Dong Qiangqiang's Story of Leaving Germany

Chapter 316 316. Information Asymmetry

After Dong Qiangqiang was stunned for a few minutes, his first reaction was to call back the number his mother had called just now.

Since the number of the landline at home has changed, maybe the number just now is the new number at home.

But if this is the case, why didn't my father tell himself about changing the phone?Dong Qiangqiang was muttering to himself when the phone was connected.

Before he could open his mouth to speak, a female voice that sounded like a recording and sounded softly and slowly floated into Dong Qiangqiang's ears: "Dear customer, hello! The number you are dialing now is the switchboard of China Telecom's Shangdi business office. Please dial zero for the number." After finishing speaking, the female voice spoke English again.

Shangdi business hall?Dong Qiangqiang was completely confused, why did his parents run so far to call himself.But he also knew in his heart that it was obvious that his parents could not be found on this call.

After thinking about it, Dong Qiangqiang thought of an uncle surnamed Zheng who lived in the same building as his parents.

Although Dong Qiangqiang's family lives in a high-rise building, Dong's father and Dong's mother seldom communicate with people in the same building. Speaking of which, Dong's father still has some friendship with this Uncle Zheng. He has spoken several times, and maybe the other party can help him go home. ask.

Dong Qiangqiang's mobile phone did not include the Zheng family's phone number, so he rummaged through the suitcase for a while before finding a domestic contact book he had brought out from a paper bag, and dialed the Zheng family's phone number according to the map.

It is around 12 o'clock in the noon of German summer time, which coincides with 18 o'clock in the evening of domestic time, which is exactly the time for the family to have dinner.The phone rang for a few seconds, and someone answered it immediately.

"Which one?" A young man's voice came from the phone, his mouth was a little vague, as if he was chewing something.

"Oh, hello, I'm Dong Qiangqiang from the second floor." Dong Qiangqiang couldn't hear the other party's voice, so he hurriedly reported his family name first.

"Who?" The young man obviously didn't recognize his voice.

"Hello, I live in Room 7, Floor 3, Gate 2, Building 201. My name is Dong Qiangqiang, and my father's name is Dong Haitao. Is Uncle Zheng at home?" Dong Qiangqiang raised his voice.

"Oh, it's on the second floor. Then you wait..." The man put down the phone and shouted, "Uncle, I'm looking for you."

There was a sound of footsteps from far and near.

"Hello, who is it?" A rich baritone voice sounded beside Dong Qiangqiang's ear.

"Hello, Uncle Zheng. My name is Dong Qiangqiang, and my father's name is Dong Haitao. My house is downstairs from yours, 2nd floor, 201. Do you remember me?"

"Oh, Qiang Qiang? Of course I remember you. I ran into your parents downstairs two days ago and they were moving. I heard your father said that you have gone to Germany, so you are promising..."

"Oh, you said..." Dong Qiangqiang asked suspiciously, "Did you meet my parents moving?"

"Well, yes, they don't seem to live here anymore." Old Zheng seemed surprised, "Didn't your parents tell you?"

"No." The more Dong Qiangqiang listened, the more he felt that something was wrong, "When did you meet my dad?"

"Just two days ago, um, it seemed... at noon on Friday." Old Zheng recalled.

"Well, do you know where they moved?" Dong Qiangqiang asked.

"Yo, I don't know about that." Old Zheng said with a slight smile.

Dong Qiangqiang couldn't help but smiled wryly: I was really ill and rushed to the doctor, who would care about other people's private affairs?

"Then thank you, Uncle Zheng, I won't bother you anymore." Dong Qiangqiang politely prepared to end the conversation. After all, the international long-distance call fee of a few marks per minute is not cheap.

"Remember to come back to China to see me and your aunt. You are a role model for our family. I asked her to learn German from you. After graduation, she will go abroad to earn a lot of money. Hahahaha... it is better to go abroad. , money is everywhere."

