Huang Zunzhen took out a silver dollar, held it between his two fingers, and gave it to the foreigner, "Brothers, you have worked hard, take it to drink tea."
The foreigner glanced at the three men in red turbans at the foot of the steps. They were still talking happily.
Huang Zunji understood, took out three more coins, and stuffed them over.
The foreigner grabbed it, weighed it in his hand, and called to the people below, "Hey, you guys, stop the team."
Huang Zunqi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
The foreigner walked down a step and suddenly stopped.
Less given?
Huang Zunqi's heart tightened and he stared at the foreigner.
The foreigner pointed to the door lintel and said, "Take this down."
Huang Zunyi was confused for a while.
"The Ministry of Industry and Commerce has regulations. You can't modify the appearance of the building without authorization!" He pointed to the red-turbaned Indian tax policeman below and said, "If they report you, it won't be as simple as drinking tea."
"I understand, thank you for your advice." Huang Zunqi nodded and bowed his head in thanks.
When the foreigner saw him like this, he walked down the steps, shook the silver dollars in his hands at the Asan tax policemen, made the gesture of "no hug rice", and strode away.
The three Asan tax policemen still laughed at the plaque reading "Malan Mountain" and continued to follow them in a joking manner.
Huang Zunqi stood at the door, looking at the foreign tax policeman leaving, and thought to himself:
Too hasty.
In Mutian's current situation, it would be difficult for him to ensure that he would not be disturbed for the next thirty hours or so by his own efforts.
Mu Tian was in a special period, where even a single leaf could cause fatal injuries, either death or disability. However, he could not guarantee and did not have enough ability to guarantee absolute peace in the future.
As a human being, as long as you have a heart, you will have a clear understanding.
When Pique received a call from Huang Zunyi in his office at the Oriental Grand Theater, he was holding a photo frame and admiring it.
The photo frame is made of sterling silver, and the fine lines of the carvings have oxidized black spots due to age. There is an old yellowed photo embedded in it.
On it, Ronald Peake, who was wearing a priest's uniform, was smiling brightly, holding a large and thick hardcover book in his arms, with the English letters "Bible" vaguely visible. Next to him was a man in a suit, who was also smiling.
Next to him is the young Huang Zunzi, wearing a robe, mandarin jacket and a melon-pipe cap. He has a bald forehead, braids, and is leading a tall white horse.
The background of the photo is "Malanshan Catholic Church".
"Hello, Mr. Huang, it's been a long time, what do you do with me?"
As expected of a pastor's kid, he is very polite and much better than when we broke up last time. Last time, this guy pointed a gun at himself. Don't you know that the most dangerous thing is to draw a gun at such a close distance?
People cannot be rash at any time.
After listening to Huang Zunyi's instructions or requests, Piqué asked: "Where are you?"
"What do you think? Where else can I be in the small building in Fuyouli, Elbow Beach, which you arranged last time?" Huang Zunzhen thought this guy was a bit pretentious, so he said angrily.
"Then you need to find Chandler. That's his territory there, and he's very close to you. It's too far away from here, and I'm afraid I won't be able to gather people in time to rush over." Pique said sincerely.
"I'm not familiar with him." Huang Zunyi said subconsciously. In his mind, Pickett was trying to evade.
"What's new is familiar again, we met last time." Pique said smoothly, not realizing Huang Zunqi's resistance to him at all.
"I still know your father!" Huang Zunyi's tone was a little strange, and he couldn't figure out what he meant by this.
"I'm still your grandfather." Pique simply blurted out. He didn't like the Chinese people he knew who liked to get close to each other. He believed that people who show off favors have lost their principles, and having no principles is terrible.
. He hinders progress, whether it is as small as an individual, as large as an organization, or even a clan, and it is ruined just because of favors.
He doesn't like to work with such people because it is dangerous.
Huang Zunqian didn't know what Pique was thinking at this time. He held the receiver and was stunned for a moment, "Why are you still swearing?" He was about to curse, but he held back, "Why are you still swearing?
?!When it comes to swearing, I have more words than you."
"That must be true. But, Mr. Huang, this is just a metaphor. I'm here to make a call. Ensuring Mu Tian's safety is the first priority. Before Chandler's patrol arrives, you must ensure Mu Tian's safety."
Piqué knew that his slip of the tongue had offended Huang Zunyi, so he couldn't help but explain apologetically.
This is more or less the same, and it is not in vain that when they were massacred in Malan Mountain, Mu Di ignored everyone's opinions and ordered the guards to rescue the priest and his family. Father Ronald's wife Ivia was still carried on his back all the way. What if
When Reverend Ronald Peake passed away from his teaching position, everything was in disarray. How could there be today's Captain Elliot Peake?
Huang Zunzhen made a "hum" sound in his nose and hung up the phone. He was about to return to the basement when he suddenly remembered the warning from the foreign tax police. He pondered for a moment and felt that it was best not to cause trouble at this time, so he walked out of the door again.
Looking at the plaque he had inscribed and hung on the lintel, he sighed slightly and waved his hand to take it off with infinite nostalgia.
When Chandler received Peak's order, he was preparing to dispatch the police because someone from the Purple House Tea House called the police to report that a murder had occurred there. Peak's call caused almost all of Chandler's patrol house to be dispatched. He sent most of the police to
After entering Fuyouli, they not only surrounded the small building tightly, but also blocked the entrance and exit of Fuyouli.
Hey, when it comes to organizational tasks, Chandler's principle has always been to rather perform well than under. This is a matter of attitude. If it is over, it is at most a matter of criticism. If it is not under, if the criticism is small, you will lose your hat.
Holding this magic weapon in hand, Chandler has been sitting in the position of the patrol commander since the establishment of the Elbow Beach Patrol Room, and has never wavered despite all kinds of wind and waves.
He met Huang Zunyi, made arrangements for Fuyouli and Xiaolou, and went to the Zilu Tea House with a few close associates.
At this time, Fang Fanglong had not left yet. It was not that he did not want to escape the scene of the murder, but Xie Chunhua asked Mr. Lu to send his own bodyguards to put him under house arrest in his original private room. As a witness, he must wait until the patrol comes to investigate the case.
The house dragon knew that he couldn't outrun automatic weapons, and he also felt that he had a background, so he didn't care about the situation in front of him.
Unexpectedly, when Chandler came over and saw the clothes of the deceased, he knew that this was a serious matter, so he loaded the body and the house into a police car and escorted them back to the patrol room.
After Piqué arranged all this, he asked Sumary to discuss the evening performance of "La Traviata" because he received a letter from the Ministry of Industry and Commerce Bureau asking him to change some supposedly radical lines in the play.
Xipi, how radical can a romantic drama be?
Absurdity. And absurdity is the harbinger of social death. This is what Peake's drama teacher Singer said.
Su Mali believed that the requirements of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce Bureau were pure nonsense. She believed that it was the ignorant gangsters from the Special Agent Section of the Patrol Room who were making trouble and refused to change it.
Peake believed that being able to perform was the most important, so he had to maintain absolute political correctness at the time. The two countries were not hostile countries yet, so there was no need to cause unnecessary trouble and attention.
The two were in a stalemate.
At this moment, Old Jack called and said that there was an important person requesting to meet immediately. Due to the last "Tin Soldier" incident, Alice was no longer safe, so she decided to meet at Cailemen.