Chapter 1022 1022. Chinese Week (8)

Lao Bai is very pessimistic about SARS, thinking that it may last until the end of this year or next year, but the end of SARS may be a long way off, and he cannot keep waiting endlessly. If his performance does not meet the investors' requirements by the end of the year, the small house that he and the investors used for performance betting will have to be transferred to the investor's name and become the property of the other party. However, that is the only small house his parents have after working hard for most of their lives. He cannot bear and cannot accept watching his parents become helpless in their old age after working hard for half their lives.

Although Dong Qiangqiang pointed him to a cheap hotel which was not a right way, he believed that the key problem now was not the lack of drivers, tour guides and tourist destinations, but the lack of tourists who could spend lavishly as before.

The gap between the original business and the target performance due to the cliff-like collapse caused by SARS is too great. Lao Bai urgently needs to find a new opportunity to make money. It is definitely too late to find a job now. He firmly believes that making a small investment for a big return is his only chance at the moment, and he can only and must seize any opportunity to make money.

But reality played a joke on him again. He lowered his face and tried hard to persuade Dong Qiangqiang, and even shamelessly inquired about the investment information, but Xu Tongying ruthlessly cut off his thoughts. Since Xu Tongying was unwilling to lend a helping hand, he had to find another way and build the ladder of self-salvation as soon as possible.

He decided to take a more radical approach and use the reputation he had accumulated over the years to raise money for investment.

Undoubtedly, this was a risky move, but he felt that he was standing on the edge of a precipice and had no choice but to give it a try.

After some consideration, he decided to reveal the news to Lei Lanting first.

He knew very well that Lei Lanting had no money, but the reason why he revealed it to him first was mainly because he and Lei Lanting were acquaintances, and the other party also had some resources of the rich second generation of Hanover. Lei's attitude towards stocks might be similar to that of many people, so he could refer to it and learn from it to polish his words to make them self-consistent. On the other hand, he felt somewhat guilty and uneasy about publicizing something that Dong Qiangqiang had repeatedly warned him not to tell anyone about, but he also thought that he had to resort to this desperate measure when he really had no other choice. If there was any other way to survive, he would definitely not do it.

What people fear most is self-brainwashing.

Lao Bai can actually feel that the relationship between him and Dong Qiangqiang is not as strong as it was in Hanover. At that time, even in the middle of the night, Dong Qiangqiang, who was tired of reading, would come downstairs to invite him to have a drink after cooking a midnight snack for himself. He couldn't tell when this sense of alienation started. All the changes seemed to have happened unconsciously after SARS, but Dong Qiangqiang was not the kind of person who would despise the poor and love the rich because of the sharp decline in Lebai's business. He once thought that the distance between Hanover and Trier was the reason for their gradual alienation, but later he found out that it was not. Even if he lived next door to Dong Qiangqiang, Dong Qiangqiang no longer came to talk to him every day. He didn't know whether he was really busy studying or had other ideas.

He deliberately let Lei Lanting know about the news, but he had other selfish motives. He hoped that Dong Qiangqiang would take the initiative to find him in anger, so that he could take the opportunity to talk it out. But what he didn't expect was that Dong Qiangqiang was not angry about Lei Lanting's knowledge of Volkswagen's preferred shares. He didn't even react at all, as if he didn't know it at all. He sent a special apology text message to Dong Qiangqiang, but the other party still didn't move. He thought Lei Lanting forgot to say it, but Lei Lanting repeatedly assured that he had asked Dong Qiangqiang, but Dong Qiangqiang didn't comment, only emphasizing that the preferred stock price was expensive. Lei Lanting was worried that Dong Qiangqiang, a newcomer who came to Germany later than him, could understand foreign stocks. After all, Dong Qiangqiang didn't have much research on stocks in China, so how could he know what to buy to make money? Besides, hitting the jackpot once doesn't mean you can hit the jackpot every time. Instead of buying stocks with Dong Qiangqiang and Lao Bai, Lei Lanting would rather deposit the money in the bank.

Lao Bai understood that summer insects could not talk about ice, and Lei Lanting could definitely not be relied upon, so he could only take a bigger risk.

His first target was Liao Cheng. Although Liao Cheng failed his first motorcycle written test, Liao Cheng had a good impression of him. Although only one of the rich second generation passed the written test successfully, it was enough to show that Lao Bai's teaching level was still good. On the other hand, they had traveled to seven countries together before. Lao Bai was busy helping to buy motorcycles and purchase luxury goods, and even recommended the CASINO in Venice to them. Basic trust between them already existed. The most important thing was that Liao Cheng and others were richer than he thought, but he didn't know how much he could get from Liao Cheng, and how much annualized rate of return he should give Liao Cheng.

