That is, about a week after the last incident in Xiaobei Prison, one afternoon, Fatty Sun was driving to the hospital to see me. Suddenly, he was called back by Gao Liang's phone call. He didn't say clearly what happened on the phone, but said that he had assigned a task and asked Fatty Sun to go back quickly.

Since Director Gao came to the phone in person, Fatty Sun could only turn back on a bend. After arriving at Gao Liang's office, he found that there were two other people sitting in the office besides Gao Liang. One of them was not an outsider, but Secretary Yang Chengwu, who rarely appeared after coming to the Poll Investigation Bureau.

A middle-aged man with glasses sat beside Secretary Yang. After seeing Fatty Sun arrive, before Gao Liang could speak, Secretary Yang said to Fat Sun first: "I finally waited for you to come back, Xiao Sun. If you don't come back, Director Liu will leave. Then you will have to go to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to hand over the handover in person."

When Secretary Yang was speaking, Gao Liang had already stood up and said with a smile: "Let me introduce it. This is an old classmate of Secretary Yang at the Party School, and now he is Liu Binchuan, the Concierge Department of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. This is Deputy Director Sun Desheng of our Folk Affairs Investigation and Research Bureau. The main thing about this reception is that you two are responsible."

As soon as Gao Liang finished speaking, the deputy director named Liu Binchuan raised his eyebrows, looked at Fatty Sun, and said to Gao Liang: "Gao sentences are long, I'm sorry to stop you. This foreign affairs activity is still led by the Concierge Department of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.... Your Poll Investigation Bureau is just to cooperate with our work. In this foreign affairs activity to welcome the Prime Minister of the Saint-Maliruo Republic, your Poll Investigation Bureau is only responsible for introducing the traditional religion of our country to the Prime Minister. The rest of the matter is not to worry about the Investigation and Research Bureau of Folk Affairs."

The one on the left is your polling bureau, and the other on the right is your polling bureau. The one on the other is your polling bureau, relying on his deputy director of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, he did not take the polling bureau seriously at all. Fatty Sun looked at him with a smile, thinking to himself: If this grandson had been in the Ministry of Public Security for two years, he would have known the details of the polling bureau, and when he said such a thing, he would not know what would it mean.

Fatty Sun and Gao Liang are not doing well yet. Secretary Yang's face was a little unhappy at first. After coughing, he said awkwardly: "Old Liu, it's all for revolutionary work. What are you who are ours? The Ministry of Foreign Affairs is in charge of foreign affairs reception work, so you will take the lead. Just tell us what to do about the specific matters."

Deputy Director Liu from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs glanced at Secretary Yang, turned around and said to Gao Liang, "Director Gao, I am a straight person, so I can say whatever I have. Don't mind if you say that sentence is wrong. But to be honest, this foreign affairs activity was originally qualified to find a professor who taught Chinese history in the university. I don't understand why this time, foreign friends asked you from the Folk Affairs Investigation and Research Bureau to explain the relationship between China's native religion and foreign religion to them."

"Oh, ask us to go..." Gao Liang's eyes were sealed when he heard this. After glanced at Fatty Sun, he looked at Deputy Director Liu with a smile and said, "Since all foreign friends have spoken, we must cooperate with your Ministry of Foreign Affairs. When we need us to go over, you can just say a word. Lao Yang said it well, it is all revolutionary work, and we must cooperate with you."

After a few words of politeness, Deputy Director Liu stood up and said goodbye. Secretary Yang sent him out of the polls bureau. After Gao Liang's office was closed, Gao Juchang said to Fatty Sun, "Don't cause trouble for him."

Fatty Sun grinned, sat in front of Gaoliang's desk carelessly, and said, "Look at what you said, am I such a person? I didn't say that even if I was going to cause trouble for him, I just called Bangchi over and chatted with him."

Speaking of this, Fatty Sun paused for a moment, as if he suddenly thought of something, and said to Gao Liang: "Gao Quotes, it's not me to explain the relationship between Chinese native religions and foreign religions. Should Hugo have to come to this job? It seems that no one in the entire polling bureau is more suitable than this foreign fruit."

