Monster Factory

Chapter 118: 2 Fast 2 Furious (2 of 2)

Translated by me, edited by drpetro.

1 AM, all metal structures had been completely secured to the trucks. With Ye Qing's Lagonda leading the way, the long line of trucks began to roll out.

On the exhibition side, they had already called countless number of time, to anxiously inquire about the situation. Only when they had actually hit the road did they finally let out a sigh of relief.

Right now, at 1 AM, the road was basically devoid of cars. Under those conditions, they could basically speed all they wanted on the highway and be able to reach the exhibition halls in just over two hours.

Ye Qing followed along Huanhai Avenue at a cruising speed of 100 km/h. All the trucks behind him were either Dongfeng Sky Drake or Liberate J6, which could do 100 km/h fully loaded. Now, with a metal tree weighing in at only a couple hundred pounds each, they were obviously able to keep up easily.

Of course, for safety reasons, a gap of safety was kept between each truck.

Then……

Just as they got onto the highway, without even passing the toll gates, Ye Qing found a temporary roadblock up ahead. A dozen or so police cruisers and an anti personnel vehicle was parked along the road.

Four temporary speed bumps were placed on the road. Five officers in light reflecting vests were waving their flashlights non stop, signalling the cars to stop for inspections.

Behind them were two SWAT members with SMGs in hand.

"Such a large check point……." Ye Qing hit the right turn signal, then hurriedly pulled out his phone and took several pictures for memory.

Temporary checkpoints were actually pretty common in the city. However, with this temporary checkpoint being in front of the highway toll gate, and even having live ammunition, was mostly likely caused by the city's culture and safety thing, hence the shock and awe values.

Just as Ye Qing parked the car and lowered the windows, a traffic officer immediately greeted him with a breathalyzer and asked for license and registration.

Ye Qing breathed out, handed over his license and registration, then took a look in the rear view mirror and found that the truck behind him had also been held back.

"Officer, the 30 some trucks are all with me." Ye Qing pulled out his phone and explained: "We're delivering a batch of important master pieces for the Shanghai exhibition. I can make a call to your boss and explain everything to him, so do you mind letting us slide?"

"Huh? What you say?" As soon as the officer heard that there were 30 some more trucks at the back, and calling his boss to let them slide, his anger immediately flared.

"Out out." The officer called for help from his fellow colleagues, and said to Ye Qing: "I don't care what your attending, but we're going to inspect them one at a time."

"Even if you drive a supercar, we're still gonna examine it."

The trucks at the back were held back one by one. The strange train of trucks immediately raised the police's suspicions. They decided to examine the trucks carefully one at a time. The leader of the train, Ye Qing, was also brought over to their captain to explain everything.

The captain in charge of this temporary checkpoint sat inside of the anti personnel vehicle, and heard out Ye Qing's explanation of what the train of trucks was for.

Beside the vehicle was ten some drivers in the same situation as Ye Qing. Some of them were completely dejected, while others were busy making phone calls.

The ones closest to Ye Qing was a pair of young male and female. The girl was in heavy makeup and party dress, while the man was yelling into his cell: "Dad ~ I don't care! Just hurry up and have them release me!"

A black Porsche Cayenne was parked in front of the road block, in front of it was a row of luxury sedans, each of them valuing at at least 500 thousand.

"Which company are you from? You're their boss? What are you doing making deliveries in the middle of the night?"

"Mind if I make a phone call?" Ye Qing unharmingly smiled.

"Sure ~ go ahead, make as many as you like, even if you call until sunrise I won't care." the captain pointed to that pair close by: "That one drove a Cayenne, and not only did he intentionally block the plate, he also didn't bring a license.

"When he was getting inspected, he was saying how his dad was the owner of some listed company, and how that a single call would make me apologize."

"Hehe ~" The captain sat back, stretched, and yawned: "I've already been here for an hour, my legs are already sore."

"

Ye Qing also joined in the army of callers. Just as he pulled out the cell phone, a nearby driver cuts in: "Yo ~ don't waste your time. For the city of culture and safety thing, these guys are basically on drugs. I know some people in the traffic bureau, yet when I called, their phones were all off."

Ye Qing looked at him, smiled, and continued on with making his call.

All the other drivers nearby all encouraged Ye Qing to give up, otherwise the more calls he made, the more face he would lose.

The call was connecting, Ye Qing smiled at them: "I'm different from you guys."

"*Sigh* young people these days, why are they all so arrogant." a very well dressed business man who had his own personal driver butted in: "Young man, do you know who I just called?"

"I just called the Chief of the traffic bureau, so who are you going to call?"

