It was still early, so the two of them came out of the China Trade Mall and visited the new bridge that opened last year.

Not far from the bridge is the estuary, and Ligang Port is constantly visited by cargo ships, contributing to the economic prosperity of Shanghai.

“…The crab is jolly good.”

"Oh, yes."

Ji Wanqing was standing by the bridge admiring the scenery when he happened to hear two foreigners passing by talking in English with a pure Aristocratic accent, the aristocratic accent commonly used by the upper class.

Different classes in the UK have different accents. The lower class mostly speak London accent, while the middle class speaks British Mandarin, which is the Oxford accent.

The upper class has its own social accent, which is more noble, more elegant and has more historical origins.

Ji Wanqing knew all this thanks to the medieval British TV series downloaded on her tablet.

The sound of conversation gradually faded away.

She couldn't help but look back at the two figures.

In our country, where the economy is in a state of decay and needs to be rebuilt, there are still a lot of spineless traitors running away. How could a noble dragon come here specifically?

Just to eat crab?

Ji Wanqing was puzzled, so she followed the two foreigners with Yuan Wei, wanting to see where they came from.

Far behind.

I followed them to an alley near Ligang and saw them disappear at the door of a house with a moss-covered wall.

Why don't foreigners stay in guesthouses, former concessions, or the Champs Elysees, but come to such a remote place?

Professionals should do professional things. Ji Wanqing said to Yuan Wei: "Go to the Ministry of State Security and ask them to send someone to keep an eye on him."

Yuan Wei: "Ji Gong, my job is to protect you, I can't put the cart before the horse."

Ji Wanqing picked up a broken tile at the entrance of the alley and broke it easily like potato chips. "Go ahead, I'll be waiting nearby, it will be fine."

“…”

In less than half an hour, Yuan Wei called his colleague from Shanghai over.

During this period, Ji Wanqing easily climbed into the courtyard and eavesdropped on the true intention of this trip under the window.

It turned out to be a group of shameless smugglers.

The burning of the Old Summer Palace brought them a taste of sweetness, but in 1964 my country became the fifth country to possess atomic bombs. They did not dare to rob, so they sneaked in to engage in smuggling!

What made her most angry was that these cultural relics were stolen from the tomb by tomb thieves! They were stolen and sold to foreign countries!

As soon as the Ministry of National Security heard the report, it immediately deployed personnel and started the arrest procedure!

As expected, we found priceless cultural relics in this place!

The nobleman looked incredulous and shouted in English, 'You have no right to arrest me, I have an extradition law!'

Ji Wanqing replied in English: "I'm sorry, our country has not yet established an extradition treaty with the UK. The detention of smugglers is carried out in accordance with international practice."

The leader did not understand and asked, "Mechanic, what did he say?"

Ji Wanqing calmly translated, "He said he would be lenient if he confessed, and that there were a batch of cultural relics mixed in on the Elizabeth, which will leave the port tonight."

A colleague who knew a little Chinese and was from a foreign country looked at Ji Wanqing as if he had seen a ghost.

The nobles continued to curse, "You are a bunch of bastard pigs, the sick men of East Asia!"

Ji Wanqing: "He said he was wrong and he would never work with grave robbers again."

The nobles roared: "You yellow-skinned pigs, wait to be enslaved and colonized by our British Empire!"

Ji Wanqing: "He said the grave robber knew this follower of mine. If you interrogate him, you can follow the clues."

"Let me go! What are you talking about, you bitch?"

"He said that there was a female companion with them, and you have to wait and see if you want to catch her."

The leader looked at the man's sinister tone and expression, and felt that he didn't seem to be telling the truth.

But he couldn't understand foreign languages, so he didn't bother with it. "You're a little ignorant! Take him away! Let the trial begin!"

Ji Wanqing concealed his achievements and fame and only asked for a bonus.

Yun Wei said from experience, "This is a major international smuggling case, and the reward is at least 80."

……All right.

More generous than the Public Security Bureau of Bian City.

However, Ji Wanqing was still very happy that a batch of precious cultural relics were prevented from being lost overseas. When she thought about the underdeveloped surveillance industry, she had the urge to use the space to secretly bring the cultural relics back to the country and then donate them to the museum.

Back at the guesthouse, Zhao Fangfang had already cashed the prize money remittance slip and bought the train ticket.

The return trip was scheduled for June 1. Before leaving, Cen Guofa learned the results of the military science competition and invited Ji Wanqing to have dinner at the Pearl Hotel through Zhou Xi, showing that he wanted to make friends with her.

"Comrade Xiaoji, have you ever considered coming to teach at one of our colleges in Shanghai?" The trend of reversing chaos has been getting more and more serious recently, and Cen Guofa has already seen the light at the dawn!

Being a university teacher?

When she first came, she wanted to pass all the exams and go down in history.

However, considering her current status and career, it would be a bit of a compromise for her to go to college, so she did not consider taking the college entrance examination.

But I have never thought about skipping the college entrance examination and becoming a university teacher!

"I haven't really thought about this."

Chen Guofa said with emotion, "In the past ten years, we have lost too many excellent teachers and scientists. It would be a blessing for the country if you could come and make contributions to our country's education."

At this point, Ji Wanqing couldn't just laugh it off. Chen Su said, "I'm sorry, my master might want me to stay in Beijing. His research institute is there."

"Who is your master?"

Zhou Xi continued, "Mr. Fu Chuanying, it is now kept in the Ontario County Library."

"It turns out to be Mr. Fu! It is true that a good teacher produces excellent students!" Cen Guofa has devoted his life purely to the cause of education. "It takes ten years to grow a tree. It takes years to grow a tree. The rise of our country is not enough with just one generation of talented people like you. It needs generations to come! As long as you are willing to teach and pass on knowledge to more students, whether in Shanghai or Beijing, you are contributing your strength!"

"I'll ask my master about this." Ji Wanqing felt a lot of pressure when the price suddenly increased.

Cen Guofa has already decided to write a letter of recommendation to Ji Wanqing. They also need young fresh blood to stimulate the vigorous development of the education industry.

I returned to Ontario from Shanghai, and the business trip that lasted more than half a month finally ended.

Ji Wanqing first went to find his master to inform him of the result of the competition, but as expected, they still did not meet.

Things are moving fast in Shanghai, and there has been some loosening of the situation. However, Ontario is a distant neighboring province, so everything is a little slower, and there has been no sign of redress yet.

Due to these unspeakable restrictions, Ji Wanqing and Master Fu could only meet occasionally when Aunt Zhuge was around. Usually, they basically kept in touch through documents, and this document had many restrictions.