It was about a week after the last time Beibei was in jail, one day at noon, Sun Peng was driving to the hospital to see me when he suddenly received a call from his superior and had to return. On the phone, they didn't make it clear what happened, just that there was a task assigned by his superiors and Sun Peng had to hurry back.

  As soon as Director Gao personally called, Sun Baozi could only turn back. After arriving at Director Gao's office, it was discovered that there were two other people in the office besides Director Gao. One of them was not a stranger, but Yang Chengwu, who had been rarely seen since he came to the Bureau of Civil Affairs.

  Secretary Yang sat next to a middle-aged man wearing glasses, and when Sun Baozi arrived, before High Light spoke up, Secretary Yang took the lead and said to Sun Baozi: "Finally waited for you to come back, Little Sun. If you didn't come back, Director Liu was about to leave, and then you would have had to go to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to hand over in person."

  When Secretary Yang was speaking, Gaoliang had already stood up and smiled: "Let me introduce you. This is Secretary Yang's old classmate at the Party School, who is now Vice Director Liu Bingchuan of the Protocol Department of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. This is Deputy Director Sun Desheng of our Folklore Affairs Investigation and Research Bureau. The main responsibility for this reception work lies with the two of you."

  Just as Gao Liang's words fell, the deputy director surnamed Liu raised an eyebrow and glanced at Sun Baozi before saying to Gao Liang: "Gao Liang, sorry to interrupt you. This time, the foreign affairs activities will still be led by our Ministry of Foreign Affairs' Protocol Department. Your Bureau of People's Opinions is just assisting with our work. In this welcoming event for the Prime Minister of Saint Marcellus Republic, your bureau is only responsible for introducing our country's traditional religions to the premier and his entourage. The rest of the matters are not for your bureau to worry about."

  On the left is your Public Security Bureau, on the right is also your Public Security Bureau. This Liu Bingchuan, relying on his position as Deputy Director of the Foreign Ministry, doesn't take the Public Security Bureau seriously at all. Sun Baozi smiled and looked at him, thinking to himself: If this kid had spent two years in the Public Security Bureau, he would have known a thing or two about the Public Security Bureau's inner workings. Who knows what kind of words he would be saying now?

  Sun Peng and Gao Liang didn't say anything, but Yang Secretary's face was already a bit awkward. He coughed and said somewhat embarrassingly: "Old Liu, it's all for the sake of revolutionary work, what's the point of distinguishing between yours and ours? The Ministry of Foreign Affairs is good at handling external affairs, you take the lead, just tell us what to do specifically."

  The Deputy Director of the Foreign Ministry, Liu, glanced at Secretary Yang and then turned to say to Gao: "Director Gao, I'm a straightforward person. If I have something to say, I'll say it. Don't mind if what I said wasn't suitable for you. To be honest, this foreign affairs activity could have been handled by finding a professor of Chinese history at the university. I don't understand why our foreign friends specifically requested someone from your Folklore Research Institute to explain the relationship between China's indigenous and foreign religions."

  "Oh, the foreign friends have spoken, so we must cooperate with your Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Whenever you need us to go over, just say a word and we'll be there. Old Yang said it well, after all, it's all revolutionary work, we must cooperate with you."

  After a few polite words, Deputy Director Liu stood up and bid farewell. Secretary Yang escorted him out of the Public Opinion Bureau. After the door to Gao's office was closed, Gao said to Sun, "Don't look for trouble with him."

  Sun Pangzi smiled and sat in front of the bright office desk, saying: "Look at what you're saying, am I that kind of person? If it wasn't me who said it, even if we wanted to find trouble with him, I would have directly called over the baton just now and had a chat together."

  Sun Baozi paused for a moment, as if suddenly remembering something, and said to Gao Liang: "Gao, it's not me saying this, but explaining the relationship between China's indigenous religions and foreign religions is probably something that should be left to Yu Huo. It seems like no one in the entire Bureau of Civil Affairs is more suitable for this task than this foreigner."