"Maybe you could've left if you had called the Mayor." Ye Qing continued to ignore them all.

The call rang five times before Wen Xiaowei's nervous voice could be heard asking: "Mr. Ye what is the issue?"

"I'm held back at a checkpoint on the highway, so……"

"Ah!" Wen Xiaowei surprisingly yelled: "Inspections in the middle of the night! This is my fault, I should've arranged for some police to lead the way for you."

"Give me five minutes."

Hanging up the call, seeing that Ye Qing didn't even finish his sentence before putting down the phone, everyone burst out laughing.

"Haha ~ You didn't even get to finish before getting hung up on." That business man called out.

"Yeah, not much better." Ye Qing replied.

Over there, the police were stopping every single truck. The drivers were in utter confusion as they weren't hauling anything illegal at all, yet the police wanted them to drive into the service area for careful inspections.

Some of the truck drivers also came over, seeing Ye Qing waiting there, they immediately asked: "Boss, the police told us to move to the service area for inspection. What are we going to do?"

"Nothing. We'll be on the move again in five."

The drivers of all those luxury car were all shocked as everyone looked at each other, feeling as if they had just missed something.

"What is this lie, even my dad, being the owner of a publicly traded company, is helpless." The young man who drove the Cayenne retorted.

The captain who was inside the anti personnel vehicle also felt like he heard something wrong, so he was going to book him all the way until morning.

"Do you believe that even if I were to give you five……"

Before the captain could finish, his phone was already ringing.

When he decided to pull out his phone for a look, he first was stunned, then he immediately turned extremely polite as he answered the call.

"Yes Chief?"

Then, everyone nearby could all somewhat hear the loud angry roars that came from the other side.

The captain's face slowly changed as he stared directly at Ye Qing, just like an alien.

Then he hurriedly got out of the vehicle, and treated Ye Qing like he would his boss: "Mr. Ye, I'm sorry, really truly sorry."

"Xiao Liu!" The captain called out to one of the officers beside him: "Hurry hurry, release all of this one's trucks. And tell the toll gates for green lights all the way, then have Xiao Zhang open the way for them!"

"Ah? Captain what did you say?"

"Release them! Green light all the way! And have a cruiser lead the way!" This captain nearly flipped.

"No problem, no problem, I'm not in a hurry anyways." Ye Qing picked at his ear.

"Little…… little brother, who did you just call?" The business man was in complete shock, as even his call to the chief was useless. Yet this young man only made a single call, and didn't even get to finish a single sentence.

"We're here all getting booked and inspected, so……"

Yet that half sentence was literally like a nuke.

Green light all the way, and even have police cruisers opening the way!

*Clang*

The Cayenne driver's cell phone dropped onto the ground as his face was frozen in shock.

"I, I'm Fang Ruojun, the owner of Shuiyunxian." A skinny middle aged man squeezed in as he tried to curry favours while handing off a business card: "Little brother, if you ever have the chance to visit Shuiyunxian, I'll definitely have the chef use his namesake skills to give you our Shuiyunxian's greatest experience."

"Sure sure, I'll definitely make a trip when I get the time." Ye Qing accepted the card and put it into his pocket.

Everyone that was waiting around was immediately shocked awake as they tried to find their business cards. Sadly, Ye Qing simply turned around and walked away, leaving a trail of stomping feets and endless sighs of disappointment.

Ye Qing was seriously short in time. When the leading police cruiser got in place, he immediately pressed his horns signalling the trucks to keep up. Now with the police leading the way, the truck drivers were all like they got chicken blood injections, as they all swiftly had the hand shift at 8, and the pedal to the metal.

Luckily they were all driving cargo trucks. If they were driving Ye Qing's car, then right now they probably would've already thrown the police to the wind.

When they got to the exit for the Shanghai expressway, the truckers, as well as the police at the front, all experienced what 'special treatment' truly meant.

Police officials were all ready and waiting at the toll gates, and the road blockers were as straight as an electric pole.

Passing the toll booths, four already waiting cruisers immediately split into two teams, one lead the train with lights and sirens blazing, while the other team waited for everyone to pass, before following along at the end.

"Old…… Old Zhang, who are these people?" The Zhongyun plated cruisers parked on the side of the road at a complete loss, as the the traffic officer who was sitting in the passenger seat blankly asked.

"How would I know. I can't see clearly this late into the night, but what they're hauling seems to look like trees."

"Even trees made out of gold wouldn't be treated like this right? So what kind of backing did that company have?"

"This is Shanghai! Shanghai ah, Old Zhang!"