"Hey, what are you doing!" Just as a few cops were about to enter the sales hall, they got blocked by the people at the door.
"We want to go out, what else would we want to do?" one person said, "Hey, the sun's quite nice here, I'm thinking of getting some sun."
"I was thinking the same!" another person chimed in.
"Let us in quick, we're on a mission!" one of the cops said discontentedly, "It's related to foreigners, if you keep blocking us, don't blame us for being rude!"
"Related to foreigners? Pfft, it's just foreigners, look how anxious you are." The middle-aged man who had spoken to Song Yun earlier stepped to the entrance then said, "You care so much about foreigners, how come I don't see you caring as much when it's about our fellow countrymen?"
"What are you saying!" the cop said, "These foreign friends are here to invest, that makes them VIPs, and VIPs deserve better service, of course!" the cop said, "What do you know? Get out of the way."