"You can't find him now." Looking at Fatty Sun's somewhat puzzled look, Gao Liang said: "Hugo has asked for leave these days. He had asked for leave for these days a month ago. He said that he had a friend who came to China and was named to accompany the guest. By the way, Moyes is still here, why don't he let him accompany you?"

Thinking of Moyes's old-fashioned appearance, Fatty Sun sighed and said, "No, after I entered the polls, I never saw that guy laughing. I can't pee in the same pot as him, so I'd better go by myself. Isn't it just explaining the relationship between native Chinese religions and foreign religions? Don't you say I can't make up yet?"

"Can't you take this opportunity to learn the professional knowledge in sentences?" Gao Liang glared at Fat Sun, but he also knew that Fat Sun was a very lazy person. If you want him to learn magic, it may be less likely than forcing Fat Sun to commit suicide. He threw the file bag of the reception task file to Fat Sun and said, "I didn't know why I was blind at the beginning, so I asked you to be the deputy sentence leader. Get out, go to Room 2 and Room 5 to find two people to accompany you. If you have any words, just let them say it. Just listen to it. Don't throw people abroad.

Fatty Sun licked his face and smiled out of Gao Liang's office. After filtering the familiar people in his heart, he still felt that this matter seemed to be the most reliable thing. However, after he arrived at the fifth room, he heard that two days ago, an ancient tomb of a alchemist in the pre-Qin period had just been unearthed in Shaanxi. Ouyang Pianzuo was trying to find some serious treasures from it. He had already rushed over early in the morning. At this speed, he would not have thought of seeing him for a week.

Without Director Ouyang, any person from the fifth room could be sent to use. However, when Fatty Sun asked, Ouyang took four people away when he left the left, and a few more people were borrowed by the third room to deal with an emergency. There were fewer people from the fifth room, but now only two people were left to see them, one of them was squinting and the other was stuttering. Thinking about whether one was suitable for use…

In desperation, he had to go to the second room to pay attention to Brother Lian. Fatty Sun was about to turn around and go to the second room to take a walk when he saw the elevator door opposite him open. He really thought that whoever would meet would soon meet someone, Ximen Lian, Lao Mo and Xiong Wanyi walked out of the elevator.

Fatty Sun smiled and shouted to the brothers and several others: "I'm looking for... where are you going?" Before he finished speaking, the faces of these people changed, and they retreated back to the elevator with 51. Then he saw Xiong Wanyi's hand desperately pressing the elevator control key. Without guessing, he knew that Xiong Wanyi was pressing the closing key now.

Fatty Sun ran over to the elevator, shouting, "What do you mean? Why do you do something wrong? Why do you run away when you see the bureau leader?" Just before the elevator door closed, Fatty Sun ran to the elevator and pressed the door key. As the elevator slowly opened, he heard the complaints of the bears inside: "I said I should have run the stairs just now. I didn't come back if I took leave these days. If I can run, I'll count on one. Now, I haven't run away. I'm caught in a urn."

"Catch you in the jar!" Ximen Lian cursed and looked at Fat Sun who was blocking the elevator and said, "Sun Ju, wait for us. Director Ouyang called us just now. There is something important. Let's go find him first. If there is anything, we will talk about it when we come out."

"Ouyang Pianzuo is looking for you?" Fatty Sun smiled strangely and said, "It's not me that he told you that he found a treasure in Shaanxi and asked you to go and help move it back? To be honest, Ouyang Pianzuo went to Shaanxi early in the morning, and the plane landed in twenty minutes. Do you think that because of his handsomeness, the flight attendant asked him to call on the plane?"

