To save the music festival, winning the championship is not too much.

Half past nine in the evening.

Xu Xuan came to the disaster area with a fleet of twenty large vehicles.

Yu Runqing greeted Xu Xuan at the intersection. After seeing the motorcade, Yu Runqing immediately contacted the people from the Future Group here, and then handed the phone to Xu Xuan.

After Xu Xuan answered the phone, he knew where the disaster was serious and what was needed, and then ordered the driver to take action.

In general, the twenty large trucks this time can sustain half the county for a few days, which will be relieved when major support arrives later.

What Xu Xuan had to do was to deliver supplies quickly in the first few days. In fact, after the country reacted, nothing would go wrong.

After finishing all this, Xu Xuan looked at Yu Runqing.

At this time, Sister Qing had already put on ethnic minority clothing, and her delicate face became even more beautiful, looking like a snow lotus.

Especially her long hair was tied into nice little braids, which looked even more contrasting.

In fact, Yu Runqing had been living in Kyoto before and had long been an urban beauty, so her sudden change gave Xu Xuan a contrasting visual sense.

Yu Runqing was not angry when he saw Xu Xuan's eyes, because there was no aggression in Xu Xuan's eyes, but pure appreciation, which made people feel comfortable.

Especially as a beautiful woman, it is a good thing that her appearance is attracted to the opposite sex, but it does not mean that she is willing to be stared at aggressively by men.

Xu Xuan's gaze is just right, making women feel satisfied but not disgusted.

This is the benefit of social etiquette and personal cultivation.

It's normal for Xu Xuan to look at beautiful women, but it's just for appreciation.

"Come on, Sister Qing, take me to your house to see you?"

Yu Runqing was not as sad as he imagined.

It stands to reason that no matter how Yu Runqing's mother treats her, she should just show off at this time.

Unexpectedly, Yu Runqing said as he walked: "My family is actually very good and has not been affected by the disaster."

Xu Xuan nodded: "Sister Qing, no matter what, life is greater than heaven."

Yu Runqing was startled when she heard the words, glanced sideways at Xu Xuan, pursed her lips and smiled. The night wind blew her face, and a few strands of long hair fell on the corners of her mouth, which was beautiful.

"Did the big boss hear anything?" Yu Runqing asked.

Xu Xuan shook his head.

Then I heard Yu Runqing say: "My mother's death has nothing to do with this incident. It happened three months ago, but they didn't notify me."

Xu Xuan was surprised.

Two hours ago, Gulizal said that Yu Runqing's mother had passed away, and Xu Xuan was still thinking about how to comfort her.

Did the co-author pass away long ago?

Yu Runqing's expression showed a relaxed and helpless sigh, and he said softly: "They were not even willing to notify me. I rushed home in the afternoon and they were surprised. Fortunately, my brother and sister-in-law were no longer like before. Already..."

Xu Xuan didn't want to say too much about Yu Runqing's family, but he had to take a look to ensure that Yu Runqing would not be bullied.

The pickup truck drove forward, but when it approached the small town of Yurunqing, I saw that someone was already controlling the intersection.

The car was stopped, and two people with charity associations on their sleeves came over.

A thin man with a long face knocked on Xu Xuan's car window and said: "Currently, mobile phones are not allowed in the disaster area. If you want to pass, please hand over your mobile phone and we will return it to you when you go back."

Xu Xuan was a little surprised when he heard this.

Xu Xuan has never heard of such control at any time.

And it seemed that the other party didn't recognize him.

He glanced at Yu Runqing, who also said helplessly: "When I called you just now, I had to walk out of this intersection to get my phone."

Xu Xuan squinted his eyes.

It stands to reason that if it is controlled by the state, it must be managed by the armed police and officers and soldiers.

But the control of people from charity associations is a bit overriding.

This is obviously illegal.

The long, thin face with the armband looked at Xu Xuan and said, "Actually, I'm just afraid that people will shoot short videos and post them online. It's not that I'm afraid of this, but that I'm afraid of cutting off the beginning and ending, which would be a waste of energy." Protect public opinion."

That's a pretty good excuse.

However, Xu Xuan still had no intention of handing over his mobile phone, but said: "If you were wearing the uniform of an armed police officer, maybe I would give you a mobile phone, but private organizations like you should forget it and get out of the way."

The man wearing the armband was startled when he heard this. He had never seen such an arrogant person before.

Over the past two days, Xu Xuan's skin has also changed. In addition, he was on the plateau and was wearing bloated clothes. It was not surprising that the other party didn't recognize him.

So the long and thin face stared at Xu Xuan with his eyes open: "I advise you not to cause trouble. Take out your phone now and we will return it to you when you come back. Otherwise, don't even think about coming in!"

Yu Runqing actually wanted to say, otherwise just give it to them.

The support in my town is currently managed by the charity association, and they will not evacuate until real rescue comes.

Instead, Xu Xuan sneered, closed the window, increased the accelerator and drove forward.

The long and thin face was stunned.

In this era, he has never seen such a bold person!

He was about to call someone, but then another person pulled his sleeve: "Are you crazy? Don't you recognize who he is?"

The thin man with a long face saw Xu Xuan rushing in and asked a little anxiously: "Who is it?"

"Old thief!"

The thin man with a long face was startled when he heard this, and asked again: "Who?"

The colleague rolled his eyes speechlessly: "Xu Xuan is an old thief!"

Only then did the long and thin face react suddenly.

However, he still stared at Xu Xuan's pickup truck angrily: "What happened to the Future Group? Don't you know that our vice chairman is fighting with them? It is their Future Group that is in trouble. No, we have to stop them!"

The lanky-faced colleague pulled him again and shouted in a low voice: "You want to stop pulling us. Why are you meddling in this kind of boss competition?"

In fact, the pickup truck was already far away at this time, and there was no chance to intercept it.

The thin man returned to his post, then took out his mobile phone and dialed Yan Kun's number to explain the situation here.

After hanging up the phone, the thin man looked towards the direction Xu Xuan drove away, sneering in his heart.

You're a rich man, you're awesome, let's see how long you can stay awesome!

A colleague came over and asked him, "What's wrong?"

The slender face laughed coldly, paused and then said: "The higher-ups said that this time, the person named Xu will have to peel off his skin even if he doesn't die."

The colleague heard this and said nothing.

"After a while, when he comes back, stop him and don't allow him to pass. Did everyone hear it? If something happens, I will bear it!"

The remaining people looked at each other and nodded.

The salary is very high, and there is no psychological burden if you work for three buckets of rice.

Besides, no one recognized Xu Xuan just now.