Considering Dong Qiangqiang's influence in the international student circle in Trier, Lao Bai knew that he had to use Dong Qiangqiang's name to persuade Liao Cheng to make up his mind. Once Liao Cheng expressed his intention to join, the joining of the group of rich second-generations around Liao Cheng would be a foregone conclusion. But he was a little hesitant, because once he took this step, it would only be a matter of time for Dong Qiangqiang to know about it. At that time, how should he face Dong Qiangqiang? If both parties were unhappy or even broke up, how should he end it?

He didn't want to make things too awkward with Dong Qiangqiang unless it was absolutely necessary, but he didn't have any other choice now. Maybe in terms of disappointing people, he, Lao Bai, had never disappointed anyone.

After he and Liao Cheng finished talking about financing, Liao Cheng did not refuse outright, but just said he would go back and think about it. Because of the tight schedule, there was no time to go home to change clothes, so Dong Qiangqiang could only make do with a half-wet and half-dry suit to attend class. Although there were windows on both sides of the classroom for ventilation, it was very uncomfortable to wear wet and sticky clothes. Even if he took off his suit jacket, his shirt was still stuck to his body. Although he did not fall asleep in class, he basically did not listen to the two-hour class for the first time. His mind was muddled and he could only take notes mechanically. After writing, he realized that he forgot to use the new Cornell note-taking method he had learned. It was probably because he consumed too much energy in the morning and did not eat properly, so his body could not hold on.

After finally waiting for the get out of class to end, he immediately found a few familiar and enthusiastic classmates to borrow his notes, ran to the copy shop next to the teaching building to quickly copy them, and returned them to the original owner as soon as possible.

He carried the copied materials and went straight to the classroom for the third class. When passing by the hall, he wanted to buy a few Wanfu meat buns to fill his stomach, but the long line of people seemed to be daunting. He was just about to make do with a sandwich when he happened to meet the owner of Wanfu passing by with new goods. Seeing Dong Qiangqiang's aggrieved expression, he immediately laughed and pulled him to the stall without saying anything. He handed him a big pancake with vegetables and meat and a big cup of mung bean porridge. Knowing that Dong Qiangqiang had classes next and he also had business to take care of, the two agreed to find time to chat after Dong Qiangqiang finished class.

Eating and drinking are allowed during exams at German universities. Although eating and drinking during class is not elegant, no one cares. Dong Qiangqiang felt like a bottomless pit. After eating, it was as if he had not eaten anything. He did not feel full at all. However, he could feel his soul gathering again little by little, and he finally did not waste the third class.

He had a lot of book debts today, and seeing that Zheng Chunhua and the others hadn't sent him any text messages, he felt relieved and stopped going to the display board area. He went to the library to concentrate on reviewing until the alarm rang, then he leisurely rushed to the university cafeteria.

By the time he arrived, the others had already arrived.

He saw several square lunch boxes stacked on the outdoor dining table. He roughly counted eight of them. He recognized the Wanfu logo printed on the outer packaging of the lunch boxes. He pointed at the lunch boxes and asked Zheng Chunhua, "Are these sent by the boss of Wanfu?"

"As expected, you are familiar with it," Zheng Chunhua nodded and smiled, "He asked me to tell everyone that he wanted to treat everyone to a good meal to express his gratitude, but today's scene was so popular that the food he prepared for tomorrow was all used up today, so he had to restock it overnight. So he can't treat everyone this time, and can only restock later. Please understand."

"It's really too much. I had to wait more than ten minutes to buy a pancake this afternoon," Zhao Ke complained as he distributed lunch boxes. "It feels like the Germans are crazy."

"They have never eaten such delicious food before," Ji Fengping agreed as he opened the lunch box and immediately expressed his surprise. "Oh my god, roast duck, great, great, Wanfu, this boss really knows how to do business. This is the first time I've seen a restaurant owner who is so generous."

"Then you have to thank our Dong Qiangqiang. He was the one who invited Boss Wanfu here." Fang Shuang reminded while rolling the duck pancake with a smile.

"You have to call him Mr. Dong. He runs a company. Who among you has a company under his name now? No one, right? He does. Isn't that awesome?" Zhao Ke grinned evilly.

This sentence left Dong Qiangqiang speechless. It was simply bringing up something irrelevant. It was estimated that after Lao Bai's publicity today, everyone would know that he had a company.

This old White is really incapable of accomplishing anything.


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