Dong Qiangqiang said a few polite words, and hung up the phone resentfully, but dozens of question marks popped up in his heart.Now it seems that when his parents called him, in addition to telling him that the family had no foreign debts, there should also be a subtext to report safety.No wonder his father didn't let him write letters to his family in the end, saying that it was the transformation of the mailbox in the community, but in fact it was just a change of place.But why did the good ones suddenly move?But on the other hand, if the parents really moved, it would be much more reasonable to change landlines and go to the Shangdi business office to make international long distance calls.

The more Dong Qiangqiang thought about it, the more confused he became. The only thing he can confirm now is that his parents must be safe.As for why I moved without telling myself, I can only wait for the next time my parents call me to find out.

Fortunately, his father's e-mail address will not be moved. Dong Qiangqiang wrote an e-mail to his father depressedly, explaining what materials he asked his father to prepare, and then waited for his e-mail notification. Once he found out the address of the BJAPS organization, he would immediately notify his father to send it his various materials.

He originally wanted to ask about his parents' move in the email, but after thinking about it for a few minutes, he deleted what he wrote. He knew that there must be a reason why his parents didn't tell him. If they didn't want to tell him, it would be useless to ask him.

After several phone calls, Dong Qiangqiang's originally happy mood seemed to be muddy, and he couldn't explain why, but he was a little worried.

When he opened the door and walked into the kitchen, he saw that Lao Bai was concentrating on reading the financial newspaper that Dong Qiangqiang read every morning. The new words and their definitions were densely marked on it, and Dong Qiangqiang’s views on some financial news and stocks were written next to the news.

Seeing Dong Qiangqiang coming in, Lao Bai originally wanted to politely ask how his family was doing well, but seeing Dong Qiangqiang's face was cloudy, he immediately changed his words, and at the same time pushed the newspaper away shyly, pointed at the fish and asked, "Well, what do you want?" Don't heat it up?"

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting," Dong Qiangqiang apologized, "something has happened at home."

"Understood, understood." Lao Bai rubbed his hands and asked, "Then you go to work, I will clean up this area."

"Oh no, it's over, let's continue the topic just now." Dong Qiangqiang waved his hand and said, "You said that with a driver's license, you can get a more profitable job than going to the Volkswagen factory. Are you in Hannover?"

Although Dong Qiangqiang has not been in Germany for a long time, after a month of contact, he knows that many people are not willing to share this kind of money-making work with others.After all, there are too many monks and too little porridge, one radish and one hole, so there are more students in Hannover, not to mention the people who come to Hannover by train from Lower Saxony or even East Germany to look for work during the holidays.Among these job seekers, there are not only Chinese students, but also many foreign students, as well as cheap labor from all over the world.

But it is always a small number of people who are lucky enough to find a job.Because it is always a few people who have valuable information.

Dong Qiangqiang didn't have the nerve to ask Lao Bai directly: Is it convenient to reveal something?Instead, he used a more tactful method and asked him if the job was in Hannover.

Lao Bai smiled heartily, looked into Dong Qiangqiang's eyes and said in a light tone: "Yes, and no."

What he said made Dong Qiangqiang even more curious, and he simply opened the skylight to speak brightly: "Can you be more specific?"

"Actually, it's just three words," Lao Bai stretched out three fingers, "Be a tour guide."

"The kind that takes a domestic tour group?" Dong Qiangqiang thought that the other party was going to say some inside information that he had never heard of, but it turned out that he was a tour guide. He raised his eyebrows, "What kind of money can you make with that kind? Go to some remote German village and force them to consume it?"

Hearing the mockery in Dong Qiangqiang's words, Lao Bai suddenly laughed.He silently picked up a piece of elbow meat and chewed it with relish.

Dong Qiangqiang thought: Is there a way here?
Thinking of this, Dong Qiangqiang hurriedly restrained his attitude, and said respectfully: "Old Bai, I am new here and I am not familiar with the place, so I hope you can give me some advice."

Lao Bai smiled casually: "Many people think that being a tour guide can't make money, so it's normal for you to say that. But any industry can actually make money, as long as you can find asymmetric information in the industry."

Dong Qiangqiang's eyes lit up, and he blurted out: "You mean to use information asymmetry to make a difference?"

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