Located in the green estate villa at the junction of balila street and the US Deputy General Road, Luo Bao was talking to He Xian and Mao Wanqi, the president and vice president of the Chinese General Chamber of Commerce in Macao.


    Luo Bao is tall and looks about 60 years old. It may be because he has been busy paying attention to gaffes since last night, stabilizing Macao order, and has no time to clean up his appearance. His hair is a little messy, his face is shiny, and his shirt and tie have been torn off with his collar open.


    He is of Chinese, British, Portuguese and other multinational origins. At the age of four, he moved to Macao with his adoptive father from East Timor, a Portuguese colony. Since then, Luo Bao has been staying in this small far east city for decades. At the age of 25, he began to become an opium Commissioner of the Australian Governor''s government. He can be regarded as a civil servant of the Australian government. Unfortunately, politics has just started, Because the governor''s wife wanted to get the Opium franchise, she made a bad relationship with Lin Xizhen. In the end, she not only didn''t get the business, but also built her own reputation, which made him silent for many years and couldn''t be reused. Otherwise, he Xian, the famous name of the king of Macao, may not get it.


    "Brother Xian, I already talked to brother Qi on the phone last night, but I couldn''t find you. I asked brother Qi to contact the people of Nanhua company for the first time, but I found that the building of Nanhua company was empty, and only a few local staff told me that the people of Nanhua company had gone to Guangzhou for a meeting, and the return date was uncertain." Luo Bao said to He Xian, who was drinking coffee on the Western back seat "Macao is under martial law, but the people of Nanhua company can go to Guangzhou for a meeting. Who can do it in Macao street except brother Xian?"


    He Xian said expressionless with coffee: "The three of our brothers have been friends for many years. We don''t need to talk about polite greetings. We have to meet several times a day on weekdays, but this time is different. This time, you are Portuguese behind you and I am Chinese behind me. Brother Qi just said that he helped you contact the mainland last night. The South China Bureau of the mainland is very excited. There are three kinds of voices. First, Shi Qi has stationed an army of the people''s Liberation Army A division is ready to press the Gongbei gate at any time. Anyway, the Yankees, Brits and Chinese on the Korean battlefield have already fought, and now there is not much to add another Portugal! Second, cold treatment, completely block the border in the future, the gate will never be opened, and materials will not pass through Macao in the future. Isn''t Portugal bad? Well, the food, vegetables and daily necessities in Macao in the future Let the governor of Macao import all from Europe, and let the people of Macao taste the taste of European food in the future. Now there are nearly 200000 people in Macao. You know how much food they need a day. After the gate is completely closed, wait for the 200000 people to go to the governor''s Office to eat Western food with Mr. Shi Botai. "


    "Mr. spaghetti has held the leaders of the troops accountable and denounced them for being too reckless." Luo Bao said with a bitter smile: "Qige did help to contact China last night, but China''s reply is that China has not established diplomatic relations with Portugal so far, so it is not suitable to have direct contact with the Macao authorities. If you want to talk, the Macao government will appoint two Macao non-governmental Chinese representatives to talk with them. Now only you and Qige are most suitable in Macao street. Now the person in charge of negotiation in China has arrived Near Gongbei gate, just waiting for you and brother Qi to nod. "


    "How can I nod my head and talk to others? You must tell me Mr. spaghetti''s opinion?" He Xian put down his coffee cup and looked at Luo Bao.


    Luo Bao looked puzzled and hesitated for a moment before saying, "Mr. spaghetti means that the two sides should maintain calm and restraint to avoid the expansion of the situation and resume the gate opening."


    "Pa!" He Xian threw the coffee cup he had just put down on the ground and broke it. His eyes were wide: "the nigger fired the gun first! Spaghetti is not even going to say an apology? How can I talk about it? If he thinks it can be done, let him talk about it himself!"


    "Brother Xian..." Luo Bao also knew that governor Shi Botai''s words clearly wanted both sides to think that nothing had happened and open the gate as soon as possible to recover as before, but now he communicated each other''s opinions with He Xian and Mao Wanqi on behalf of governor Australia, which does not mean that he has the right to say that governor Shi Botai''s words are too bastard, so he can only smile: "Brother Xian, in Macao street, who doesn''t know that you have the greatest face? The Kuomintang and the Communist Party are competing to win over you. You have a word..."