Fatty Sun had just finished speaking, and heard Xiong Wanyi's muttering again: "It's okay to mention Ouyang's left, just say it's over to go to the wrong floor?" Fatty Sun grinned and said: "I know that Xiaobei Prison has caused you aggrieved, but you are also safe. Robben, Liu Cheng was solved by Eryang, and I was also dealt with by one shot at the night ghost. Liu Cheng was also scared by me. The only thing that took the risk to check the seal with Monk Xiao was Yun Feiyang. I don't understand. Apart from a group fight, you didn't even get a greasy skin. Why did you run away when you saw me?"

Ximen Lian smiled bitterly and said, "Sun Ju, to be honest, this time, Xiaobei Prison has been so big, and our brothers have never encountered many times since we entered the polling bureau. Those times were done by our Director Qiu and Director Lin Feng of the Third Room. It took a lot of effort to complete them. Not to mention Director Wu of the Sixth Room, it was done by the polling bureau. This time, we only had a few of us, and it was thankful to be able to come back safely. After you came back, we looked through the records of the incidents you and Lazi handled in the past few years. You two can go back to your hometown and attend your brother's wedding. If you can come back in full, you will be lucky. We are really not blindly involved."

After hearing this, Fatty Sun smiled and leaned against the middle of the elevator door, saying, "I know that you have worked hard this time. I'll find you a cheap job for you. Either I'll accompany me to the airport to receive foreign guests. Tell me about the good situation of our polling bureau in recent years, and tell them about the relationship between native religions and foreign religions. Then go to the State Guesthouse to have a meal together. Even if you compensate you for the suffering you suffered in prison last time, you don't believe it. You have to see it yourself. There is a signature from Gao Boss Gao on it. I can't lie to you 51. Can Gao Boss Gao still lie to you? But can I trust him? "

As he said that, Fatty Sun opened the file bag himself and handed over the documents. Ximen Lian and Lao Mo did not take over, but Xiong Wanyi did not react for a moment. He took the file bag from Fatty Sun, and felt that something seemed wrong. When he wanted to return the file to Fatty Sun, he saw that Deputy Chief Sun had already pulled his hand back and carried it behind his back.

Xiong Wanyi blinked, then handed the file bag to Ximen Lian and said, "Master, why don't you take a look?"

After Ximen Lian glared at Xiong Wanyi, he took the file bag helplessly, took out the file, looked it out and read it roughly, and handed the file to Lao Mo, and then said to Fatty Sun: "Sun Ju, are you changing your sex? Are you so easy to digest and you are cheaper to us?"

Fatty Sun laughed and said, "I said it all, it is to compensate for the last time Xiaobei Prison. I also let you see the world and have a state banquet. I will save you from getting old and have no capital to brag about your grandson."

Speaking of this, Fatty Sun looked at the three people one by one and said, "It's not me, how much do you know about the professional knowledge of the Poll Investigation Bureau? People ask you about the relationship between the native religions of China and foreign religions, and you have nothing to say? In this way, how can you compare with me about the professional knowledge of the Poll Investigation Bureau?"

Ximen Lian looked at Fat Sun deeply and said, "Sun Ju, to put it bluntly, what do you say is just insulting the three of us..."

The next afternoon, in front of the VIP dedicated apron at Capital Airport, Fatty Sun and Ximen Lian stood together in suits and watched a Boeing plane slowly approaching. Not long after, the plane door opened and several blonde and blue-eyed foreign men and women walked down. After several government officials who picked up the plane walked over and exchanged greetings, before Deputy Director Liu and Fatty Sun and the others walked over, they saw an Audi car coming. Shi Guangtai.

Ximen Lian saw that he touched Fatty Sun with his elbow, raised his chin to the other side of the car, and whispered: "Who else is here for the sign of the Poll Investor Bureau?"

Fatty Sun was stunned for a moment. Before he could figure it out, the car had already stopped in front of them. The director of the Third Room, Nicholas Hugo, was wearing a white priest's robe, walked out of the car. He seemed not to see Fatty Sun and the others walking towards the people who came off the plane with both hands.

At this time, Fatty Sun also understood that Yu asked for leave in advance to pick him up.
Chapter completed!