When the shop owner heard this, he was startled at first, then looked at Secretary Xiao Ma (Ma Xiaoguang) in confusion, shook his head and said, "I don't know what I'm talking about."
Seeing that their inquiries were unsuccessful, Secretary Xiao Ma and Commissioner Yang (the fat man) looked disappointed and helpless.
The two looked at each other, said excuse me to the boss, and left the haberdashery.
"Let's go to the office now..." Ma Xiaoguang whispered to the fat man.
The fat man instinctively prepared to turn back, but was stopped by Ma Xiaoguang: "Don't look back, put on airs, you are now Commissioner Yang of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Yang Dingfeng!"
"Ma Dan, what a stupid name!"
The fat man imitated Ma Xiaoguang's usual tone and spat, but he did not look back and walked towards the "Forbidden City Museum Shanghai Office" on the other side of the street with his head held high.
Ma Xiaoguang, who was pretending to be Xiao Ma's secretary, naturally followed suit and followed closely.
After about ten minutes, we arrived at the door of the "Forbidden City Museum Shanghai Office". The sign with black characters on a white background on the concierge was brand new and quite eye-catching in the sunlight.
When a nearby newspaper vendor saw the two of them entering the office, he stopped selling newspapers and packed up his things and left quickly.
"Hello, we are looking for Director Luo!"
Ma Xiaoguang greeted the concierge politely.
"Director Luo has just arrived. There is an office at the back of the second floor... Hey, don't be anxious, just register!"
The old concierge read the newspaper without raising his head, took out a register from the drawer and put it on the table.
"You old man, you are so clueless! This is Commissioner Yang of the Ministry of Internal Affairs!"
Ma Xiaoguang's face sank, he took out a blue-covered book and waved it in front of the old man.
Commissioner Yang had a displeased look on his face, but he didn't get angry due to his identity. He had an unusually large chest and belly.
The blue passport still worked. The old guard didn't dare to be nagging, so he could only let two imperial envoys from the Ministry of Internal Affairs go up.
"Bang bang bang"
The door of the director's office was knocked heavily, as if to vent some dissatisfaction.
As soon as the door opened, everyone inside and outside the door was startled.
I saw Luo, the shopkeeper of "Boyaxuan" in Hangzhou, just inside the door.
Now Shopkeeper Luo has a sleek back and is dressed in navy blue with a raised midriff. He has a blue sky and white sun badge on his left chest and two pens on his upper left pocket.
But Shopkeeper Luo's temperament is obviously very inappropriate in this outfit. No one would believe him standing there and saying that he was a supporting actor, let alone a starring role.
Look outside the door again.
Ma Xiaoguang is okay, and basically fits the look and personality of a clerk. As for the fat man's clothes, he's okay, and his appearance is acceptable, but he still looks a bit awkward.
Shopkeeper Luo, pretending to be the director, sneaked the two of them into the office.
"Young master, this is too fake. It can't be fake any more!"
Shopkeeper Luo closed the door and whispered to Ma Xiaoguang.
"Is it fake? I think it's okay!" Ma Xiaoguang smiled nonchalantly.
"It's really fake!"
Seeing that there were no outsiders, the fat man stopped pretending and sat down on the sofa, shaking his head and sighing.
"There is no other way. I can't really find a group of experts and two people from the Ministry of Interior, right? Is that necessary?" Ma Xiaoguang spat after hearing this.
"Master, you can't believe it, right? Besides, the official Shanghai office of the Palace Museum is just across the street, so you're too perfunctory!"
It had been a long time since Fatty had argued with Ma Xiaoguang. This time he really felt a little uneasy with his conscience, so he switched to loyal minister mode and spoke out to advise.
"Yes! Master, the fat man is right, you can even find a few middle school teachers. Do you think the colors in the office look like educated people?"
When Shopkeeper Luo heard what the fat man said, he echoed his words and began to give advice.
"I understand everyone's concerns, and I'm very happy... However, I think this is okay. After all, we are all a bunch of fakes, and we don't expect to make money from those things!"
Seeing that the two elites were really serious, Ma Xiaoguang explained solemnly.
"Oh! In that case, it's understandable."
When Shopkeeper Luo heard this, he immediately understood and felt a little at ease, so he sat down behind his desk.
"Hey, Master, you are too. If you had told me earlier...it made me nervous."
After hearing this, the fat man felt relieved. He quickly untied the tightly locked style buttons of the tunic suit, opened his clothes, and exposed the general's belly.
"So, it doesn't matter this time. As long as everyone doesn't commit any crime, you can act however you want."
Ma Xiaoguang then comforted the two generals.
"Don't worry, young master, our brothers will work seriously and try not to make any mistakes."
Shopkeeper Luo was aware of his own affairs and did not dare to speak out. He could only express his position in the direction of doing his best.
Ma Xiaoguang was satisfied with the performance of Shopkeeper Luo and his brothers, and immediately started to comfort him, persuading Shopkeeper Luo to put down his burdens and travel lightly.
After chatting for a while, Ma Xiaoguang saw that the time was almost up, so he called the fat man, arranged his clothes, and the two of them left the "Forbidden City Museum Shanghai Office" in a swaggering manner.
