Playing the Eighth Route Army, the system is forcing this on me?

Chapter 70 What a coincidence!

On the taxi.

Yi was scrolling through his phone out of boredom.

I don't know if it was Li Sisi who pulled the strings behind the scenes.

Several websites affiliated with CCTV are aggressively promoting their own videos.

They had already gained popularity by associating themselves with the Siberian tiger.

Filming for "Enjoy Your Leisure" has now wrapped up, but the official production team hasn't had time to promote it yet.

She has become an ambassador.

It's not just Xinhuanet.

Even on Bilibili and Douyin, traffic has increased significantly.

Yi Zheng touched the mask on his mouth. Fortunately, the mask came in handy.

I just don't know, the item description says it can even fool medical equipment, so what is it actually used for?

However, there's no need to think about that too much for now.

Anyway, it was all out of the blue, a gift from a hidden quest.

This is much more comfortable to wear than a regular medical mask.

It doesn't pill, doesn't shed, and most importantly, it doesn't hurt your ears even after wearing it for a long time.

Yi Zheng nodded and opened the map to take a look.

The drive from Hengdian to Jiangcheng takes about four and a half hours.

If he didn't have to rush to meet his sugar daddy tomorrow, he really wouldn't have been willing to take a taxi directly there.

But I'm not short of money right now.

Once filming for "Leisure" is completed, the mid-term payment will be in my hands in just a few days.

By then, my assets will finally break through one million!

This number was something I wouldn't have dared to even dream of in the past!

Bored on the road, Yi Zheng didn't really enjoy chatting with the driver.

Fortunately, the Douyin account has already been established.

To appreciate some dance or something.

Time flies by quite quickly.

However, why does my throat always feel itchy after wearing this mask?

cough……

Yi Zheng couldn't help but cough lightly, and once he started coughing, he couldn't stop.

Cough cough cough cough...

Upon hearing the cough, the driver instinctively slammed on the brakes.

"Holy crap, are you alright, buddy?"

"Oh, it's nothing." Yi Zheng quickly waved his hand.

"Huh? You sound like you're coughing to death, and you say you're fine?"

"Should we just turn around and go to the hospital?"

Yi Zheng was stunned. "Coughing to death?"

Is it really that excessive?

Could this prop have some kind of "side effect"?

However, this master was quite kind.

"I'm really fine, Master."

Yi waved to the rearview mirror.

He suddenly realized it.

The side effects of this mask are actually quite interesting.

What if we use it to play a sickly character later? Wouldn't that be a perfect prop!

Moreover, there are quite a few sickly people among the upright characters. Thinking of this, Yi Zheng was really looking forward to it.

After driving for another hour or so, we finally got off the highway.

Yi Zheng's phone battery was completely drained by the girls on Douyin.

As for the driver, for some unknown reason, he pulled over as soon as he exited the tollbooth.

"Damn manufacturers, they said it could last 500 kilometers."

"It's only been 300 kilometers, and it's already broken down?!"

Yi Zheng had never bought a car before, so he couldn't understand why his master was so angry.

But there was no other way but to pay the fare and then stand by the roadside to hail another taxi.

Anyway, we're already in Jiangcheng's territory. We won't meet the investors until tomorrow, so it doesn't matter whether we check in early or late today.

But as soon as he stood by the roadside, Yi Zheng realized, "Oh no, my phone is dead!"

As an actor, he doesn't usually carry a power bank with him.

When filming, I don't even have time to take out my phone all day.

Why is there a power bank?

Yi Zheng looked around. This highway entrance was probably built on the outer ring of the city. Looking out, he couldn't even see a taxi.

Just as I was worrying, a Buick GL8 suddenly braked and stopped in front of me.

As the black car window rolled down.

In the driver's seat and the passenger seat, sat two people, one fat and one thin.

Coincidentally, both of them, like Yi Zheng, were wearing baseball caps and masks, completely covering their faces.

Yi Zheng was stunned, as if he had suddenly seen a glimmer of hope.

Could it be that we ran into a competitor?

Just as I was thinking this, the other person spoke first.

"Brother Zheng?"

The fat man in the passenger seat spoke with a hint of inquiry and wariness.

Zheng Ge?

Yi Zheng was stunned again, almost unable to react.

It seems the person on the other end is not only a colleague, but also someone they know well!

Otherwise, how could they recognize me if I covered myself up so well?

"Ah, it's me."

Yi Zheng quickly agreed.

He secretly rejoiced, "What a coincidence! What a coincidence!"

I was just worried because I couldn't get a taxi in this desolate wilderness.

I ran into someone I know!

The fat man in the passenger seat poked his head out and looked around. He was about to get out of the car to help Yi Zheng with his luggage.

The skinny man in the driver's seat grabbed him.

"Hey! Third brother, be careful! Let's check the code!"

The fat man frowned, then nodded.

"Indeed, Second Brother is so thoughtful!"

The fat man came to Yi Zheng's side and looked around a few more times.

Then, he casually leaned close to Yi Zheng's ear.

"Heaven and earth, black and yellow!"

After speaking, Oki raised his chin, signaling for Izheng to continue.

Yi Zheng was delighted to hear this.

Oh my god.

So it turns out they weren't from the same industry, they were fans!

I never imagined that I, Yi Zheng, would be recognized by fans, especially when I was so well covered up.

Hey, tell me, tell me!

What a coincidence!

Isn't that a coincidence?

"Fifth Uncle~ Primordial Era!"

Yi was speaking in a very proper accent, even gesturing as he spoke.

Look at our luck!

You can even run into fans when you travel all the way to a neighboring province!

As Yi Zheng was so happy, the air he inhaled through his mask made his throat itch again.

cough cough cough.

Cough cough cough cough cough!

After a fit of violent coughing, Yi Zheng instinctively tried to take off his mask.

Since I've already been recognized by fans, I can't keep coughing while wearing this thing.

To everyone's surprise, this startled the fat man, who quickly grabbed Yi Zheng's wrist.

"No, Brother Zheng!"

"With so many people around, it's better to wear one!"

That's right!

Yi Zheng nodded after listening.

If he gets surrounded by fans, he won't have an agent or bodyguards.

This is really difficult to handle.

Thinking of this, Yi Zheng pulled his mask up even higher.

At this moment, the fat man turned around and nodded to the tall, thin man in the driver's seat.

"It's safe, it's Zheng Ge!"

"Hmm." The skinny man didn't say much, and carefully looked Yi Zheng over again.

The code was correct word for word, and the person knew it very well without the slightest hesitation.

But the pronunciation... something just doesn't feel right.

However, seeing how badly he was coughing, as if he was about to die on the spot, it was definitely Brother Zheng.

"Get on the bus!"

"it is good."

As soon as Yi Zheng sat in the back seat, the GL8 sped away from the toll station, which was full of surveillance cameras, as if it were on an urgent mission.

Seeing the car driving so fast, Yi Zheng also became a little suspicious.

Holding onto the handrail, I couldn't help but confirm with the two of them again.

"Um..."

"Where are we going?"

Just as the fat man was about to answer, the skinny man glared at him.

Then the other party glanced at Yi Zheng in the rearview mirror.

He replied coldly, "Jiangcheng Hotel, do you even know which one we're going to?"

"I know, I know, the one across from Jiangcheng Bank~"

Yi Zheng nodded in relief.

Thinking to myself, it seems these two aren't fans; they must be people arranged by Brother Jing.

That would be much safer than riding in a fan's car!

The two people in the front row nodded in unison.