The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

The phone hangs up.

Sun Zhiyun turned around, looked at the one-yuan bill on the coffee table, and then glanced at Director Li who was sitting upright.

Li Feng raised his head and raised his eyebrows towards Sun Zhiyun. Director Sun was convinced this time and waved his arms.

"Let's go, what are you looking at? Didn't you hear it all~!"

Li Feng, who was sitting with his legs crossed and trembling on his toes like a Parkinson's patient, pulled back his right hand that was resting on the back of the sofa.

He picked up a dollar on the coffee table. The banknote was as unrestrained as the hair of the female tractor driver. Li Feng flicked his fingers lightly. This flick of banknotes was the price of a pound of pork. It depended on whether he could take it.

"The East is Red, the Sun is Rising~!"

Listening to Li Feng humming a song, Director Sun felt that his grandson was in a very good mood.

He also couldn't understand why, after making such a great contribution, he didn't want any credit at all but just wanted some radar technology. Old Sun didn't understand the technology, and from his point of view, Li Feng was at a loss.

This case involves the atomic bomb, and it can be said that it has reached the ears of the emperor.

As the person who discovered and intercepted the foreigner in time, Li Feng, whether he can extort the technology back is still one thing, and he no longer pursues progress.

The British agency is located not far to the east of Ritan Park, on Guanghua Road, in the east part of the city. The straight-line distance from the Red Star Factory is no more than five kilometers, and it only takes half an hour to get there by bicycle.

It belongs to the first batch of embassy districts and was built the earliest. The second is the area east of the Red Star Factory. It is currently scattered and not many people have moved in yet.

A group of people drove a red Lada along Gongti Road, and soon stopped at the door of the agency.

At present, there is no armed police force yet, but there are people on guard to take on the task of peripheral security guarding.

In this era, they had a very unique name - foreign envoy guards.

The candidates were carefully selected. They were all very tall and strong, and looked very intimidating. When they wrapped themselves in military coats, their waists became two times thicker.

Looking at a cool red Lada parked on the road in front of the agency, the guard on duty in the booth looked over through the small window of the booth without a trace of emotion.

If the other side is not Albanian but just across the road, the guards will have to come out.

Generally, the cars that come here go to the opposite side. After all, there is a formal handshake, but there is no handshake on this side, so fewer people come.

Who would have thought that this time, the person who got off the Lada car did not go to the opposite side, but went straight to the door of the agency.

“Comrade, here…!”

Just like the classic photo of raising hands to stop at the Panmunjom Joint Security Area.

The personnel patrolling the grass in front of the agency also noticed the scene at the door, and stared outside the door through the iron gate with deep eyes.

"Investigation Department~!"

"Foreign Affairs Department~!"

The three people who got off the car took out the documents in their pockets. Of course, the one in Li Feng's hand was a red foreign affairs passport. He nodded slightly, maintaining a basic foreign affairs posture.

The guards were all professionals, and there would be no problem with the people from the investigation department, but they still looked at the red book in Li Feng's hand with suspicion. Although it said Foreign Affairs Passport, shouldn't he bring a work permit at this time?
"Special mission~!"

Patting the big man on the shoulder, Sun Zhiyun handed him his ID, put his arm around his shoulder and went to the side to register, making room for Li Feng.

Handsome guy, making a shining appearance.

The iron gate slowly opened. As an envoy stationed abroad, he was familiar with foreign affairs passports.

It's a pity that the temperament that he had worked so hard to build up collapsed in just two seconds, and he still tried to save his reputation.

"Hey, Director Sun, I'm not very good at English~!"

"It's okay, they can, go in~!"

Sun Zhiyun waved his hand casually without even turning his head.

"Aren't you afraid that I might defect?"

The iron gate was fully opened, and Li Feng's mouth slipped out. The tall guard, as if by a nervous reaction, turned around in the next second, and his hand had already touched his waist. "Where the hell are you running to? Don't listen to his bullshit, hurry up and complete the task~!"

