Chapter 162: Counterattack
Lin Siqiao nodded. This was the only way now.
"Junior sister, listen to me..."
Minister Wu whispered a few instructions, and Lin Siqiao asked again uncertainly after listening.
"Is this really necessary?"
"Yes, just do as I say."
Lin Siqiao originally wanted to say something, but seeing Minister Wu's shrewd look, he suddenly turned away.
Puh, Puh, Puh, he looked confident, and I felt a little relieved.
Yes, this is not the first time the two sides have dealt with each other. With the calm temperament of the eldest brother, it is impossible that he has not made any preparations.
"But you might be a little wronged by then."
When Lin Siqiao heard this, she immediately shook her head. Compared to the suffering and hardships that her ancestors had endured, a few criticisms were nothing to her.
"Big Brother, I'll go then."
"Go ahead."
Minister Wu nodded. Lin Siqiao came back shortly after she left and made a gesture to him from a distance.
Half an hour later, Mr. Johnson also came back with his wife.
In fact, they all know in their hearts that it is okay to show off a little, but it is unnecessary to overdo it.
As soon as Ms. Isabella came back, she took the responsibility on herself with an apologetic look on her face.
"Sorry, I was just looking at the snow and accidentally fell down."
"I'm so sorry for delaying everyone's travel time."
In response, Minister Wu just smiled.
We are all adults, some things are better to be known in our hearts, there is no need to make everyone embarrassed.
Therefore, he expressed his concern at the first opportunity and politely asked them to stay in Beijing for a few more days on behalf of the Chinese side.
Let’s feel the unique beauty of China.
Hearing this, Mr. Johnson laughed a few times.
"Wu, I'm afraid it won't work this time. You know that we..."
He pointed to his head and said, "To use your Chinese words, I'm having a headache right now."
Minister Wu nodded to show that he understood.
"Mr. Johnson, please come this way. We can talk while we walk."
"good."
The group got on the bus. Because the road was slippery due to snow, Minister Wu specifically told the driver to drive carefully.
Finally, they arrived at the National Defense University more than an hour later than the scheduled time.
The car drove directly into the training ground of the National Defense University. The moment the door opened, everyone in the car was stunned.
There were rows and rows of white-headed birds standing on the training ground!
Fang was deeply shocked by this.
Of course they knew that these men in uniform green military uniforms, with firm eyes and straight postures, were not "gray-headed men".
These are all Chinese soldiers!
But who are those people shivering with cold next to them?
Mr. Johnson immediately recognized his old friend, Mr. Bruce, the director of the Liaison Office in China, among the crowd.
Standing next to him was George, the chief of Fang's China correspondent bureau.
Looking again, there were more than ten foreigners holding guns and cannons standing behind them.
And the way they looked at Mr. Johnson and his group was clearly filled with excitement.
Originally, these reporters were only invited to report on some big competition.
In fact, they didn't want to come at all.
It's freezing and snowy here, who would be willing to come out and film this? It's not first-hand news and has absolutely no value.
But they have to come. They are on Chinese territory, there is no reason to not give them a little face.
As a result, as soon as they arrived in the morning, they ran into the director of the State Liaison Office in China at the door.
Those who are here today are all senior journalist representatives from various countries.
To put it bluntly, no one is a fool.
The director of the liaison office in China has come, so how could Mr. Johnson not come?
In fact, they had received news that the country was sending people to Beijing long ago.
But Mr. Johnson's trip was not public, and they had no chance to interview him in person.
Now that the opportunity is right in front of them, it would be strange if they were not excited.
A group of people followed Bruce like this, wherever he went, these reporters went.
They waited for more than three hours, just when their enthusiasm was about to be exhausted.
The national representative finally arrived.
"oh,!---"
When Mr. Johnson saw so many reporters present, his scalp suddenly went numb.
"Honey, what's wrong with you?"
Ms. Isabella noticed that something was wrong with her husband and looked in the direction he was looking, but before she could speak.
The group of foreigners with guns and long guns ran over quickly and surrounded the Johnson couple.
"Mr. Johnson, I would like to ask, you have come to China twice in one year. Does this mean that the other party is actively showing goodwill?"
"Yes, Mr. Johnson, I have always been very punctual. Today's trip is much later than the scheduled time."
"Do you have any good news to share with us next?"
"Mr. Johnson, I would like to ask what you think of the very vague wording in the joint communiqué, which seems to be evasive?"
"Mr. Johnson, could you please answer everyone's questions directly?"
“…”
Reporters from various countries had finally caught the opportunity to interview him, so naturally they had no intention of letting him go, and the questions they asked were more pointed than the last.
"Dear journalists, please be patient and listen to me."
Minister Wu stepped forward at the right time to rescue Mr. Johnson, and Lin Siqiao translated simultaneously for everyone present.
"Our game is about to begin. Please move to the stands next to us to watch the game."
"When there is news later, we will issue a joint notice."
"Please cooperate with our work. Thank you."
As soon as Minister Wu finished his words, he escorted Mr. Johnson and his party to the main stand on the second floor.
Mr. Johnson expressed his displeasure as he took his seat.
But he did not vent his anger on Minister Wu, but instead made serious criticisms of his assistant Pete.
"Peter, what's wrong with you!"
"Just now those reporters' microphones were almost pointed at my face, why didn't you stop them?"
Pitt is nominally his assistant, but in fact he is also his personal bodyguard.
Except for sleeping, he was inseparable from Mr. Johnson.
There was naturally a tacit understanding between them, and Pete just snorted coldly.
"Doctor, this is not my fault."
"I can only blame the reporters for being so numerous. How can I stop so many people with just my two hands?"
After saying this, he looked at Minister Wu provocatively.
"I don't really understand what the Chinese side's intention is in doing this."
"Have you ever thought about what would happen if there were any dangerous elements among these reporters?"
"Can you afford the consequences?"
Minister Wu was not angry after hearing this, but just looked surprised.
"Mr. Pete, where do you get this from?"
“It’s true that we hired the reporters, but these were all publicity tasks that had been planned long ago.”
"We Chinese people always do things from beginning to end, and we value integrity the most!"
"You can't just stand them up because of your arrival."
"As for security issues, you don't have to worry about them."
"Don't forget, when that person came last year, all the security work was done by us in China!"
"and!"
Minister Wu paused, very puzzled.
"I remember I had already reported this to you this morning, didn't I?"
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