Chapter 259: Fear of gain and loss (Part 2)

"Wait," Xu Changqing suddenly called Andy, pondered for a moment, and asked, "You said before that silver ring was bought from an antique merchant in Lampung Port. Can you still find that merchant?"

"Yes! This merchant is very famous in Borneo. We cruise passengers and seafarers will come to him every time and buy some antiques to go back." Andy nodded affirmatively, then tried to ask: "Master, do you want the merchant to lead the way to find the silver ring?"

"Yes!" Xu Changqing nodded and said, "The temple that can own this silver ring must be not an ordinary Buddhist temple. I want to go and see what other lost ancient magic tools can be found."

Andy showed a little bit of a difficult look on his face and said, "This may be a bit difficult, after all, no one will tell others about their wealth."

"You don't need to worry about this. Just take me there, and I will naturally have a way to let him lead us to the temple." Xu Changqing smiled confidently, dispelled Andy's doubts, and then asked, "I just don't know if it's time?"

"Master, please rest assured, there is absolutely no problem with time." Andy took out a notepad from his pocket and looked at it, and said, "Because of cargo, the Joan of Arc will stay in Lampung Port for four days, which is enough for us to go back and forth to Java Island. If there is not enough time, the disciple can also propose to the captain and the first mate to delay it for another day."

"This is the best, you have arranged the specific things." Xu Changqing stood up, patted Andy's shoulder with admiration, and then raised his hand to signal Andy to leave.

Andy bowed respectfully to Xu Changqing before leaving the room. After closing the door, Andy stood there, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and vomited it out again. The expression on her face was no longer calm, and the joy in her heart floated on it. Although it was only a few hours, for Andy, it was like a new life. A magical world opened the door for him, and he understood that his future was no longer ordinary. For this reason, he was even more grateful to Xu Changqing who opened the door for him. He bowed deeply to Xu Changqing in the room again, and then led his subordinates with a surprised look at the door.

Although the dance party on the boat was just a temporary decision, the specifications of the dance party were not reduced at all, and were held completely according to the specifications of the Western European aristocratic dance party. Various foods with exquisite workmanship and luxurious materials were neatly placed on the table. The six-person symphony band from Vienna played a series of light waltzs at the beginning of the dance. All passengers from the upper class cabin attended the event, and some passengers in the lower class cabin secretly mingled in and shuttled between the various delicacies.

In the huge dance hall, a group of Chinese people gathered in the southeast corner. The thin Chinese looked particularly prominent. Most of them were children of fifteen or sixteen years old, with a hint of tenderness on their faces. Although the expression on their faces always maintained a serious expression, their eyes that looked at the food on the table from time to time betrayed their true thoughts.

As the head of these children, Gu Weijun naturally knew their ideas, but this was not his original intention of attending the banquet. He did not want these children to experience the luxury of Westerners. These days he has been teaching these children Western etiquette and what to do after an accident. He did not want these children to have any accidents abroad, and as many people came out, he went back. This was his only hope. These carefully selected children did not disappoint his expectations, and they quickly absorbed the knowledge he taught like a sponge. He has only no teaching yet, and this only thing allowed these children to experience it by themselves. This was also his original intention of agreeing to participate in this luxurious dance.

When they came in just now, the children's attention was still on the food on the table, but as foreigners looked at them more and more strangely, their attention gradually shifted to the expressions and words of the people around them.

"It's too much!" Ma Mingwu, the oldest among the group of children, suddenly stood up, turned his head and glared at a big nose foreigner who was teasing the noble lady not far from the right. His fists were clenched, and blue veins appeared. Obviously, the foreigner said something bad.

Ma Mingwu's actions were long as Gu Weijun expected. Among these children, Ma Mingwu's identity was the most prominent. He was the son of former Fujian Governor Ma Bolin. He had been smooth sailing since childhood, and he had never heard of those gossips. At this time, several students with Ma Mingwu also stood up and prepared several people to go up and teach the foreigner a lesson.

"Stop!" Gu Weijun immediately called them, stood up and stood in front of everyone, and said with a serious expression: "What do you want to do? Want to go over and beat him up and vent your anger?"

"Can't you fight?" Ma Mingwu stepped forward, stood in front of Gu Weijun, and said, "Secretary Gu should not use anything that will cause international disputes to swear to us. I don't believe that foreigner will have such a great face and can make a country stand up for him!"

"Not bad! A foreigner is indeed nothing." Gu Weijun looked at Ma Mingwu's high momentum as nothing and said calmly: "But what in the future? Do those foreigners laugh at you and you all have to fight? Don't forget, you have to stay abroad for three or four years. You may encounter such foreigners every day. If you use your fists to solve the problem, I think when I come to pick you up, you will only receive your ashes. So what's the point of sending you to the West?"

The emotions that everyone had just been aroused by Ma Mingwu immediately subsided. Ma Mingwu couldn't help but let go of his fists, and a sad and angry expression appeared on his face. Although Gu Weijun's words were very unpleasant, everything he said was all about, and everyone could not find a reason to dismiss it.

Gu Weijun's expression calmed down, patted Ma Mingwu on the shoulder, pulled him back to the chair, and then said to him and everyone, "Holding humiliation is what you should do now. You must remember these contempt expressions. The reason they despise us is because our country is weak, and if we want to regain this tone, we must make the country stronger and return these contemptuous expressions to them one by one. Do you understand?"
Chapter completed!