The situation escalated, and soon a crowd gathered at the entrance of the venue.
It was at this point that the person in charge of the organizing committee appeared.
Regarding the incident where the Chinese delegation was robbed before even arriving at the venue, the organizing committee quickly stated its position.
Their position was to offer sincere apologies and then slowly call the police.
Yes, they finally called the police at a snail's pace.
If China had not strongly insisted on calling the police, the organizing committee might not have considered calling the police to resolve the issue.
As for whether the police could recover the lost items, that was not something the organizing committee could decide.
If one were to speak in metaphysical terms, it would depend on whether the timing, location, and human harmony happened to align.
Some members of other national delegations even openly stated that China had offended someone and therefore deserved what happened.
They also said that allowing a poor and backward country like China to participate in such a grand event was a waste of a spot.
Some even went so far as to say that China's participation in such an exhibition was a disgrace to other participating delegations!
Su Xiaotian was very angry about this.
Did these people truly understand China?
Did they think that the reports slandering China that they saw represented all of China?
Su Xiaotian genuinely wanted to step forward and argue with these people.
However, she was not someone who lacked a sense of the bigger picture. At times like these, she had to suppress her anger first to resolve the issue promptly.
Su Xiaotian could only pretend not to hear what some people were saying, staying close behind the two delegation leaders, diligently acting as a translator.
Finally, the organizing committee invited everyone to enter the venue first.
They also stated that they had already called the police and that the problem would be resolved soon.
After exchanging glances, Deputy Head Wei and Minister Duan entered the venue with worried expressions.
However, in a corner where no one else could see, a hint of relief flickered in the eyes of the two leaders.
Su Xiaotian, maintaining a neutral demeanor, went directly into the venue.
As both delegation leaders had grim faces, the organizing committee, not wanting to continue interacting with them, found an excuse and left.
As the translator, Su Xiaotian, with neither of the leaders speaking, adhered to a low-profile approach, quietly following behind them and keeping to herself.
Of course, even while following the leaders, it did not prevent Su Xiaotian from carefully observing her surroundings.
The textile exhibition was held in a large indoor shopping mall, which was different from exhibitions in China at that time.
Although exhibitions in China at that time appeared to have some scale, the primary purpose of exhibitions in China was to address the issue of surplus products.
Despite the considerable scale of these exhibitions, there were very few things that could truly be presented with pride at Chinese exhibitions.
However, the textile exhibition they were now attending was different.
This was an international exhibition, and in a sense, each participating delegation represented its respective country.
Among these businesses, there was more of a competitive relationship.
If it weren't for the fact that such grand events did not allow for physical altercations, Su Xiaotian had no doubt that people would have resorted to fighting first as a greeting!
After all, many lingering issues caused everyone's tempers to flare, and perhaps they needed to vent their dissatisfaction first.
Su Xiaotian looked at the large T-stage in the center and the exhibition booths arranged around it, searching for the location of the Chinese delegation.
Slightly behind and to the left of the stage, it wasn't a bad position, but it was certainly not a good one.
In such a location, Su Xiaotian could understand.
After all, China's current comprehensive national strength was neither good nor bad.
Internationally, one's status was often determined by their inherent strength. China's current strength was such that she couldn't blame the organizers for placing China in this location.
Su Xiaotian then carefully looked to both sides. The two exhibition booths next to them were precisely China's neighbors.
Coincidentally, both of these neighbors were not friendly.
Su Xiaotian mused that the organizers were truly cunning, understanding these relationships too well; were they waiting to watch the show?
According to Minister Duan and Deputy Head Wei, the fabrics and clothing designs that China was exhibiting this time were stolen by one of these neighbors.
This was a situation where enemies meet, and their eyes burn with hatred.
Was it possible that the organizers hoped to witness a brawl first?
Su Xiaotian then turned her gaze to the Japanese delegation, which was before China.
Logically, Japan's position should have been slightly higher than China's, and it was possible for them to be placed further forward. Why, then, did they suddenly appear in the position next to China?
The two leaders did not explicitly state whether Japan had played any dirty tricks from behind, but Su Xiaotian guessed that it was highly likely to be Japan.
Just as Su Xiaotian was looking around, Mr. Fujiwara, the head of the Japanese delegation, had already met with Minister Duan.
To say they "met" was being polite; Mr. Fujiwara had deliberately walked from his own booth to Chinese territory.
The relationship between the two countries was not good, and even the relationship between their people was not good. At this moment, there was a palpable tension between the two leaders.
Fujiwara looked at Minister Duan, whose face had darkened to the color of ink, and his small eyes were so narrowed that his pupils were invisible.
That look of arrogance and smugness made Minister Duan feel extremely uncomfortable.
This scoundrel, after gaining an advantage, was now showing off in front of him.
Did he think that stealing someone else's achievements was something to be proud of?
Shameless wretch, why was he at such an event?
If it were any other occasion, Minister Duan had no doubt that he would have thrown the first punch!
Seeing Minister Duan's expression worsen and his face darken further, Mr. Fujiwara became even happier, almost to the point of singing to express his current joy.
"Mr. Duan, our Japanese delegation is scheduled to appear just one step ahead of yours. I am truly looking forward to your performance."
"The Chinese always talk about how long their history is. I sincerely hope that your country's delegation can present design works that befit your status!"
As he said this, Mr. Fujiwara did not forget to put on a look of sudden realization.
"Oh, how could I forget? Have your Chinese fabrics and design drafts been lost just now? I don't know if the fabrics can be recovered today. I can only say that China is truly unfortunate!"
Mr. Fujiwara's words were truly infuriating.
He was already a person of short stature, and at this moment, he was overly agitated, making it seem as if his entire being was expressing mockery towards the Chinese delegation.
Su Xiaotian couldn't help but inwardly complain. For someone with such a poor appearance and physique, why did he make such exaggerated physical gestures?
Didn't he know that he looked very unattractive doing that?
That's right, having seen handsome men since childhood, Su Xiaotian's standards for appearance were indeed a bit strict.