Dong Qiangqiang's Story of Leaving Germany

Chapter 724
Although the waste treatment plant is also in the suburbs of Paris, it is in two directions from the water plant.

What made him depressed was that today's driver was very dull. He just smoked but didn't like to chat. He didn't provide Dong Qiangqiang with any valuable material or inspiration.

After enduring more than 40 minutes of torment, he saw the logo of the garbage disposal plant from a distance.

Compared with the beautiful scenery around the water treatment plant, the surrounding area of ​​the waste treatment plant is quite desolate. Although there are many trees and hills around, most of the trees are still bare, and there is no greenness to be seen, and the ground is not green. The grass is like grass, but the ground is green and yellow. When the wind blows, you can still see the floating soil.

Same as last time, he asked the driver to slow down when he was far away, and observe while approaching.

The waste treatment plant occupies a much larger area than the water treatment plant, and there are other plants nearby, so I don't know if it is the same plant.Just like the water plant, the gate of the garbage plant is also locked and no one can see people or cars coming in and out. The outside of the plant is also empty, and there is no sign of any parking lot. , it seems that the design, construction and security of the two plants are in charge of the same company.

He repeated his old trick and put his ear against the wall again. The voice inside the wall sounded noisier, and someone could vaguely hear someone talking.

Dong Qiangqiang wanted to find a coffee shop nearby for a long-distance observation just like yesterday, but after searching for a long time, he found that there was nothing nearby except a factory building and a gas station, not to mention a coffee shop, even residential buildings or motels. None, a true suburb.

The driver who had been silent all the way suddenly spoke up at this moment, urging him impatiently to pay the fare quickly, and ran away as soon as the money was in hand.Dong Qiangqiang couldn't laugh or cry, so he could only climb up a high soil slope, find a hidden location, and carefully observe the movement of the factory area.

He saw four or five rows of gray factory buildings that were as boxy as matchboxes. On one side of the factory building stood two rows of thin, tall cylindrical metal cans. The cans were connected end-to-end by pipes. The sound he heard just now through the partition wall was likely. It's from these big guys.

Opposite the gray building was a mountain of garbage that was higher than the slope at his feet, but there was only one, and around the mountain of garbage, he did not see any working construction vehicles such as bulldozers, dump trucks, or forklifts.

About a few hundred meters away from the garbage mountain, there are several blue-roofed warehouse-like buildings, surrounded by no one and no cars. There is only the sound of howling wind.

The rising sun gave him a perfect golden border.

The morning passed in a flash, and there was no movement except for a truck that drove in after 10 o'clock.Dong Qiangqiang called the office of the garbage factory at noon to find out about the situation, but the other end of the phone hung up after hearing only one sentence from him, without giving him more time at all.

Dong Qiangqiang gnawed on the baguette he bought in the morning while recording in his notebook.

The afternoon seems to be a little busier than the morning, with three cars going in and two cars coming out.After taking a picture of the style of entering and exiting the vehicle with the camera, Dong Qiangqiang wrote in a red pen in the notebook: Next time I will bring a telescope.

As the evening approached, the blue of the sky gradually turned into a mixture of purple and orange, and the light blue clouds shaped like down pillows slowly slid across the sky, and the jagged mountains were faintly visible in the distance.There was a garlic-like smell in the air, the wind was not as cold as imagined, and even had a hint of warmth. Some animals broke the tranquility around them with hostile calls, as if warning Dong Qiangqiang not to invade their home territory.

Through the gap between the branches, Dong Qiangqiang looked at the closed factory gate in the distance, then looked down at the numbers in the book, and remembered the "Special Due Diligence Instructions" sent to him by Duanmu, and a specious thought suddenly popped up in his mind. The thought felt quite strong, as if something he had always wanted suddenly became close at hand.He decided to go back to the hotel at night to get his head straight, and make another trip tomorrow.

The sun sets in the early spring in an instant, and the sky that was originally full of sunshine turned into a juniper purple night sky in the blink of an eye.He saw a faint fire at an inestimable distance, and the night wind brought the smell of something burning, which made all the surrounding sounds fall into silence.

Occasionally, the sound of pouncing Suo Suo could be heard above his head, and when he looked up, he could only see a group of black shadows flashing past his eyes.As he cast his eyes further into the night sky, the stars shone like diamonds on dark blue velvet.He did not expect that he would see the Milky Way in the suburbs of Paris. Presumably it was because he was far away from the light pollution of the city that he could see the pictures described in those Tang poems.

It is suspected that the Milky Way falls for nine days.

He was fascinated by it, and it took him a long time to think of a problem: he had to find a hotel quickly.

He called the taxi companies in the city, but after hearing his location, several taxi companies all turned him down, and there was no reason.

Fortunately, he still had a compass and a map. After determining his position, he walked along the road to the nearest residential area.

There are no cars, no people, and no lights on the road. He is only accompanied by the moon hiding in the clouds from time to time and the stars peeping above his head.It was quiet all around, and he could clearly hear his stomach gurgling. The only good thing about hunger is that it keeps people awake.

Because of hunger, that thought became more and more clear in his mind. He was afraid that he would forget it when he turned around, so he hurriedly wrote down everything he could think of in his notebook, and walked like this, writing while walking, In the end, I even drew the design of the business card and the fund website, and finally walked into the motel in the middle of the night.

He was so hungry that he finally fell asleep after eating a bowl of overpriced spaghetti bolognese.

Early the next morning, Dong Qiangqiang was woken up by Du Lan's phone call.

"Why have you been there these few days?" Du Lan asked gently, "I won't answer the phone calls, and I won't reply to the emails."

"Sorry, I wanted to call you yesterday morning, but I didn't call because I was afraid of disturbing you while you were sleeping." Dong Qiangqiang looked at his watch sleepily, it was almost 8 o'clock in the morning.

"Then (yesterday) you didn't call during the day." Du Lan said with a smile, "I was worried that you had an accident and called Lao Bai, only to find out that he had returned to China."

"I was busy during the day and forgot (calling)." Dong Qiangqiang said while turning the paper written on the road last night out of his pocket.

"Aren't you at home?" Du Lan finally woke up, "Are you out of the group again?"

"I didn't leave the group, but I'm really not at home. I'm in the suburbs of Paris." Dong Qiangqiang threw the draft paper aside, turned on his laptop, and started to connect to the hotel's network.

"Why did you go there without a group?" Du Lan wondered, "Is the preparatory school on holiday again?"

"Help Duanmu check some things."

The two small computers in the lower right corner of the screen began to flicker, and Dong Qiangqiang quickly opened the website of EDF.

"Why do you have to run so far? Can't you make a phone call?"

"I'll tell you later," Dong Qiangqiang yelled into the phone while writing and drawing on the paper, "I have to go out quickly, and it will be too late."

"Hey, Dong Qiangqiang, wait for me to finish..."

But before Du Lan could finish speaking, Dong Qiangqiang had already hung up the phone, and the data on the webpage preliminarily verified his thoughts last night.

"It seems that I need to stay here for a while..." Dong Qiangqiang muttered to himself.

He ran out of the hotel and went straight to the bus station. He was going to rent a car in the city, buy enough food and drink, and stay up all night tonight.

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