddenly, a black car stopped abruptly in front of them and pulled into a parking space, raising a layer of dust on the ground.

Wang Jing took a big step backward in fright: “Oh my god, you scared me.”

Yu Zi was startled, looked up suddenly, and then realized that this car was so familiar. A black Toyota.

He thought he was mistaken, rubbing his eyes vigorously.

Bang! The driver’s door was pushed open violently. A figure walked out of the driver’s seat.

“Hurry up, let’s move it.” Xie Dongcheng patted the large cardboard box in the trunk and said to Wang Jing.

Wang Jing, still shocked, patted his chest several times before answering, “Okay. It’s still early, the warehouse isn’t sealed yet, take your time, we’ll make it.”

Yu Zi stood behind the two of them and watched as they moved the cardboard box into the organizer’s warehouse and completed the registration.

The sunlight in the sky was still scorching. After Xie Dongcheng finished his work, he walked back to his side.

He blinked, and an eyelash fell into his eyelid, causing a slight stinging sensation.

“What’s wrong?” Xie Dongcheng waved his hand in front of him.

Yu Zi still had a grim expression on his face, and it took him a while before he said the first sentence, “You’re not allowed to drive alone late at night anymore.”

Xie Dongcheng was puzzled by his abrupt statement.

After a while, he remembered to check his phone and glanced at it for several seconds before understanding.

He smiled and explained to Yu Zi, “There’s a section on the highway with no signal, and the navigation’s voice was intermittent, affecting my driving. I wanted to save time, so I left my phone on the passenger seat…”

Yu Zi still didn’t say anything, staring at his eyes intently.

Xie Dongcheng didn’t know what to do, his throat moving several times.

The next moment, Yu Zi suddenly raised his hand and hugged his waist, tightly wrapping his arms around him and burying his head in his neck. Their chests were pressed tightly together, hearts resonating.

Yu Zi rarely took the initiative to hug him like this from the front. This time, Xie Dongcheng heard a faint sigh from him.

“You scared me.” His voice was even softer than the sigh.

Hearing his words, Xie Dongcheng finally relaxed and couldn’t help but joke, “What’s wrong, boss? Are you crazy in love with me?”

Xie Dongcheng even imitated Yu Zi’s tone from last time.

Yu Zi’s breath paused for a moment, he looked up at him, his eyelids slightly reddened, “Yes, satisfied now?”