Dong Qiangqiang's Story of Leaving Germany

Chapter 1102. Dog Skin Plaster

Hearing this answer, Dong Qiangqiang's first thought was that Duanmu would definitely like this answer, but somehow the outline of the casino chip on the table that night when Lao Bai was drunk popped up in his mind.

"You came directly from Venice?"

"Yes."

"Besides the shopping streets, have you taken a gondola ride?"

"Of course," Lao Ding replied with a smile, "How can I not sit down now that I'm here?"

"Have you been to the casino over there?" Dong Qiangqiang asked casually.

Italy is a country where gambling is prohibited, but there are four special areas that are exceptions, and Venice is one of them.

"The guest specifically requested to go," Old Ding seemed to be used to it. "You know, many people change into completely different people after leaving the country. They eat and sleep in the casino, and they become crazy and work day and night. They don't even take money seriously. If you don't see it with your own eyes, you can't imagine it. It's very different from usual, as if they were possessed by a demon."

"Since ancient times, prostitution and gambling have been inseparable. Since they have already gone to the casinos, they should not leave out the red-light districts, right?"

"Not really. They look down on Germany and think France and Italy are just average. They only recognize Amsterdam. But the Netherlands is not included in this four-country tour, which really saves some trouble." Old Ding spilled the beans truthfully.

"The quality of the tour groups used to be pretty good, and the quality of the group members wasn't so mixed. Now the company accepts all orders, so I'm afraid there will be loopholes in management, so you still have to be careful. Have you encountered anyone running away recently?"

"That's what Brother Dong reminded me of," Old Ding nodded heavily, "Not yet in the next two months, but I will be careful."

"You should still persuade Lao Bai when you have time to be more picky about food," Dong Qiangqiang kindly reminded, "otherwise no matter how much you earn, it won't be enough to pay the fine in the end."

"Well, it's just as you said. The quality of domestic travel agencies is uneven now. Many of the tour groups sent over are really just losing money to gain publicity. Some of them can't even make any publicity. But we can't refuse to accept them. Mr. Bai has no choice either. He has a lot of favors to repay." Old Ding said dejectedly.

"I can understand that Mr. Bai has to bear the pressure of performance, but I also know all his channels. No matter what, he can't get so many orders. The quality of customers is so poor. Is he stealing from other companies?"

"They also robbed ours, it was a give and take." Lao Ding explained.

"Then how much loss did you suffer?"

Old Ding shook his head somewhat complacently: "More wins than losses."

"Did anyone in this group of people ask you to help them open a bank account?" Dong Qiangqiang raised his chin towards the restaurant and asked the last question he wanted to ask, "There should be, right? I saw several people this morning holding European bank cards, not from Germany, France or Italy."

Old Ding, who had known everything just now, shuddered slightly when he heard this. The cigarette he had just taken a few puffs of had burned out unknowingly. The falling red ash turned gray like petrified the moment it touched his skin. Old Ding's fingers twitched and the cigarette butt fell to the ground. He looked around nervously, fortunately no one noticed, so he quickly stepped on the cigarette butt with his foot to put it out and kicked it into the flowers beside him.

The crowd gathered on the other side of the river made a loud noise at this time. When the two looked over, they saw the crowd disperse.

Seeing Lao Ding silently looking at the scattered people on the other side of the river, Dong Qiangqiang understood everything. Lao Ding should know all these things.

Old Ding turned his gaze from the other side of the river to Dong Qiangqiang's face and sighed, "Brother Dong, you know I'm just a driver. I'll do whatever Mr. Bai asks me to do. If you have any questions, it's best to communicate with Mr. Bai privately one-on-one. I really don't know what you're talking about."

Seeing that Lao Ding seemed to be very secretive, Dong Qiangqiang couldn't bear to embarrass him any further and stopped asking.

At this time, a tourist group came out of the restaurant and asked the two when they would leave. Lao Ding dismissed them with a few words and was about to go back to the restaurant when he heard Dong Qiangqiang sighing from behind: "If you have money, you should eat, drink, gamble, and do whatever you want. Don't do anything good!"

