Siheyuan: Taking over the steel mill

Soon, the dishes ordered by the Camel Country Consul were placed on the table, and Su Chen warmly invited him to enjoy them.

"You're welcome, eat whatever you want. I think you can accept all of these."

When the consul was ordering food, Su Chen gave a lot of suggestions, guiding him to avoid dishes that were too spicy.

Therefore, when the dishes were presented one by one, Su Chen was not worried that the other party would have any aversion. Mohammed nodded and took two bites with joy.

After just one bite, his eyes lit up: "It's delicious!"

This was an unprecedented taste experience for the consul of the Camel Kingdom.

Although he could easily taste delicacies from all over the world in the Camel Kingdom, this was the first time he had encountered such excellent delicacies as the one before him.

As a result, he could hardly put his chopsticks down and tasted every dish in a very short time.

"The chef's ancestor was a chef in the imperial palace. He has superb skills. You can enjoy the food with confidence."

Su Chen said this with a smile, and picked up the chopsticks to taste it.

Although he came here twice more after buying the restaurant, Su Chen enjoyed it very much and couldn't help himself every time.

Perhaps this is the magic of the imperial chef’s skills?

The two of them ate and chatted, and the atmosphere was very pleasant.

Su Chen did not discuss work with the consul of Camel Country, but just chatted about the customs and culture of Camel Country.

It was not until the end of their meal that Su Chen slowly got to the point.

"Mr. Mohammed, have you heard about Colonel Ka's upcoming visit?"

"I've heard the news."

The consul of the Camel Country nodded and said.

"Do you want to get to know Colonel Ka? It would be a bit of a waste if you only sell your products to our country. You need more markets to create more profits."

At this moment, the Consul of Camel Country already regarded Su Chen as a good friend, not just a business partner.

Even though the Camel Country Consul misunderstood his meaning, Su Chen did not explain but just nodded.

"No problem. I have a good relationship with Colonel Ka and can recommend you to him."

As a famous general in the Black Continent, Colonel Ka has certain connections with the Camel Kingdom.

The existence of the Eagle Country, their common enemy, has led to a close relationship between the two countries - the principle of "the enemy of my enemy is my friend" is reflected here.

Since the consul regarded Su Chen as a friend, he was naturally willing to help him.

Su Chen raised his glass in greeting. "Thank you, Mr. Mohammed."

"Now that we are friends, just call me by my name. No need to be so formal."

Of course, good wine is indispensable at the dinner. As they enjoyed the food, they both drank a lot of wine.

The consul was not used to strong alcohol, and he began to feel dizzy after downing half a bottle. When he raised his glass to take another sip, his speech became incoherent.

"Okay Mohammed, you're a little drunk."

Looking at his expression, Su Chen hurriedly stopped the consul of Camel Country from pouring wine for him.

"It's okay, I'm not drunk! As a friend, I want to dance one of our national dances for you."

So Mohammed stood up, took off his tie and walked to a corner of the room. Facing his drunken performance, Su Chen found it interesting and did not stop him.

Mohammed danced and swung his arms, while Suchen applauded and cheered for him.

"Very good, Mohammed, dance a little longer!" After being praised, the consul performed more passionately, but his movements were a little shaky because he was drunk.

Soon after, Mohammed sat aside wearily, obviously tired.

After the two of them had some food, the consul was completely drunk and his speech was unclear.

Looking at his condition, Su Chen shook his head helplessly, called the waiter to tidy up the table, and carried Mohammed out.

Fortunately, Su Chen was in good health now, and although Mohammed smelled like mutton, he was not particularly heavy. He effortlessly carried the drunk on his shoulders and staggered out.

Mohammed was already drunk and was still mumbling something, but Su Chen couldn't understand it at all. "Mohammed, where is your home?"

Su Chen patted his face, and Mohammed just looked at him blankly. There was no other way, so Su Chen had to send the half-drunk consul to the consulate of Camel Country. Obviously, in his current state, he couldn't ask clearly about his residence.

At this time, the street was crowded with people. Su Chen walked out with Mohammed on his back, bumping into countless people along the way. Fortunately, when people saw the drunken Consul, they didn't say much and took the initiative to avoid him.

After a while, the two of them staggered to the exit.

Just as Su Chen was secretly regretting that he had sent the driver away first and that it was becoming difficult to get a taxi, he suddenly felt as if someone was watching him. Looking back, he saw a Westerner who looked like a tourist.

This person was wearing a camera and a sun hat, dressed as a tourist. However, Su Chen felt a little wary.

Recalling the previous incident where the consular ship transporting gas tanks was inspected, he knew that the Eagle Country would definitely not let go of such abnormal behavior.