    He Xian simply interrupted Luo Bao''s words and said with a gloomy face: "I, he Xian, do rely on all kinds of friends to support me. Now I have three thin faces in Macao, and I am very grateful to all my friends, including Australian Governor Mr. spaghetti. However, no matter how big my face is, I can''t let the Chinese help the Portuguese! The mistake of the nigger''s first shot is in Macao. Now, Mr. spaghetti understates a word and wants to think that nothing has happened? Impossible! If it is It''s such an attitude. Please tell Mr. spaghetti that he Xian can''t give me face because he holds me high. He Xian will lose the face of the Chinese people! Let him hire another expert, train and arrange a car. I''m going back to talk about life... "


    "Brother Xian, brother Xian, brother Xian..." Luo Bao held He Xian, who was leaving. He and he Xian had known each other for many years. They were inseparable in business and in private. Luo Bao also knew that he Xian was angry not with himself, but with the governor of Australia, so he was not angry and smiled: "How about this? You and brother Qi go to see China''s representative in charge of the negotiation in Gongbei first. I know we can''t agree, but it doesn''t matter. As long as brother Xian and brother Qi help me go to Gongbei, even if you just go to have a cigarette and a cup of tea with each other, I can talk back to Mr. Shi Botai. What conditions do the Chinese side put forward for this matter now We don''t know, so even if you don''t talk to brother Xian, just bring back the other party''s conditions and requirements, and open the gate as soon as possible, brother Xian and brother Qi, your business will return to normal as soon as possible. "


    This time, he did not speak out. Mao Wanqi almost said without thinking: "if the governor fails to give an account, if the gate is not open, I can no longer do business and return to the Chinese mainland for the aged."


    In fact, closing the gate has the greatest impact on Mao Wanqi''s business. Mao Wanqi transports domestic grain, oil and daily necessities to Macao for sales. Closing the gate means that he has no purchase channels.


    "Brother Xian, brother Qi, I''m not an Australian Governor. It''s no use complaining to me. I''m just passing the microphone." Luo Bao can only smile sadly: "I also have Chinese blood. I also know that this time it''s the nigger who starts first, but I always have to talk about it, right? I''ll make it clear directly. Except you two, if Macao sends anyone to Gongbei, the other party won''t see it. Take a step back, brother Xian, if you don''t come forward, even if all the three flags of the chamber of Commerce go to Gongbei, the other party won''t see it."


    The three flags of Macao Chamber of Commerce in Luo Bao''s mouth are ma Wanqi, vice president, Cai Deqi and CAI Leqi, director. Because the names of the three people all bear the word Qi, and he Xian has a flower name of Macao Wong Tai Sin, the four people are enthusiastic about charity and have a good reputation in Chinese society, so they are often put together by people in Macao street and called the three flags of Tai Sin.


    "Well, it doesn''t matter if I go to see each other, but don''t think I can speak well for the Portuguese." He Xian actually knows he must go, but he can''t make Australian Governor Shi bertai feel that he Xian can come and go at once, and his attitude must be different.


    Luo Bao bowed to He Xian again and again: "you have thanked me for agreeing. You can say whatever you like."


    "When will you go?" He Xian slowly breathed out and asked Luo Bao.


    "When? Of course, the sooner the better. Now the food price on the market is so high that people are scared to death. I don''t know how many poor people will starve to death in the next few days. At that time, the Western newspapers will say that Portugal''s rule in the colony is cruel." Luo Bao said: "I''ll arrange police and soldiers to escort you and Qige out of the gate immediately."


    Persuading He Xian to come forward to negotiate with the Chinese side, Luo Baoru breathed a sigh of relief. Before he finished, the villa housekeeper outside came in and said to Luo Bao: "Sir, the Macao Chamber of Commerce called and said that when the staff of the chamber of Commerce helped Mr. Song of Oxfam Hong Kong send rice to the poor in Qingzhou District, he was shot and killed. A staff member was killed. Mr. Song''s bodyguard caught the shooter. The chamber of Commerce now comes to ask Mr. He how to deal with this matter."


    "Someone killed song TIANYAO?" He Xian was stunned: "who was the murderer?"


    Knowing the relationship between He Xian and Luo Bao, the housekeeper didn''t ask Luo Bao for instructions. He leaned over with a smile and said to He Xian, "the murderer is several big days, but I heard that he asked the behind the scenes agent, a man named Lin Xiyuan."


    When Luo Bao heard Lin Xiyuan''s three words, he almost instantly changed from a poor vent laughing at He Xian Mao Wanqi to a murderous old man: "Lin Xiyuan? Lin Xizhen''s brother who has been a coward for decades? He hired a murderer in Macao? Good!"