Yang Rui moved his body uneasyly. He wanted to say, "I don't violate the law, discipline, social morality, and follow public order and good customs." However, looking at the serious face of the neighborhood aunt and her excited eyes, Yang Rui obediently said, "I am a student."

In the eyes of the aunt, including Yang Rui moving his butt, they are all manifestations of uneasiness in his heart.

She stared at Yang Rui with great might, and her smile at the beginning disappeared, and she sternly said: "Where are students? Have you brought the student ID?"

Yang Rui touched his pocket and whispered: "I didn't bring my student ID."

"I didn't bring it? Then I'm still working in Zhongnan@hai. What are you doing?"

"Everyone said it was chatting."

"Cha? Can chatting make money? Think I'm stupid. Tell me quickly!"

The voice of the aunt in the neighborhood committee was made from years of training and was also her most commonly used weapon. As the saying goes, a roar in the small streets and alleys, the little thief will be scared out of water, specializing in treating thieves, big traitors, big evil, infertility, and unable to afford to marry a wife or a man.

The foreigners here couldn't understand Chinese, but they were still stunned by the aunt's voice. The low-pitched discussion disappeared, the calculations in their minds disappeared, and everyone looked at the aunt of the neighborhood committee.

The aunt was not afraid, put her hands on her hips and her eyes were like two ping-pong balls. While she was kicking Yang Rui, she also paid attention to the foreigners with her own light and was ready to have a table tennis diplomacy at any time.

"Yang Rui, is there any problem?" Raymond asked Yang Rui nervously. This was the first time he came to China. In addition to his passion for profits, he knew China as much as India.

Yang Rui expressed helplessly in English: "This lady is a member of China's community joint defense organization, well, a semi-official and semi-civilian organization. She is asking about the purpose of our gathering here."

Raymond was shocked: "Are we illegal?"

He looked at the tables around him and asked in a low voice: "Is it not allowed to drink publicly in China?"

"Everyone is allowed to go public and be crazy. We are not illegal." Yang Rui smiled bitterly.

The translations brought by everyone present also came over at this time, and explained the situation to their employers in English or Japanese, both Italian and German, and they are small languages, so naturally, we cannot expect translations in local languages ​​in China.

"It's useless for you to have too many people. Don't think I don't know what you are doing." The excitement in the aunt's eyes could no longer be concealed.

She pointed at Yang Rui and scolded: "You are selling Chinese intelligence, aren't you?"

Yang Rui was dizzy, and the shadow of Sailor Moon flashed in his mind, as if shouting: Boy, let’s explain!

Just when I opened my eyes again, the beautiful girl seemed to be hit by Ultraman, and her eyebrows were about to stand up.

"Where are so many spies in the world? You're thinking too much." Yang Rui said.

"You are a spy." Under the street light at the entrance of the alley, a red scarf that was faintly visible finally couldn't help but rush out and pointed at Yang Rui and said, "This is how Uncle Lei Feng caught the spy."

Yang Rui was confused: "What the hell?"

"When Uncle Lei Feng was standing guard, he found an old man sneaking inquiring about the situation in the barracks, so he caught him and interrogated him. Sure enough, he found that he was a spy. You were also sneaky!" The girl wearing a red scarf bravely accused Yang Rui and said, "What we wrote in our textbooks will not be wrong."

Not only Yang Rui, but also the Chinese who translated foreigners were stunned. Is it really good to translate such a translation for foreign friends?

Yang Rui touched his forehead and sighed: "Your teacher is also very dedicated to teaching you an idiom."

"Fight against the enemy!" The male red scarf hidden at the entrance of the alley finally couldn't help but rush out. They ran back with their left hand and straightened their fists with their right hand, and ran quickly. If they looked across, they were flying. Of course, they were now pretending to hold red tassel guns or bayonets.

"Let's go." Yang Rui stood up helplessly.

"Stop. So are you, stop them!" The aunt was not a bureaucrat who said nothing. She grabbed Yang Rui's clothes and arranged for the children to block the entrance of the alley.

"Old Zhang Lao Wang, Old Li Xiaohuang, Old Zhou Wangsi, Big Li Zi, tofu sellers, all of them will take out the guys." The aunt shouted the names of the soldiers and quickly surrounded Yang Rui and others.

The owner of Chaos Shop holding a rolling pin, the owner of the **** Shop holding a kitchen knife, the owner of the braised shop holding a pot lid, and the owner of the tofu shop holding a net bag were in front of them, and the sleeves were clamoring in the cold wind.

The owner of the tofu shop looked forward, his arms were tightened, and he asked softly: "Why am I the only one selling tofu from the old Liu family?"

...

Half an hour later, the police officers from the police station came to the tense alley and worked on the spot.

The police station instructor looked very bitter and frustrated, and sat on the long chair of the tofu stall and became silent.

The aunt from the neighborhood committee said anxiously: "Hey, why don't you talk when you come?"

"I don't understand English yet, what do you say?" The instructor looked at the aunt in anger and said, "Besides, what am I asking?"

"Just ask them if they are spies."

"They want to say no."

"Then they are lying!" the aunt said firmly: "My elders have heard them speak. The number is so big, right?"

Lao Mo, wearing a red scarf, stood up from behind Lao Wang in Chaos Shop with embarrassment.

The instructor said kindly: "Little sister, do you understand what they say? Repeat it."

"I can only understand numbers." Lao Mo, wearing a red scarf, whispered: "The Young Palace has taught numbers recently."

"Then talk about numbers, what did they say."

"He said 20 million, he said 12 million, and then said 2 million..." The little girl pointed at Yang Rui, Arnold and others, and said it was very similar.

"Is that true?" the instructor turned around and asked Yang Rui.

Yang Rui raised his eyebrows and said, "Is there any number to say."

"Then what did you say?" asked the instructor.

"It's not convenient to say." Yang Rui replied.

"Spy!" A red scarf emerged from the aunt's armpit and gritted her teeth.

"You have to explain, otherwise, if I let you go, everyone will disagree." The instructor looked at Yang Rui's young and handsome face, and felt a little excited.

Yang Rui looked around and was helpless. He thought, "On behalf of a Hong Kong company, I quoted several other foreign companies. 20 million is part of the quotation, so that's about it."

The instructor didn't know if he believed it or not, and his eyes turned around on Yang Rui.

The aunt shouted proudly: "Is it? There is a deal."

"Fair transactions are reasonable and legal, and are transactions between Hong Kong companies and companies such as the United Kingdom, the United States, and Japan." Yang Rui turned his head and explained, "Can we leave, right?"
Chapter completed!