  "You can't find him now." Seeing Sun's puzzled expression, Gaohuang said: "Hugo has been on leave for the past few days. He applied for these days off a month ago. He said he had a friend coming to China and was named as an escort. By the way, Moyes is still here, why not let him accompany you?"

  Thinking of Mo Ye's rigid appearance, Sun Pangzi sighed and said: "Forget it, after I entered the Bureau of Civil Affairs, I haven't seen that guy smile. Can't get along with him, what's the point? I'll just go myself. It's not like explaining the relationship between China's indigenous religions and foreign religions is a big deal, can't I just make something up?"

  "Can't you take this opportunity to learn some professional knowledge?" Gaohuang glared at Sun Dawei, but he also knew that Sun Dawei was an extremely lazy person. It would be easier to get him to commit suicide than to make him study tactics and the like. He tossed the file bag containing documents related to this reception task to Sun Dawei and said: "I didn't know what I was thinking when I made you deputy sentence leader. Get out, go find two people from Room 2 and Room 5 to accompany you, let them talk and you just listen on the side, don't get yourself lost abroad."

  Sun Baozi wiped his face with a smile and came out of the bright office, after filtering through familiar people in his heart, he still felt that this matter was probably the most reliable for Director Ouyang Pianzu of Room 5. However, when he arrived at Room 5, he just heard that two days ago, a ancient tomb of a Fangshi from the pre-Qin period had been unearthed in Shaanxi, and Ouyang Pianzu was eager to find some decent treasures inside, so he had already rushed over early in the morning. At this speed, it would be impossible to see him for at least a week or two.

  There is no Director Ouyang, anyone from the fifth room can be used. However, when Sun Dumbbell heard that Director Ouyang took four people with him when he went to the left, and several others were borrowed by the third room to handle an emergency in Sichuan, there were only two people left in the fifth room, one with a squint and the other stuttering...

  Helpless, I can only go to the second room to find Ximen Qing and a few others. Just as Sun Wukong was about to turn around and head to the second room, he saw the elevator door open across from him. It's really like thinking of someone and immediately meeting them - Ximen Qing, Lao Mo, and Xiong Wanji walked out of the elevator.

  Sun Baozi laughed and shouted at the few of them: "I was just looking for... where are you going?" Before he finished speaking, the faces of these people changed, and they retreated into the elevator in unison. Just seeing Xiong Wanyi's hand frantically pressing the elevator control button, no need to guess that Xiong Wanyi is now pressing the close door button.

  Sun Baozi rushed to the elevator, shouting: "What's going on? What are you guys doing in secret? Why do you run away when you see the leader?" Just as the elevator door was about to close, Sun Baozi reached it and pressed the open button. As the elevator slowly opened, a complaining voice came from inside: "I said we should have taken the stairs earlier! These few days of absence are all in vain, not one person managed to escape... now we're caught red-handed!"

  "Gotcha!" Ximen Lian cursed and said, looking at Sun Baozi who was blocking the elevator entrance: "Sun Jue, wait for us for a moment. Director Ouyang just called to find us, there's something urgent. We'll go see him first, whatever it is can be said after we come out."

  "Is Ou Yang Pian Zuo looking for you guys?" Sun Baozi smiled strangely and said, "I'm not the one who told you, but didn't he tell you that he found a treasure in Shaanxi and asked you to go help him move it back? To be honest with you, Ou Yang Pian Zuo left for Shaanxi early this morning, and the plane just landed twenty minutes ago. Do you think because of his good looks, the flight attendant let him make a phone call on the plane?"

  Sun Baozi had just finished speaking when he heard Xiong Wanyi's muttering: "What's the point of mentioning Ouyang Pianzuo, can't you just say we went to the wrong floor?" Sun Baozi smiled and said: "I know this trip to Xiaobei Prison has caused you some trouble, but you guys are also quite lucky. Luo Ben and Liu Cheng were both taken care of by Er Yang, and Ye Xianggui was finished off by me with one shot. It was also me who scared Liu Cheng into losing his head. The only one who took a bit of risk and went to check the seal with Xiao He Shang was Yun Feiyang. I just don't get it, what did you guys do besides fighting in a group, not even getting a scratch? And yet you're running away from me?"