Li Feng raised his head and smiled at the tall man, showing his big white teeth. The next second, he entered the agency area.

"Good afternoon sir~!"

Li Feng handed over the red book with two fingers, speaking authentic English, which made Sun Zhiyun look back. Didn't this guy just say he didn't know?

The foreigner with brown hair and a hooked nose might be more reserved. In response to Li Feng's enthusiastic greeting in his native language, he just nodded slightly and took Li Feng's ID.

"Diplomatic personnel, you don't seem to have an appointment~?"

The foreigner checked the photo doubtfully, and when he was done, he returned it to Li Feng with an authentic British accent.

"Speak Chinese. My English is not good. I want to meet your foreign affairs representative. I have a formal job that needs to be discussed~!"

“I’m sorry, I don’t have an appointment…!”

The British guy frowned, shrugged his shoulders, and smoothly switched into authentic Beijing accent, but it sounded weird.

"This is the foreign affairs note your agency sent to our department today. I'm here to reply to you personally. You can refuse now, but you will bear the consequences yourself~!"

I really give you face. At least, that’s what Li Feng thinks now.

He took out the note and slapped it on the other person's chest. He glanced at the wooden flag at the door and turned away.

"Sorry, please wait a moment~!"

In one corner of the paper, there is a lion wearing a crown and a unicorn, which are unique royal emblems.

After recognizing that it was his own file, the hook-nosed foreigner stopped being stubborn and pushed Li Feng with both hands, trying to keep him. When he saw Li Feng stop, he turned around and ran towards the small white building in the yard.

Yes, the small white building on the second floor looks quite authentic. Li Feng looked at Sun Zhiyun standing outside the door and raised his chin proudly.

"No wonder Director Zheng is looking for you, you are this~!"

That kind of temperament unique to foreigners, they obviously think they are superior, but they give people the impression of being very polite, which made Li Feng imitate it vividly. At least Director Sun couldn't fake it, so he gave Li Feng a thumbs up.

"You're kidding. I've seen big scenes, and I've learned foreign affairs etiquette. If they are arrogant, then we have to be more arrogant than them. I've seen Gao Legao with my own eyes. Why would I be afraid of the Hammer Queen~!"

The two of them kept bragging through the iron gate until the man with the hooked nose came out of the small white house. The playful smile on Li Feng's face suddenly turned into a casual one with a bit of contempt.

"Mr. Li, please follow me~!"

The foreigner at this moment was much more serious than before, and his attitude was also lowered. Li Feng waved at Director Sun and swaggered into the so-called British Agency.

After entering the door is the hall, with a marble floor with lines outlining a patchwork pattern and a carpet in the middle.

The crystal chandelier hung from the plaster ceiling, it looked sparkling and it was quite warm inside.

On the screen wall at the end of the corridor leading to the entrance is a portrait of the lesbian wearing a crown, and various British oil paintings are hung on the surrounding walls.

There were half plaster statues placed in the corners. Li Feng couldn't remember their names, but they looked familiar. It was a boy with curly hair.

The decoration style is similar to that in Tieta City. In Li Feng's eyes, they all have the same flavor.

After being taken to the second floor, at the door of an office, the hook-nosed man knocked on the door, then pushed open the door himself, bent down and made a gesture of invitation to the inside.

It has the feel of a British butler in a movie scene.

"It's a pity that you don't wear a tuxedo~!"

Li Feng glanced behind the foreigner. He had seen a butler of this style in the Iron Tower before. He was wearing a tuxedo, and was given a…

The hook-nosed foreigner twitched the corner of his mouth, and it seemed that he understood what Li Feng meant, but he couldn't understand why his eyes were so strange.

He forced a polite smile and waited for Li Feng to enter. The hooked-nosed man closed the door, but before he left, he heard the voice of the grumpy old man inside.

"I want to lodge a solemn protest against you...!" (End of this chapter)