Old Ding turned his head in great surprise. He always thought that Dong Qiangqiang was a person with positive values ​​and never expected to hear such words from him.

"Brother Dong, what did you just say?" Seeing the disbelief on Lao Ding's face, Dong Qiangqiang smiled: "Why are you looking at me like that? I didn't say that."

"Who is that?" Lao Ding thought to himself, since we are Chinese, if it's not you, how could it be a ghost?

"It's Master Qin."

Lao Ding looked around, but didn't see a single Chinese face within ten meters of him: "Who? Where is he?"

"You haven't read Teahouse? It's in the junior high school textbook."

Old Ding shook his head.

"Watch it when you have time, it's a classic," Dong Qiangqiang patted Lao Ding's shoulder and walked past him quickly, "You'll always gain something from watching it."

What can you gain from reading this kind of thing? Old Ding muttered something incomprehensible and took two quick steps to catch up.

Dong Qiangqiang knew that there were more luxury stores cooperating with Le Bai in Italy than in France, but after this trip, to his surprise, the number of stores cooperating with Le Bai seemed to be a few more than before. He didn't know how Lao Bai did it.

Dong Qiangqiang called Lei Lanting several times in an attempt to ease the relationship, but Lei Lanting did not answer any of them. Dong Qiangqiang knew that the other party was angry and deliberately avoided him, but there was nothing he could do and he could only wait until the other party calmed down.

To be honest, the people in this four-country tour group can really buy things. He and Lao Ding are ordered around like grandsons every day without any complaints. The commission he can earn from Rome alone is almost as much as what he earned from digging a pond. It is absolutely a lucrative trip. It can be said to be a fruitful one. It is understandable that Lei Lanting is angry about being robbed.

In a blink of an eye, they arrived at Luxembourg, the last stop of the four-country tour. Seeing victory in sight, Lao Ding felt relieved and made an appointment with Dong Qiangqiang to meet him after class.

When there were still three or four stops away from the classroom, Li Lei "caught" Dong Qiangqiang again.

Dong Qiangqiang felt as if he could never avoid this old classmate, but Zheng Chunhua was about to take people to meet the landlord, and he could not avoid talking to her after all.

"Old classmate, you are not at home again?" For some reason, Li Lei's voice always gave Dong Qiangqiang a sense of déjà vu. With such mediocre grades, he could get an admission letter. Not only Dong Qiangqiang did not expect it, but even Li Lei himself did not expect it. But he really got it.

"again?"

"You are a forgetful person. I came to see you in March or April. You went to Paris that time, right? Trier is the best. It's either Paris or Luxembourg. It's convenient to go anywhere. It's much better than Hanover." Li Lei needed help from someone, so naturally he followed Dong Qiangqiang's words.

"I heard from Zheng Chunhua that you are going to study at SPbNU. Congratulations, and welcome new classmate." Dong Qiangqiang felt so fake when he said this.

"Hehe, we're classmates again. Once in China, once in the preparatory course, and this is the third time in the special university. I have to say that we are really destined to be together, hahahaha..."

The laughter gave Dong Qiangqiang goosebumps all over his body: "Li Lei, I'm still working here, who are you looking for?"

"Hey, handsome guy, you are always so busy. What kind of job do you do? Do you need help? I want to work too. I've been spending too much money lately."

Hearing Dong Qiangqiang being speechless, Li Lei quickly cleared his throat to avoid embarrassment: "Okay, let me make it short. I am also going to skip classes. I want to learn from you. I heard that you skipped all the classes in the primary stage of your master's degree and went directly to the advanced stage. Isn't that too fucking cool?"

"I didn't go directly to the advanced level," Dong Qiangqiang corrected, "I studied for one semester last year before I went to the advanced level..."

"It's easier to study for just one semester than to start from scratch. Anyway, I envy you. I want to borrow the materials you used to get exempted from the class. I also want to ask you what questions the professor asked you when you were exempted from the class. You won't pretend to forget, will you?"

One of the hot searches today is "International Students in Italy Mistook Horse Chestnuts for Chinese Chestnuts", a plot from a novel I wrote last year that came true this year.