Dong Qiangqiang's Story of Leaving Germany

Chapter 172 172. Artest
Germans seldom install air conditioners in their offices or homes. On the one hand, Germany’s climate is a type of transition from a temperate oceanic climate to a temperate continental climate. Even in summer, the weather rarely exceeds 30 degrees.On the other hand, it is also due to the environmental awareness of the Germans, who do not like the impact that air conditioning may have on the natural environment.

Naturally, there is no air conditioner in Fatty's office, only an old-fashioned electric fan.But it often stops automatically when it is spinning, and it needs to be touched by hand before the electric fan can continue to shake its head.

The fat man was sitting on a chair, holding a locomotive maintenance manual to fan himself impatiently, and on the chair opposite him was Yu Jianghai, whose face was sinking like water.

The fat man politely poured Yu Jianghai a cup of hot water and handed it to him, but Yu Jianghai didn't even look at him, so the fat man could only put the water on the table in embarrassment.

"We really can't blame us for this matter." The fat man held back for a long time before he could say a word, and then he didn't continue.

"I thought you were going to talk about compensation, but it seems I misunderstood." Yu Jianghai stood up and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute." The fat man carefully locked the door and lowered the blinds before the people who went out for lunch came back.

Yu Jianghai watched his movements calmly.

"How much do you want?" The fat man wiped his sweat and asked straight to the point.

Yu Jianghai glanced at him and asked back, "How much do you want to pay?"

The fat man swallowed, looked out of the window and stretched out a palm to Yu Jianghai: "500."

Yu Jianghai shook his head: "You don't want to talk about it." He wanted to leave again.

"Don't go." The fat man gritted his teeth and stretched out two palms, "1000 marks. You don't tell anyone about it. Everything ends here."

"Then what if I get beaten again tomorrow." Yu Jianghai was a little moved by the price.

"You don't use it this week, and come back next week. When I come next week, I will hire someone to work with you again, so that this kind of thing will never happen again."

Yu Jianghai pondered for a moment, then tentatively said, "1500 marks."

The fat man turned pale with shock, and blurted out: "This is too exaggerated. I definitely can't decide. Of course not."

"Then how much can you decide?" Yu Jianghai keenly heard the key words.

"Up to 1200 marks." The fat man lowered his head, "If it exceeds this number, I will ask for instructions..."

"1200 marks is fine," Yu Jianghai pondered for a while, "but I have a condition, I must find the people who work with me."

"This is definitely not possible. What if the person you are looking for cannot protect you and you are beaten again? We must be looking for someone. I will find someone tall and burly for you. Even if those people come again, they will not dare to beat you " Fatty said while regretting in his heart, he felt that hiring Yu Jianghai was like hiring an ancestor, but he had just signed a long-term contract with him, and he couldn't dismiss him immediately, so he couldn't help complaining.

"If you give me money today, you will find an excuse to go back tomorrow. Wouldn't I be beaten for nothing?" Yu Jianghai no longer entangled in the matter of hiring people, but asked a new question.

The fat man opened the drawer, counted out a pile of money and put it on the table: "This is 1200 marks. If there is no problem, you can write me a letter of guarantee that this matter will end here. I will also write you a letter of guarantee that I will never ask for more If you issue any documents, you will never ask for the 1200 back.”

When Yu Jianghai walked out of the gate with the money and the letter of guarantee, he took a special look at the fat man. The fat man's body was already soaked, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

As soon as Yu Jianghai stepped out of the gate, he started calling Li Junfeng with his back foot.

*
"Since you decided to take Luke's order, I'll go to him to discuss the details now. It's up to you to start the company." Lei Lanting looked at Dong Qiangqiang with confidence, "I'll wait for your good news."

Dong Qiangqiang nodded solemnly, and the two parted at the station.

When Dong Qiangqiang arrived at the consulting agency, it was already 17:31. The bald man was packing his bag, and it seemed that he was about to leave work.

"Please wait a moment," Dong Qiangqiang shouted hastily, "I want to ask a few more questions about starting a company."

The bald man didn't seem to remember who Dong Qiangqiang was, and declined politely: "I'm off work, please come over tomorrow."

"Please, just a few words." Dong Qiangqiang begged.

The bald man glanced at his watch: "ok, what's your question?"

"I want to start a one-person company, and I have my own address and office space, but I'm in a hurry. Is there any way to speed up the application process." Dong Qiangqiang calmed down, "It's best within a week or so."

The bald man pondered for a moment: "Taking over a company that has been transferred by others and has no business or a very simple business. After going through the transfer procedures, the waiting time for registering a new company will be much shorter, but this kind of transfer company is not common. Yes, we need to wait."

"If you can help me find this kind of company that other people want to sell within three days, I can give you 200 marks as a reward." Dong Qiangqiang knows that the best way to motivate others to do things for themselves is to use material rewards The way, now he is racing against time, and he doesn't want to waste too much time waiting.

"Well, if that's the case, I can try. You can come back tomorrow afternoon. I'm off work now."

*
The McDonald's at the train station is crowded with people. It seems that Germans also like to eat this American fast food.

Dong Qiangqiang randomly ordered a Big Mac set meal, found a corner where no one was around, and waited for Artest while eating.

His eyes kept scanning the faces of people entering and leaving the store, but there was no one who looked like a fellow countryman.

Time passed by minute by minute, and it was almost 19:30, and Artest hadn't appeared yet.

"Ring ring ring", Dong Qiangqiang's cell phone rang.

Dong Qiangqiang thought it was Artest who called, so he quickly picked up: "Artest?"

"Huh? What Artest? I'm Lao Lei." A familiar voice came from the phone, "I talked to Luke. He wanted to negotiate the price, but I told him that Fleischer was already sold at this price. If the price is lowered, it will be very difficult, so he didn’t insist on it anymore.” Lei Lanting said triumphantly, “And there is good news, both of us have been to his family’s free-range forest, and the one who caught wild boars just before you It's quite a coincidence that it's next to the wild boar forest."

"Okay, then did he say what kind of pig he wants to buy?" Dong Qiangqiang asked with concern, "Wild pig or wild boar?"

"He said he lost a lot more pigs than Fleischer, about a dozen or so."

"So much?" Dong Qiangqiang was taken aback.

"Besides, most of the pigs he lost were breeding pigs, so he was in a hurry. I hope we can help him catch them as soon as possible." Lei Lanting paused, "But he also mentioned another thing."

"What's the matter?" Just as Dong Qiangqiang finished asking, suddenly a figure flashed in front of him, and a dark-faced young man sat in front of him.

Lei Lanting on the phone was still talking on his own, but Dong Qiangqiang didn't listen to a word.

"Hi, I'm Artest." The man said softly.

(End of this chapter)