After going out, instead of taking a taxi, the two took two rickshaws to the Dacheng Hotel on Fuxi Road.
"There is no other way. We can only do a full show and stay in a hotel. Going back to that safe house is too fake. We can't save these money."
As soon as he returned to the room, Ma Xiaoguang explained to the fat man that he was afraid of the fat man's random thoughts and said he was a prodigal, so he simply stayed single and dealt with the situation himself first.
"Master, these brothers all understand...the problem is that we are just messing around like this, waiting for the New Year?" the fat man asked with some confusion.
"I'm afraid I won't be able to live a peaceful year this year."
Back in the hotel room, Ma Xiaoguang's expression turned serious, no longer as playful as in the office.
"These things are very important, they are all national treasures. After the Great Wall Anti-Japanese War, the Palace Museum started the plan to move these national treasures south. Our ancestors left us too many things, too heavy..."
Ma Xiaoguang then sighed.
Fatty knew the importance of the task, so he nodded seriously while listening and did not argue with Ma Xiaoguang.
The reason why Shopkeeper Luo is asked to come forward this time is to transport the last batch of national treasures in Shanghai to Jinling or even the mainland...
Not everyone in the government is a loser, there are also people who understand.
There will definitely be a battle between China and Japan, but it is only a matter of time. These tasks must be done against time. No one knows which will come first, tomorrow or the accident.
"What should we do next?" Fatty asked somewhat.
To be honest, he was unequivocal about charging into battle and catching spies, but he was a little nervous about protecting such a large number of priceless national treasures.
"Going through the formalities, the French Concession Board of Directors, the special pass for the Chinese community in Shanghai, the shipping company... in short, there are a lot of things to do. The New Year is coming soon, so we have to hurry up."
Ma Xiaoguang took care of what to do next one by one.
Early the next morning, Fatty and Ma Xiaoguang swaggered through the market together like two conjoined twins, shuttling around.
After a busy day, by 3:15 in the afternoon, most of the procedures were completed.
"Commissioner, don't get angry. The efficiency of this Romantic Country is indeed not very good, but it is already very fast."
In the lobby of Romantic Guotai Air Transport Company, Secretary Xiao Ma accompanied the smiling Commissioner Yang to comfort the dissatisfied Commissioner Yang.
"Pony, you have to move quickly! The country is in a difficult time..."
Commissioner Yang originally wanted to add some words like some civil servants in the government, but his mind suddenly shut down and he couldn't pick up the words.
"Time waits for no one!"
Upon seeing this, Secretary Xiao Ma quickly picked up. The government still wanted to save face, not to mention this was on Wai Guoren's territory.
"Yes, that's it. Time flies faster than I carry it with me."
Commissioner Yang seemed very confident in his knowledge and immediately composed half a poem to show his literary talent.
For a moment, not only the Chinese people working nearby, but also Wai Guoren, who could understand Chinese, looked at him with some suspicion.
Everyone looked at Commissioner Yang with an unpredictable look.
"Are you two from the Ministry of Internal Affairs?"
The person responsible for receiving the two people was Pei Ting (this is the Chinese name, French name: Petit), the manager of CMA CGM.
"I am Secretary Xiao Ma, Ma Shenhe, and this is Commissioner Yang, Yang Dingfeng."
Ma Xiaoguang solemnly introduced it to Manager Pei, while taking out the blue pizza he used yesterday.
"Oh, no, gentlemen, we are a shipping company. We are only responsible for transporting goods. We are not involved in politics. Besides, we have a contract, right?"
Manager Pei fully demonstrated the demeanor and qualities of a professional manager from a romantic country and said with a smile.
"I don't understand those foreign code words on your contract. Brother, I have a huge stake in it. You must not make any mistakes..."
Commissioner Yang looked arrogant and authentic. He did not belittle the other party because of his nationality or identity. Instead, he maintained the integrity of the government.
"Don't worry, we will treat your goods as the most precious works of art and there will be no mistakes. In addition, I still recommend that you buy insurance."
Manager Pei kept a professional smile on his face and introduced the shipping company's extended business to the guests.
"Those things are all lies. If these guys mess up, my brother will have no choice but to jump into the Yangtze River..."
When Commissioner Yang heard this, he rolled his eyes and started complaining mode.
From the recent unrest, to the risks of the Yangtze River shipping route, from the Romantic Kingdom's concession, to the upstream river city.
Commissioner Yang was talking about the train while Secretary Xiao Ma was carefully studying the details of the shipping contract with Manager Pei.
Fortunately, Manager Pei is fluent in Chinese, and there is a Chinese template for the contract, otherwise Secretary Ma would be a bit over the top.
Although he can speak French, he is not as proficient in Japanese and English. He will definitely not be able to figure out such a complicated shipping contract for a while.
Listening to Commissioner Yang's nonsense, the two professional managers worked for almost an hour before finalizing the details.
The two parties agreed that the goods would be loaded on the New Year's Eve five days later.
"Is this done?"
After coming out of the CMA Shipping Company with the contract in hand, the fat man asked in surprise when he saw no one around.
"Where did this come from? This has just begun!"
Ma Xiaoguang smiled meaningfully at him and said.
