Dong Qiangqiang's Story of Leaving Germany

Chapter 170 170. General
Dong Qiangqiang and Lei Lanting looked at each other, and after a while Dong Qiangqiang responded, "May I ask who you are?"

"I'm Luke," the short man stretched out his big palm-like hand, "Fleischer's neighbor."

"Neighbor?" Dong Qiangqiang and Lei Lanting didn't know how to respond, when the door of the examination room opened, Fleischer rubbed his hands and walked out with a smile.

"I want both." Fleischer looked extremely satisfied. "The brown one is a breeding pig, which is just right for use. The flower pig is ordinary. Although it is not a breeding pig, all the statistics are good."

Dong Qiangqiang was so excited that he almost jumped out of his clothes. He glanced at Lei Lanting beside him, who happened to be looking at him too.

The two have a tacit understanding: this time they really want to make money!

Seeing Luke, Fleischer gave him a warm hug first, and then solemnly introduced Dong Qiangqiang and Lei Lanting to him.

"Just the two of them? Caught two pigs?" After listening to Fleischer's "advertisement", Luke obviously didn't believe his words, shaking his head like a rattle, "You must have made it up. I don't believe in Chinese Can have this ability."

"Hey, believe it or not, it's your business. Anyway, I introduced them to you, and then it's your own business." Fleischer said and winked at Dong Qiangqiang, signaling him to follow him.Dong Qiangqiang patted Lei Lanting on the shoulder, and Lei Lanting chatted with Luke knowingly.

The lighting in Fleischer's office is very good. Although it is almost 16 o'clock in the afternoon, the room is still bright without any lighting.

Fleischer pointed to the sofa politely, and Dong Qiangqiang sat down politely.

"I'm very happy with them," Fleischer applauds, "and the best part is that neither pig has any skin lesions."

Dong Qiangqiang was a little uncertain about the effect of 3.0, and asked tentatively: "Do you mean that they have internal injuries?"

"Internal injury? Oh, no, no, a small amount of alcohol won't hurt a pig." He paused, "It's okay at least once in a while."

Dong Qiangqiang was young, and he was too embarrassed to take the initiative to talk about money. He embarrassedly found a few topics related to pigs and talked for a while, but the topic was soon finished. He rubbed his pants with his hands at a loss, thinking about what to do. Start talking.

Finally, Fleischer took the initiative and said: "It's getting late, let's talk about the money of these two pigs."

"Ah, good, good." Dong Qiangqiang was relieved when he heard that.

"The price we discussed last time was..." Fleischer took out a calculator from the drawer and pressed it down.

"2000 marks for breeding pigs, 1500 marks for ordinary pigs." Dong Qiangqiang quickly added.

"That's right, the total is 3500 marks." Fleischer looked at Dong Qiangqiang with a smile, "So where is your contract? I can stamp it now."

Dong Qiangqiang continued to rub his trousers with his hands in embarrassment, and the trousers were more wrinkled by him, showing layers of waves. "I don't have a... contract."

"Understood, then you have no problem using my contract?" Fleischer said while rummaging in the drawer.

"I don't have a company." Dong Qiangqiang finally spat out these words with difficulty.

Fleischer's hand stopped suddenly, he sat up straight, squinted his eyes and looked at Dong Qiangqiang and said, "You don't have a company?"

"Yes."

"If you don't have a company," Fleischer said, throwing the calculator back in the drawer, "then we can't trade."

"That's it," Dong Qiangqiang organized his vocabulary quickly, "Is it possible that we can make this deal without signing the contract?"

"Impossible. If there is no contract, the tax bureau will think I am evading taxes." Fleischer said firmly, "No one would do that."

Dong Qiangqiang immediately proposed a second plan: "Then what if I lower the price? Can..."

"Young man," Fleischer said, standing up sharply, looking at him gravely. "It's not about the money. I repeat, no one would do that."

Dong Qiangqiang lost his mind for a while because the other party refused to enter.But at this time, let him find a ready-made company, he can't do it anyway.

Seeing that the money he got was going to be wasted again, Dong Qiangqiang angrily grabbed the cloth on the sofa with his hands, secretly worried.

"I don't understand, if you don't have a company, why don't you register one yourself?" Fleischer suggested. "It's very easy to open a company in Germany."

Dong Qiangqiang said in his heart that it is easy for you to have money. Where can I find so much money as a poor student?But you can think so in your heart, but you can't say it with your mouth.He quibbles: "The main reason is that it takes a long time to register a new company."

"That's fine, I can wait." Fleischer shrugged. "If you really want to sign up."

Dong Qiangqiang didn't expect him to say that, and murmured: "But... it really takes a long time to register. I'm afraid you are in a hurry."

"You can put the pigs with me first, and I will raise them for you. After we sign the contract, the two pigs will be returned to me."

This sentence was beyond Dong Qiangqiang's expectation. He didn't expect to be able to operate like this, and asked in disbelief: "Is what you said true? Mr. Fleischer."

"Of course. It's just that if the pigs are with me, you have to pay me management fees, which include feed fees, epidemic prevention fees, various miscellaneous fees, etc."

"Ah? Management fee?" Dong Qiangqiang was taken aback, "Then...how much does this cost?"

"Breed pigs receive 80 marks a day, and ordinary pigs receive 40 marks a day." Fleischer said without changing his face, "You can consider it."

Dong Qiangqiang knew that he had nothing to think about, so he asked worriedly: "If my company is not registered in the end, I will have to pay you a lot of child support fees. But I have no money."

"If that's the case, we can sign a new agreement. You can give me two pigs as a gift, and I won't ask for your management fee." Fleischer said hehe.

What a cunning old fox, co-authored and still thinking about my pig.Dong Qiangqiang suddenly felt angry from the bottom of his heart: he must register a company.

The preoccupied Dong Qiangqiang walked out of the office dejectedly. Lei Lanting was sitting on the bench outside the office. Seeing him coming out, he hurriedly stood up to greet him.

"I have some good news," Lei Lanting said with a smile, "but I'd like to let you tell it first. How about it? Will the 'butcher' give us a check or cash?"

"I," Dong Qiangqiang hesitated, "I have bad news."

"He doesn't want it anymore?" Lei Lanting's face turned pale immediately, "Is it still a bargain?"

Dong Qiangqiang shook his head: "Not at all."

"Then tell me quickly, brother? You're going to kill me."

"He said we had to have a company to get the money."

(End of this chapter)