If he were an intelligence agent of Eagle Country, he would definitely assign a notorious agent to follow up and investigate. So, he already had a guess in his mind.

The foreigner in front of you dressed as a tourist is most likely Foberle.

Why was Su Chen so sure? It was because some of this person's subtle behaviors made him suspicious. For example, he was clearly dressed as a tourist but wandered around in a place with no attractions.

When Su Chen looked at this person, the tourist was also observing a nearby restaurant as if nothing had happened.

In addition, this "tourist" also has some unusual sunburn marks.

As a northern city, although the sunshine in Beijing is strong, the intensity of ultraviolet rays has gradually weakened due to industrial progress in recent years.

It is obviously impossible to leave such sunburn marks in just a few days in Beijing. And he was wearing a pair of expensive brand sneakers.

Su Chen was very familiar with this logo. At this point in time, such sneakers were quite valuable. If only based on the above points, it would not be enough to make a big fuss about it.

But the fact that the man was wearing sunglasses made people suspicious. You know, the sunlight in the city is not strong at all, and wearing sunglasses will affect your vision. So Su Chen quickly concluded that this man was indeed a spy of Foberle.

However, before Su Chen took any action, several police officers from the city were coming towards them with a policeman.

Usually, you can always see a few neighbors in the alleys or under the shade of trees. Whenever they meet a stranger, they are particularly alert. Sometimes even Su Chen is stared at for a long time.

If Su Chen didn't have an authentic Sijiucheng accent and appearance, he would probably have been questioned as well.

These old men and women who usually make people feel a little annoyed dragged the police from the police station all the way here. When they passed by Su Chen, they pointed at the Western tourist and started to talk.

"Comrade police officer, this foreigner is so strange, he must be a spy."

"Yes, police comrade, arrest him quickly. We have been monitoring this foreigner for a while."

"He's been sneaking around lately, and we have quite a few people who can testify to that."

The old men and women were talking about it. Seeing the unfriendly looks from everyone, the ** suddenly felt that the situation was not good.

However, the agent had not yet mastered the language of the country, and could not understand a single word of their rapid-fire speeches.

It was not until the police stepped forward hesitantly at the urging of the uncles and aunts that the foreign agents realized: even if they didn't know why their actions would reveal flaws, they could not let themselves fall into the hands of the local police.

He immediately gave up asking about the situation of the Tuo Kingdom Consul and Su Chen, and turned around and ran away.

His action seemed to have touched a hornet's nest: "Comrade police! Catch him!"

"I told you, he's a spy!" "Police comrades, run! He's going to run away!"

The elderly shouted loudly, and some of them were so anxious that they almost tried to stop the foreigner. However, they were too old to be as fast as the young policemen.

In fact, when the uncles and aunts led the police there, the police were actually quite unhappy in their hearts - where would they get so many spies for him to arrest? It is very likely that this is just the uncles and aunts' over-suspicion.

Even though the police saw the foreigner's suspicious behavior, they had no impulse to catch him immediately. The police initially only wanted to ask a few questions. When the stranger ran away, he instinctively ran forward.

His professional reaction as a police officer drove him to catch up with the spy. Although the spy was good at martial arts, he was no match for the police in Beijing. He only ran a hundred meters before the police caught up with him and knocked him to the ground, pinning him there firmly.

"Don't move, why are you running?"

The policeman said fiercely, "Good job, police comrade, take him away quickly."

"This guy must be here to steal our country's secrets. We must not let him get away."

"Comrade police, I will help you call people over to catch him together!" The old men and women became very emotional when they saw the agents being controlled.

Although the police were also confused, because they soon found that the foreigner in front of them did not understand Chinese. After thinking again and again, they finally remembered an English phrase. ".…. How old are you?"

The agent was stunned by the words the policeman blurted out. He had no idea what he meant and could only respond carefully:

"...OK?" Then the police officer pulled the ** up and turned on his walkie-talkie to report.

"Report, there is a foreigner acting suspiciously on Ximen Street, requesting support." Su Chen couldn't help but shook his head after witnessing this funny scene.

Originally he was thinking seriously about how to deal with this intelligence officer from Foberle, but before he could make any move, the other party was caught by the police.

It was this farce of arresting people that reminded Su Chen that the most powerful anti-corruption force in this era is none other than the uncles and aunts on the streets.

The uncles and aunts in the capital are all highly vigilant, and any Westerners who behave abnormally will be closely monitored by the ubiquitous uncles and aunts in their own country.

Even foreigners who were dressed no differently from locals could not escape the sharp eyes of these uncles and aunts. Almost every local with some years of experience became a member of the top anti-** team.

Not only foreigners may be reported by the elderly, but even strangers who appear to be ordinary Chinese people will be called 110 immediately if the elderly feel anything is wrong.