Dong Qiangqiang's Story of Leaving Germany

Chapter 776 776. The Notorious Investor
"Is there anything else?" Dong Qiangqiang didn't know why, although he was completely sober from the wine, he couldn't imagine what the other party's purpose would be for grabbing him.Wouldn't it be asking yourself for sober money?

The head chef pressed his palm down and signaled him to wait where he was. Dong Qiangqiang was not in a hurry at first, but when he turned his face and saw mineral water next to him, he picked up a bottle and drank it bluntly.

Not long after, a young man with the appearance of a teenager flashed out from the corner holding a large cardboard box. Judging by the way he swayed as he walked, the weight of the box seemed to be quite heavy.

When he got close to the two of them, the boy roughly stacked the box on the desk next to them with a "bang", with an expression of extreme impatience and relief on his face.

The head chef seemed very dissatisfied with the boy's behavior and reprimanded him loudly.The boy replied with a smile, the head chef put on a straight face and raised his hand to hit him, the boy twisted his body and ran away with a smile.

When the boy put down the cardboard box, Dong Qiangqiang immediately saw that the box was filled with wine stacked in disbelief.

"This is?" Dong Qiang asked.

The head chef waved at Dong Qiangqiang with a half-smile, motioning him to take the box away.

Dong Qiangqiang randomly poked around in the cardboard box a few times, and everywhere he could see was either vodka or whiskey. He really couldn't figure out the other party's intention to give him wine after drinking his own. Could it be to let him exercise his drinking capacity and drink it next time?
There seemed to be a kraft paper bag hidden in the wine bottle. Dong Qiangqiang thought there was a message in it, but when he opened it, he found that there were only lemons and fresh oranges in it, presumably for drinking with wine.

"These...are all for me?" Dong Qiangqiang confirmed in disbelief, "Why?"

The head chef shrugged, and the chicken and the duck spoke a few words in Russian, which made Dong Qiangqiang even more confused.

Before he could ask again, there was a shout from the back kitchen, and the head chef immediately turned his head and roared back, as if answering the question with that voice.

A thought flashed through Dong Qiangqiang's mind, he hurriedly took out the business card from his pocket, pointed to the only name on the card and asked, "Did this person ask you to give me wine?"

The head chef glanced at the name on the business card, nodded, impatiently asked Dong Qiangqiang to take the cardboard box again, and then turned and disappeared in the back kitchen without waiting for Dong Qiangqiang's reply.

Dong Qiangqiang couldn't figure out which part the Russians were singing, so he turned around and left, but after walking two steps, he felt sorry for the experience of throwing up. There is no gain from being posed for no reason.

The only doubt tonight is that I don't know what kind of medicine Anderson is selling in the gourd.

Under the envious eyes of the door boy, Dong Qiangqiang walked out of the Golden Ring Hotel with a full box of wine in his arms.

The night fell outside the hotel, the street lamps illuminated the surrounding environment extraordinarily brightly, and the evening breeze gently brushed against his face with the coolness of summer night, making him feel much more awake.It's just that there is still a buzzing in his head, and he feels like riding on clouds and fog when he walks. Everything around him feels both illusory and real.

After finally waiting for the train back to Hannover, Dong Qiangqiang chose a corner where no one was around and stared in a daze for half an hour, only then did he feel that his soul had returned to his senses.

Over there, Duanmu was still waiting for him to tell the result of the meeting, so he dialed Duanmu's cell phone directly and complained straight to the point: "I was just poured, and I vomited all over the floor."

"How much did you drink? How many people are on the other side?"

"Actually, I didn't (drink) much, and the other party was only one." Dong Qiangqiang immediately put him in a drink with the white-haired man, and the other party was unscathed, but he directly vomited and narrated it honestly, and finally laughed at himself, "It's embarrassing to lose, but I'm really not in a good state today."

"Did you tell me what his name is?" Duanmu seemed not surprised by what happened to Dong Qiangqiang.

"Wait a minute, I'll read his name for you," Dong Qiangqiang spelled the other person's name according to the English pronunciation, "I don't know how to pronounce this long string of Russian words..."

"Sergeira Ivanov." Duanmu blurted out.

"Do you know this person?" Dong Qiangqiang was a little surprised, "Although the name is on the business card, it is unknown whether this alcoholic is using someone else's business card, so we can't..."

"Male, thinning hair, over 50 years old?" Duanmu interrupted him.

"Well, it's true that he doesn't have much hair, and he doesn't look young." Dong Qiangqiang recalled, "but I can't tell his age."

"That's right, it's him." Duanmu pretended to be mysterious, "Do you know who he is?"

"Isn't he just an old drunkard?" Thinking of Dong Qiangqiang's encounter in the afternoon, he felt his head hurt again, "Don't tell me that he is actually a down-and-out aristocrat..."

"You really don't know?"

"Why lie to you?"

"That buddy started his career playing natural gas. It is said that his net worth is billions of dollars. Although he is not ranked among the rich in Russia, he is much richer than us." After leaving Russia, he has been wandering around Europe and America, and has settled in London for the past two years."

As soon as Duanmu said this, the news he had read flashed through Dong Qiangqiang's mind, and he half-believingly said: "I seem to have a little impression of the person you mentioned, is it the person who was suspected of money laundering by the London police before and was under investigation? News Li also said that he held many real estate properties in high-end London residential areas, and was recently assassinated by unknown persons because of a business dispute..."

"You don't look like you just got drunk..." Duanmu boasted in an appreciative tone, "Yes, he is that notorious investor who looks like a street mouse."

"But... why did Anderson introduce Lao...he to us?" Dong Qiangqiang dropped the word "rat" from his mouth, "We can't fight him at all."

"I guess," Duanmu analyzed, "with Anderson's style, he will definitely not introduce rich people to us for no reason, unless..."

"Unless what?" Dong Qiangqiang asked.

"Unless he wants to stuff this guy on us."

"Give it to us?" Dong Qiangqiang's eyes accidentally fell on the bottom of the wine bottle in the cardboard box, and then he noticed that there was a small envelope underneath, because the color of the envelope was almost the same as the color of the inner wall of the cardboard box, so he didn't care about it just now. Didn't notice the envelope.With a thought, he stretched out his hand and pulled the envelope out of a pile of wine bottles.

A stack of brand new yellow bills emerged from the mouth of the envelope, and Dong Qiangqiang immediately recognized that they were 200 euro banknotes. "Damn it! Can't you?"

"Are you surprised?" Duanmuhui misunderstood.

"No, I'm not talking about you, I mean, except for the liquor, he paid back the money."

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