When he entered the hotel, Zhou Yong came up from afar.?

He looked at Wu and said, "Mr. Wu, you really shouldn't come again today!"

Of course, Zhou Yong also knew about the noon birth and the information that spread on the Internet later.

In his opinion, the best way for Wu Xiaotian and others now is to temporarily avoid the limelight and have an accident.

Therefore, at around 2:00 pm, he called Zhang Yun and suggested not to come here for the time being.

However, this suggestion was rejected by Wu Xiaotian. Not only did they come, but they also came earlier.

Wu Dao: "Why don't you come? It's just that we are afraid of implicating President Zhou."

When Zhou Yong heard this, he waved his hand and said, "There is nothing to be implicated or not. We are all Chinese. It is worth helping each other abroad, so there is no need to be so dissatisfied. Moreover, my hotel signing party these days, and I have promoted my hotel for free. The business has improved a lot. I am grateful that it is too late."

He paused and continued with some concern: "But I am a little worried. There will definitely be a lot of reporters coming later, and there are also Korean people protesting outside. I am afraid that it will be bad if they can't control it for a while and cause riots."

Wu Xiaotian shook his head and said with a giggle: "It's okay, we are not going to fight with the Koreans, we are just trying to solve the problem."

Zhou Yong nodded and said, "Well, that's it, but in order to avoid business accidents, I still called the police."

"Call the police?"

Hu Yidao frowned and said, "The one who came must be the Korean police. They must wear a pair of pants with the Korean reporters. When they come, will things be more troublesome?"

"Yes, there will be no problem!" Zhang Yun said with some concern.

Zhou Yong was also shocked when he saw Hu Yidao talking to Zhang Yun. He did not consider these issues, but simply considered safety issues.

He said apologetically: "What should I do? I have called the police, why don't I call now and say it's okay again?"

Wu Dao: "Haha, there will be something wrong and then it will be fine again. How could the police believe it?"

"That's bad, it's all my fault!" Zhou Yong said blamingly.

"Nothing happens!"

Wu Xiaotian looked at Zhou Yong and said comfortingly: "In fact, it doesn't matter whether you call the police or not, because the police will come sooner or later."

Hu Yidao asked strangely: "Why?"

Wu Xiaotian pointed to the protesters outside and said helplessly: "Look at the outside, there are so many Koreans standing there now. How could the Korean police not know about such a big thing? If I guessed well, they should have received the news and they are coming soon."

"That's right!" Hu Yidao said suddenly.

"Lao Zhou, Lao Zhou!"

While everyone was talking, the hotel owner Cui Mingda hurriedly shouted.

Zhou Yong turned around in confusion and asked, "What's wrong, Lao Cui!"

Then, the two started talking in Korean together. They were very fast and Zhang Yun had finished talking before he had time to translate.

Wu Xiaotian asked: "What's wrong?"

Zhou Yong frowned and said, "The Korean Ministry of Culture just called and said that their people will arrive soon. It may be about your signing party. Lao Cui doesn't know what the specific matter is."

Wu Xiaotian was immediately surprised.

The Korean Ministry of Culture, which is similar to the Ministry of Culture in China, is both famous.

A few days ago, Zhang Yun wanted to hold a sales signing party in the library. The reason why he failed was that the library regretted it, and on the other hand, it was also because of the obstruction of Korean culture.

"Those people are the most hateful. They say one thing, but they do another secretly."

When Zhang Yun heard that this department was coming, he gritted his teeth in hatred.

In the past few years he has been in South Korea, he has been harassed by this department.

Of course, he also knows this department well. Although they do not care about foreign cultures such as China on the surface, and sometimes even say some beautiful words in the officialdom, they are more of them in secret, which makes many Chinese artists who come to South Korea to conduct activities have no good exhibitions.

So he said certainly: "They must be bad for coming."

Wu Dao: "I think they are a big gift to the door."

"What do you mean?" Everyone asked in confusion.

Wu Xiaotian smiled but said nothing, pointed to the door, and saw a group of people there, a total of four people, including two middle-aged people, two young people, two men and two women, for a middle-aged man with a beer belly.

Zhou Yong and Cui Mingda immediately met and greeted them with a smile.

Zhang Yun said to everyone, "Jin Guoren, the leader of the Ministry of Culture, who was walking in front, doesn't look like he has the word Ren in his name, but he is actually not kind at all, and he is very sinister and cunning."

"We won't be able to sign the sale this time, and he will at least have most of the credit."

Wu Xiaotian nodded calmly.

On the other hand, Jin Guoren walked while talking to Cui Mingda and Zhou Yong said with great enthusiasm: "I received a report that you have illegally held a sales signing event here, so I came here to take a look, wanting to see what the truth is."