  Ximen Chain let out a wry smile and said, "Sun Ju, to be honest, this time the small North Prison incident was such a big deal. Since we entered the Civil Affairs Bureau, our group of brothers hadn't encountered many cases like this. The few times we did were when Director Qiu and Director Lin Feng from the third room joined forces and used great effort to complete them. Not counting Director Wu from the sixth room, it would take the entire Civil Affairs Bureau's strength to accomplish such a feat. This time, with just us few people, being able to return safely is already a blessing from heaven. I won't hide it from you, after we returned, we flipped through the records of cases you and Lao Zi handled over the years. You two even managed to stir up such a big commotion when you went back to your hometown for your brother's wedding, and were able to return unscathed - that was just luck. Our group's fortune is thin, really not worth mentioning."

  Sun Baozi smiled and leaned against the elevator door, saying: "I know you guys have been working hard this time, so I'll find an easy job for you. It's not me who said it, but to accompany me to the airport to receive foreign guests. Let's talk about the good situation of our people's survey bureau in recent years and explain the relationship between China's indigenous religions and foreign religions. Then we'll go to the State Guesthouse for a meal, which is considered compensation for your suffering in prison last time. Don't you believe me? Look, there's Old Gao's signature on top, I won't deceive you, can Old Gao still deceive you?"

  Sun Baozi himself opened the file bag and handed over the documents inside. Ximen Lian and Old Mo did not take them, but Xiong Wanyi was momentarily stunned and took the file bag from Sun Baozi's hand. Feeling that something was wrong, he wanted to return the file to Sun Baozi, but saw that Vice Director Sun had already withdrawn his hand and put it behind his back.

  Xiong Wanyi blinked his eyes and handed the file bag to Ximen Chain, saying: "Your Honor, why don't you take a look?"

  After Ximen Chain glared at Xiong Wanyi, he helplessly took over the file bag, pulled out the file and roughly flipped through it once, then handed the file to Old Mo. He then turned to Sun Pengzi and said: "Sun Pengzi, have you changed your ways? You're making things so easy for us?"

  Sun Baozi burst out laughing and said, "I've already told you, it's to make up for the last time at Beining Prison. Also, let you guys see the world, follow me to a national banquet, so that in the future when you're old, you'll have something to brag about with your grandkids."

  Sun Wenzhi looked at the three of them one by one and said, "Not to mention me, how much do you know about the professional knowledge of the Bureau of Civil Affairs? When people ask you about the relationship between China's indigenous religions and foreign religions, can you say something or not? In this way, regarding the professional knowledge of the Bureau of Civil Affairs, compared with me, what can you do?"

  Ximen Qing looked at Sun Erniang deeply and said: "Sun, I'm going to say something unpleasant. Whatever you say is an insult to the three of us..."

  The next afternoon, in front of the VIP parking apron at the capital airport, Sun Peng and Ximen Qiang stood together in their neat suits, watching a Boeing plane slowly pull over. Before long, the plane door opened and several blonde-haired, blue-eyed foreigners walked out. After exchanging pleasantries with the government officials who came to greet them, Liu Deputy Director led Sun Peng and his group over just as an Audi car pulled up.

  Ximen Chain's eyes met, and he elbowed Sun Baozi with his elbow, raised his chin towards the car, and said in a low voice: "The sign of the People's Bureau, who else is coming?"

  Sun Baozi was stunned for a moment, and before he could think clearly, the car had already stopped in front of them. Director Nikolas Hugo, wearing a pure white priest's robe, walked out of the car. He seemed to have not seen Sun Baozi and the others, and with his hands raised, he walked towards the people who were getting off the plane.

  At this time, Sun Baozi also understood that Yu had asked for leave in advance just to pick him up.