Jinghua, Changning Resort Hotel, an ordinary executive suite.

Zhou Wenqiang, Huang Bingkun, Hua Chunsheng and other members of the Chinese reception team were all sitting in the meeting room of the suite, each with a deep face. It seemed that something had happened.

"Director Zhou, if you want me to tell you, just let them go."

Lang Wenxing twisted his brows and said in a deep voice: "first, he insulted our Chinese traditional culture, and now he let those United States join in. It's clear that he wants to unite to deal with us!"

"Yes, if you agree now, I'm afraid Bangzi country will be added later..."

Lin Xuefeng also said: "at that time, we Huaxia are really enemies of the whole country. We absolutely can't agree!"

"Director Zhou, do you have any news from the cultural propaganda department?"

"The suspension of the trip has aroused the antipathy of the neon Embassy in China. They have already protested."

"Will the cultural propaganda department agree with our proposal? I don't know if the Ministry of foreign affairs has contacted the Ministry of foreign affairs of neon... "

Lang Wenxing's and Lin Xuefeng's words were like poking a hornet's nest. There were more than 20 people sitting in the room, one by one talking.

Their opinions are quite unified, that is, they wait for the news from the cultural propaganda department, and then they say they can't agree with those European and American people joining the neon country exchange group!

"Everybody, everybody, listen to me!"

There was a lot of noise in the room for a moment. Zhou Wenqiang grabbed his hair, stretched out his hand and said in a loud voice:

"I understand everyone's feelings, but we also need to understand the Department. Some things can't be solved simply in a few words, but also through research and discussion.

It's only two days since now, and neon country hasn't given a reply. Maybe they haven't received the notice from the Ministry of domestic and foreign affairs. Let's calm down and wait first. "

"Yes..." as Huang Bingkun was about to say something, his mobile phone vibrated violently.

Originally, I didn't want to answer it. After looking at Liu Zixia's name on the screen, I picked up my mobile phone and went to the living room. Then I picked it up: "Hello, Zixia!"

"Hello, Mr. Huang." Liu Zixia said, "has the matter of neon land been solved?"

"No Huang Bingkun sighed and said, "I don't know whether the Ministry has not passed the discussion, or whether it is negotiating with the Ministry of foreign affairs of neon. Anyway, up to now, neon hasn't given a serious reply."

"That's it."

Liu Zixia is open-minded, he said: "anyway, those people's visa is only one month, the longer the delay, the shorter the time they stay in China, and it will not be so easy to extend it at that time."

Generally speaking, it is not easy for a large team with so many people, such as the neon cultural exchange group, to get a visa. One month is the longest time limit.

If there are no other special circumstances, such as marriage, illness, crime... Then the conditions for extension will be very difficult.

Unlike Anne and Robert, it's easier to extend a visa in their personal capacity.

"You're right, too." Huang Bingkun was stunned for a moment and said with a smile, "the less time they spend in China, the less opportunities they have to do things."

"So, there's no need to worry about it. Let's see what the decision is."

Liu Zixia entered the main topic and said, "OK, let's not talk about it. Mr. Huang, I have something to trouble you."

"What's the matter?" Huang asked

Liu Zixia said, "I heard that our Chinese Musicians Association is going to hold a concert in Shanghai. Is that the case?"

Liu Zixia himself is also a member of the Chinese Musicians Association. Huang Bingkun recommended him to join the association.

"It's going to be a charity concert in Shanghai, called" ancient music concert ", which will be held in Shanghai Grand Theater at 8 o'clock this evening."

Huang Bingkun replied, "what's the matter?"

"Well... I want to ask, do we have any places for this concert?" Liu Zixia asked with some embarrassment.

"Well, do you want to join?"

Huang Bingkun's eyes brightened, he said with a smile: "how can I forget this stubble? Before, because you were in Beijing, I didn't want to invite you. Now you are back in Shanghai, so I'll give you a place to participate."

"Great." Liu Zixia surprised said: "thank you, I really want to go to the concert tonight!"

"I'm the one who thanks you!" Huang Bingkun said with a smile: "with your participation, I believe that more donations will be raised."

Liu Zixia answered: "Mr. Huang, you flatter me too much."

"Well, my old man has always been objective."

Huang Bingkun shook his head and said, "it's Xi LV Hongjie, the vice-president of the Chinese Music Association who is in charge of this matter. I'll send his phone number to you. You can contact him directly."

"Well, please, Mr. Huang!" Liu Zixia answered and was about to hang up.

Ding Ling!

At this time, the door bell rang in the room.

Huang Bingkun went over and opened the door. A gentle young man who looked like he was in his thirties and was about 1.8 meters tall appeared in front of him.

"Hello, Mr. Huang. I'm Zhang Xinghe from the Department of cultural propaganda and liaison." The young man said hello to Huang Bingkun politely.

Contact. Department, it seems that Zhou Wenqiang's colleagues!

"Oh, Hello, Mr. Zhang." Huang Bingkun let Zhang Xinghe into the room and said, "what's the matter with you?"

"I'm here to send the papers to Director Zhou." The young man said quickly, "is director Zhou in?"

"Yes Huang Bingkun nodded and gave way to the room: "director Zhou, someone is looking for you."

"Mr. Huang, what? If you have something to do, you should be busy first, and I'll hang up!"

On the other end of the mobile phone, Liu Zixia will hang up when he hears Huang Bingkun's words.

"No, it should have something to do with the neon cultural exchange group."

Huang Bingkun said: "it happened that you called. I'll call you back to inform you after saving a while."

"Ah, it's coming!"

In the conference room, Zhou Wenqiang answered and came out. Seeing Zhang Xinghe, he said, "Hey, Xiao Zhang, why are you here? Is there any news? "

Zhang Xinghe took out a document from his briefcase and said, "director Zhang, this is the latest document issued by the Ministry. Have a look."

Zhou Wenqiang took the document, opened it, looked at it, laughed and said, "I just said, how can the Department tolerate those guys being so arrogant?"

"Why, has the Ministry made a decision?" Huang Bingkun asked.

"Yes

With an excited expression on his face, Zhou Wenqiang said:

"The Ministry of foreign affairs adopted our suggestion. Two days ago, it proposed to the Ministry of foreign affairs to suspend the visit of the neon cultural exchange group to China on the ground of" the neon cultural exchange group insults the quintessence of Chinese traditional culture ", and strictly ordered the other party's team to return to China within three days.

The Ministry of Foreign Affairs approved the proposal after studying it, and formally put forward the decision to neon state! "

Huang Bingkun's face was almost glowing. He asked, "what did the neon country say?"

Looking at the contents of the document, Zhou Wenqiang continued:

"The Ministry of foreign affairs of neon did not reply immediately. Instead, it directly contacted Hirayama and asked the Cultural Exchange team of neon to apologize and compensate Huaxia."