Zhou Yong said with a pity: "What are you talking about? I am just a restaurant here, which is dedicated to receiving guests for dinner. How could I hold a signing party? You must have misunderstood."

"Misunderstanding, I hope that's the case."

Jin Guoren glanced at Zhou Yong and said coldly: "But I have specific evidence, and it won't work for you to argue like this."

Zhou Yong would not be scared by a few words casually. He raised his head and said with neither humility nor arrogant words: "You are joking, what I said is just the facts!"

"Don't you know soon?"

After Jin Guoren said this, he stopped talking and walked straight towards Wu Xiaotian. Soon, he arrived at Wu Xiaotian, looked at Wu Xiaotian carefully, Hu Yidao, Yu Ming and others for a while before turning to Zhou Yong and said, "You still said you didn't have a signing party? Are these people just evidence?"

"evidence?"

At this time, Zhang Yun was translating instantly. Wu Xiaotian was slightly stunned after hearing this, and then smiled and said, "How come we eat here, why did it become evidence?"

"snort!"

This time, Jin Guoren didn't say anything. A young man behind him stood up and said, "Don't you count? You are blatantly signing your Chinese tourists in this hotel, and it has been like this for several consecutive days. Is this a coincidence? Don't think we don't know. Someone has applied for a signing party for you before. Because we didn't agree, you are now using this method to signing party. Why? Do you still want to be fools? Still want to lie to us?"

Wu Dao: "We won't talk about whether the signing meeting is right now, we will talk about other things."

“What else?”

"Do you South Korea have regulations that Chinese artists cannot travel to Korea?" Wu Xiaotian asked.

"No!" the young Korean shook his head.

"Then do you South Korea have regulations to come to Korea for dinner, so you can't eat in the same family?" Wu Xiaotian asked again.

"No!" The young Korean continued to shake his head.

"Then do you have regulations to travel to Korea, so don't you meet your own people?" Wu Xiaotian continued to ask.

"Only not!"

Wu Xiaotian continued to step forward, looked at Jin Guoren and four other Koreans, spread his hands and said, "That's fine, this is fine. We have eaten in this restaurant, but we have eaten here for several days in a row, and then we happened to meet a Chinese who came to South Korea for the same trip. These are all within the scope of your South Korea. How can we say that we are lying to you?"

"this……"

The young Korean suddenly felt at a loss and could not say a word. And under Wu Xiaotian's step-by-step pressure, he couldn't help but take a step back.

"You are making a point!" Another Korean jumped out and said.

"This is a bit over!" Wu Xiaotian looked at the Korean man and said, "According to your words, then we Chinese cannot travel to Korea, right? If this is true, please tell me clearly and I will help you promote it."

"That's not what we mean!"

The young Korean was immediately retracted by Wu Xiaotian's big hat. He couldn't afford to wear this hat. You know, Chinese tourists are one of the main forces in traveling to Korea. If it is really because of his influence in the tourism industry, he can't afford it.

A young Korean woman said, "We have received a lot of reports from people, saying that you are in a signing party. If you don't do it, why are so many people reporting it?"

"Haha, this is normal!" Wu Xiaotian said pretending to be understanding: "After all, everyone has encountered it, so you government officials are here to manage it. It's impossible for you to report it as real. In this case, Korea will be too chaotic!"

It was a Korean man who was speechless by Wu De and looked at each other in a glance.

Finally, Kim Kwok-in stood up and said impatiently: "I don't care whether you are in a signing party or not, but I tell you now that from today on, you cannot sign anyone, whether you are a Chinese or a Korean, are not allowed. If you commit it again, we will give you corresponding punishment, or even send it back to your country."

"What is this? Is it okay for us to travel to Korea?"

"That's right, I'm going to go to the Chinese Embassy to complain to you!"

"It is simply unreasonable to tell all Chinese people when I go back and tell them the attitude of you Koreans. Such a country is not worth our trip."

Hu Yidao and others immediately protested dissatisfiedly when they saw Jin Guoren's arrogant and unreasonable attitude.

Wu Xiaotian raised his hand and asked with a smile: "Can I understand this way? You don't let me sign your Koreans?"

Jin Guoren didn't think about it carefully, and he blurted out: "Yes, it was what I asked for."

At this moment, the outside finally started to make a complete noise.

After a conversation between Wu Xiaotian and Kim Kwok-in just now, the South Korean protesters gathered more and more, and the Korean journalists also arrived here. They were clamoring outside to come in, but were stopped by the hotel security guards, and they were in trouble for a while.

Cui Mingda heard the sound outside, and he walked over quickly, took a look at the situation outside, and immediately came back to explain the situation to Wu Xiaotian, Zhang Yun and others.
Chapter completed!