Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat

Jiang Xifeng stepped in, informed the people she knew at the embassy, ​​arranged a dinner, and quickly resolved the embassy issue.

The most difficult problem that everyone is facing now has been solved. The remaining difficulty is to see when Luosha will organize a track and field competition.

According to Song Tianyang's idea, only by knowing both oneself and the enemy can one win every battle. He wants to take advantage of this free time to find out about the athletes currently serving in Luosha and do a good job of intelligence work.

But Li Weijun was not very optimistic about this suggestion. He took a sip of the water in the teacup and said leisurely: "It's just a thought, don't put it into action. Don't underestimate the intelligence personnel of the Russian bear. Believe it or not, they know exactly which foot we took when we stepped out of the door. What if you are accused of spying and are caught, and you can't be rescued at that time, what should we do?"

Jiang Xifeng agreed with Li Weijun's statement: "There are too many soldiers on the border now, and the relationship is tense. They will do anything to achieve their goals. Forget about which foot to take first when leaving the house. Maybe there are eavesdropping devices installed in the rooms where we sleep. Any slight movement will be recorded by the other side."

"Ah? Is it really that mysterious that there are even bugs in the room?"

Zhang Yunzhen and Zhang Yilei were both shocked when they heard this. They looked at each other and saw the panic on each other's faces.

You know, we had a lot of trouble with those little cooks during that period. Doesn't that mean that all of us have been held hostage by them?

Even though they are all experienced special forces soldiers and guards, they are completely confused about spy work and know very little about it.

So I didn't take too many precautions and didn't worry too much. Now, listening to Jiang Xifeng say this, a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on my face.

Everyone turned their eyes to Li Weijun for help. You have to know that Li Weijun was not clean either. If what happened between Li Weijun and Natasha last night were to be exposed, the risks and crises he would face would be more severe than those of everyone else present.

However, Li Weijun yawned as if nothing had happened. "It's just a bug. As the saying goes, a good iron must be made strong. We are athletes, why are we so nervous? Besides, everyone just needs to be careful, especially Comrade Zhang Yunzhen, you must talk less and do more!"

When Li Weijun talked about talking less and doing more, he deliberately raised his voice. Zhang Yunzhen nodded hurriedly, and Zhang Yilei also wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Only Jiang Xifeng could not understand the deep meaning of these words.

He muttered in confusion, "What are you talking about? I don't understand. Haven't you all been resting in your rooms during this period? Have you done anything?"

Looking at Jiang Xifeng who looked puzzled, Li Weijun coughed lightly and said, "Talk less and do more is just an adjective. It has no other meaning. Don't think too much about it. It just wants everyone to move their legs and shut their mouths. After all, trouble comes from the mouth."

After Li Weijun dealt with Jiang Xifeng, he was actually a little confused.

Natasha had an appointment with me for a meeting last night. Maybe she took me to a bugged room, leaving all the clues for Luosha's eavesdroppers to record clearly.

But judging from Natasha's reaction yesterday, it didn't seem like she was deliberately hiding something. Li Weijun has always been meticulous and good at understanding people's hearts.

If Natasha approached him with ulterior motives, Li Weijun would have been able to find out her flaws with just a few words. However, Natasha's performance last night was so perfect that it was obvious that she was in love.

It is even said that Natasha took the initiative to find a cramped room. Now I think it was probably to avoid those monitoring devices.

As for whether Zhang Yunzhen and Zhang Yilei were bewitched by those young cooks and were always under surveillance, Li Weijun was too lazy to care.

These two guys only know how to protect safety, and they don't have any useful information. To be honest, even if they were tortured, they probably wouldn't get any information out of them.

So if they are being monitored, then they are being monitored. Anyway, there is no loss. It is impossible for the Rakshasa side to make a big fuss just for two minions. It will not sound good if it gets out.

So after figuring this out, everyone present felt much more relaxed.

In the afternoon, Li Weijun played mahjong in the apartment. At the beginning, he didn't know how to play mahjong. He was confused about what touch, bar and hu were.

After watching from the side for a while, Li Weijun slowly figured out the tricks of mahjong, so he played mahjong with great interest, and won a lot of money in just one afternoon.

Towards the evening, Li Weijun remembered that he had a dinner appointment with people from the embassy in the evening. No banquet is complete without wine, and no feast is complete without fish. Many things always feel a little less interesting without the wine table.

I asked the cook here, and I got the reply that although the apartment is equipped with a dining room, fireplace, sofa, and kitchen, it does not have a car.

It was getting dark, and there was no bus available at this time. The Chinese restaurant where we were having dinner was about five or six miles away from the apartment, so it was not close.

Going out in the winter without a car would be cold and tiring, which was really not worth it, so Li Weijun called the embassy again and asked them to send a car to pick him up.

Because of the relationship with Jiang Xifeng, the embassy's response was quick and clear.

"Comrade Li Weijun, rest assured. I will ask Xiao Zhao to send a car to pick you up. Let's make it clear. It's a rare gathering in a foreign country. We won't leave until we are drunk."

Considering that he couldn't let others' kindness bother him, Li Weijun readily agreed to the request for drinking. To be honest, after his body was greatly strengthened, he could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, but even if five or six people drank with him, they really couldn't beat him.

The metabolism of raw materials is strong, and spicy shochu is just like sweet water.

After playing another round of mahjong, Zhang Yang stood up, put on his coat, and stood there while Jiang Xifeng adjusted his collar and scarf.

Then he said in a deep voice, "We are having dinner with the comrades from the embassy tonight. Zhang Yunzhen, you are a drunkard, so come with me. Old Song can't hold his liquor well, and given his age, you should stay in the apartment and let the palace chef cook a few dishes."

"What about me? What about me?"

Zhang Yilei asked impatiently, saying that he didn't want to go, but simply wanted to stay in the apartment. In his opinion, Zhang Yunzhen was enough to do the bodyguard work.

Given Li Weijun's strong physique and his superb kung fu and spearmanship, it would be useless to go there alone if he encountered any tricky danger. It would be better for him to stay in the apartment and chat with the new cooks he had just met.

He has now come to terms with it. Even if these young cooks approach him with a mission, it doesn't matter.

There is nothing precious, and there is no need to worry about going barefoot.