Dong Qiangqiang's Story of Leaving Germany

Chapter 1066. Can Human Nature Stand the Test?

Dong Qiangqiang's voice was just the right amount, neither too high nor too low, and it carried a certain convincing energy, and this suggestion was immediately agreed by everyone.

Although Zhao Ke had no objection, he glanced at Ji Fengping with a strange look. Ji Fengping was whispering something with Gu Xin and did not notice his gesture.

The microphone was handed back to Zheng Chunhua.

"Talk about the important things first, and the trivial things later." Dong Qiangqiang reminded.

Zheng Chunhua's thoughts also calmed down at this time. She nodded and said, "I watched the last day's Sinology lectures, Chinese class lectures, and the simple closing ceremony. Everything was normal at that time, and there was nothing unusual."

When Zheng Chunhua spoke, everyone held their breath and listened carefully. There was silence all around, with only sporadic human voices in the distance and the caw of ravens farther away.

"As of 6pm tonight, this China Week has been promoted to 27 Chinese and foreign forums, and has received positive responses and feedback in Europe, Asia, North America and Oceania. It has attracted widespread attention from people in different countries and regions, and is expected to lead to a number of new China Week activities. According to the information I have, in addition to Germany, the United States currently has the highest momentum in hosting China Week, after all, the number of Chinese students there is the largest in the world."

Dong Qiangqiang looked around the crowd and saw that no one was saying anything after listening to the speech. Their expressions were a little dull, as if they didn't realize that this was a remarkable achievement. He sighed and took the lead in applauding. Gu Xin also raised her hand when she saw that others were just watching quietly, with no one agreeing or cheering. Then she quietly put her hand back on her leg under the table.

"Because the coverage and impact of China Week are much larger than expected, the amount of donations received this time is also far beyond expectations. As of six o'clock tonight, this China Week has received donations from fourteen countries and regions, totaling 23968.72 euros." Zheng Chunhua said as she turned her gaze to Fang Shuang, who nodded solemnly at Zheng Chunhua.

Upon hearing that the donation amount was so huge, everyone except Dong Qiangqiang, Zheng Chunhua and Fang Shuang showed surprise and disbelief on their faces. Although there were review meetings every day, the donation amount was not updated every day. Everyone knew that in addition to the huge sum of money donated by Wanfu boss, the rest of the money was contributed by Dong Qiangqiang, Zheng Chunhua and Dong Qiangqiang's wealthy friends. The donations truly raised from the society were small amounts of a few euros each, but the fact that small amounts could accumulate to this level was really surprising, and people couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Without waiting for Zheng Chunhua to finish speaking, Dong Qiangqiang clapped again. Zheng Chunhua and Fang Shuang understood and clapped their hands almost at the same time. Gu Xin finally stopped hesitating this time, and the remaining two boys also followed suit wholeheartedly.

"These are the main things for today. Does anyone have anything else to add?" Zheng Chunhua asked after the applause stopped.

Everyone said no.

"I have some more information to share with you." Zheng Chunhua took out a courier box from under the open-air dining table in front of her and pushed it to the middle of the table like a magic trick.

Everyone was curious as to what was inside and looked inside. Dong Qiangqiang was closest to the box and opened it, only to see it was filled with cameras of various sizes.

"After word got out that our display boards were vandalized on the first night, there was a constant outcry for support. Some expressed their willingness to provide us with legal aid, but more people sent us cameras. However, with proper arrangements afterwards, no new problems arose, and these cameras were saved." Zheng Chunhua took a deep breath. "Before the end of China Week, other student union leaders called and emailed me, expressing their desire to hold China Week as well, hoping to buy all the materials in the display board area cheaply and continue to use them. I know that all of you spent a lot of time and energy to collect and organize these materials, and of course spent a lot of money. It stands to reason that it would be appropriate to sell them to the next buyer, but I have selfish motives and don't want to sell them. Instead, I want to give them to the next user so that they can continue to shine in this country to change the prejudices of foreigners. Perhaps this is the meaning of passing on the torch. I've finished what I've said. Who's in favor and who's against?"

When talking about passing on the torch, Zheng Chunhua was obviously moved. She was the first to raise her hand as soon as the question was asked, and then cast sincere and expectant eyes towards everyone at the table.

Except Zhao Ke who abstained from voting, everyone else agreed.

"Students from South Korea and Japan have approached me these past few days. They also want to hold a carnival similar to China Week, but they don't plan to associate it with SARS. They just want to showcase their own country's style and hope to learn from our ideas and resources and invite Chinese students to be guest performers. Of course, they will also give them a certain amount of compensation. They asked me to help. They want to invite Wang Shunan and He Yangjin, but the details of the plan have not been finalized." Zheng Chunhua looked into Dong Qiangqiang's eyes. "In addition, newspaper reporters, performance agents and ordinary people have asked me about Wang Shunan's situation. Some want to invite her to perform, and some want to see her for medical treatment. There are all kinds of people, mostly Chinese."

Zheng Chunhua actually had the contact information of the two women, but she didn't want to contact them privately without going through Dong Qiangqiang. After all, Dong Qiangqiang was the middleman and had a good relationship with the two women.

Dong Qiangqiang is happy from the bottom of his heart if he can generate income for his friends in a legitimate way. He firmly stated: "You can ask the parties involved about this matter. As long as they are willing, I have no objection."

"There is nothing else important," Zheng Chunhua flipped through the manuscript in her hand. In fact, there are still many small things she didn't mention. For example, China Week has officially ended. The next step is to ask someone to edit the film of China Week, collectively screen the photos and compile them into a book, make the first China Week commemorative album, and then select meaningful pictures from the commemorative album to make commemorative envelopes, and finally send them to all donors. The workload is no less than all the work done before, but seeing that everyone except Dong Qiangqiang was frustrated and uninterested by the report, she saw it in her eyes and didn't mention it again. At the same time, she secretly made up her mind to find a way to complete it after the report was over. After the big and small things were over, no one found any suspicious points, and they pulled out the memorandums of the previous four days and studied them together. Until the sun went down and the lights came on, they still didn't find any problems that might be reported.

But Dong Qiangqiang already had an idea and thoughts at this time.

"Oh, by the way, since Sun Tao will be here soon and we don't know how long the talk will last, I took the initiative to decline the invitation from Wanfu Boss Li. Boss Li is very sincere, so I'll have to trouble Dong Qiangqiang to explain it to Boss Li later." Zheng Chunhua felt a little sorry, "I'll make it up to you guys later if you miss this meal."

"If I don't eat it, I'll be reported. If I eat it, who knows what serious trouble will happen. Let's just forget it." Zhao Ke complained angrily.

"I'm using my own money to treat everyone, so I won't cause any trouble for you."

Although Zheng Chunhua invited them again and again, troubles were troubles and no one had any appetite. They all said that they would rather go back to their own homes and see their own mothers after chatting with Sun Tao. With everyone saying the same thing, Zheng Chunhua no longer insisted.

Fang Shuang, who had been silent, suddenly spoke up when he saw the low morale: "During the past few days of China Week, many people have expressed their sincere gratitude to the preparatory team for preparing such rich and colorful content and actively exporting their country's high-quality culture abroad in the student forum, in the supervisor's mailbox, in the supervisor's book, and even in the remarks column of donations. I think these are the achievements of China Week and the recognition of our efforts and work. When the leaders come, we should report these situations to them truthfully. We can choose not to flatter ourselves, but we can't let others throw dirty water on us either."

These words were spoken with great force and were immediately applauded.

"Since the leader hasn't arrived yet, Fang Shuang, why don't you read out to everyone the information you have collected in the past few days? Maybe it will provide some inspiration." Zheng Chunhua suggested.

Fang Shuang accepted the advice readily and began to read it out one by one.

"Although I don't want to admit it, the cheongsam show really surprised me. To be honest, why didn't you sell cheongsams on site? I don't understand. But you dared to hold a fashion show in the rain, which was really courageous. I admire you."

"Why did China Week end so soon? Why not two weeks? Can you do a China Month next year? I haven't seen or eaten enough."

"Your writing, clothing, music, dance, kung fu, and of course, food, have all fascinated me and my friends. I finally had the legendary Peking duck. To express my gratitude, I donated 5 euros. I hope it can help you. I wish you an early victory over SARS."

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While Fang Shuang was reading the words in the message book, Dong Qiangqiang pulled Zheng Chunhua aside and asked in a low voice: "Be honest, did Sun Tao really not tell you the reason on the phone?"

"I really didn't say a word." Zheng Chunhua looked calm and didn't seem to be lying.

"Has Fang Shuang always been in charge of the money? Have you checked the accounts during this period?"

Zheng Chunhua looked at Dong Qiangqiang, who looked determined, nodded slightly, and whispered back, "Have you thought of something?"

"I suspect this report is most likely related to money."

"You suspect Fang Shuang? No, no, Fang Shuang will definitely not have any problems in this regard. I trust her on this point. Otherwise, I wouldn't let her take full responsibility." Zheng Chunhua lowered her voice and further explained, "We have cooperated before, and she has received money from her, and her family is well-off, so she doesn't need..."

Dong Qiangqiang interrupted, "In general, the cashier manages the money and the accountant manages the accounts in a company. You let Fang Shuang take charge of two things, both of which are related to money. Isn't this deliberately testing her humanity with money? Even if she has a strong will, can she withstand such a test?"