Dong Qiangqiang's Story of Leaving Germany

Dong Qiangqiang was very pleased to be able to eat delicious food after nine o'clock in the evening, especially after a big bowl of hot noodle soup. The fatigue of the day seemed to be exhaled and burped one after another. disappeared completely.

He wandered aimlessly along the street, admiring the colorful neon lights among the distant buildings and looking out for cheap hotels nearby, but he forgot that he was in one of the most prosperous urban areas in Shanghai, where there seemed to be five-star hotels everywhere. hotel. After walking past two five-star hotels, he couldn't walk anymore and ducked into the third one.

As soon as he approached the revolving door, the waiter came to him with a forehead thermometer and took his temperature with quick eyes and hands.

"36 degrees 7. Come in." The waiter rushed towards the customer behind Dong Qiangqiang with a forehead thermometer.

There was a long queue in front of the hotel reception desk for some reason, but even though it was overcrowded, Dong Qiangqiang was too lazy to change.

He looked around and saw a row of computers neatly arranged in the corner of the hall. They seemed to be free for people to use. He picked one at random and opened the mailbox.

Lao Bai, Duanmu and the lawyer all sent him emails. The contents of the first two were similar, and they both informed him that the certification documents he requested had been sent.

Lao Bai euphemistically stated in the letter that although his current situation is much more difficult than three months ago, he will still try to help Dong Qiangqiang solve the matter of the seven-country European tour as promised, but Dong Qiangqiang must also make other preparations .

The lawyer told him that all supporting documents had been received and sent to the bank, and the next step was to wait patiently for the bank's reply. If everything goes well, the bank should complete the unfreezing of Dong Qiangqiang's account while replying.

Dong Qiangqiang replied to the three emails to express his gratitude, and asked Duanmu to contact him when he was free.

The number of people queuing up in front of the service desk was half less than before, but there were still quite a few. Dong Qiangqiang was not in a hurry. He was about to call Dong's mother to ask about Dong's father and Dong's mother's day. He didn't want Tong Lele's call to come in first.

As soon as he heard the tone of Tong Lele's first words, Dong Qiangqiang knew that she must have hit a wall.

The facts were as he expected. Tong's mother's transfer was extremely unsatisfactory. Tong Lele was in tears due to all the unbelievable processes and procedures. Even though she was such a good-tempered person, she couldn't help complaining to Dong Qiangqiang about the inefficiency of the hospital. . Dong Qiangqiang could only help her calm down by trying to persuade her. When he put down the phone, there was no one at the service desk over there.

Dong Qiangqiang walked to the service desk and explained his intention, and the receptionist handed him a registration form without saying a word.

Dong Qiangqiang suddenly realized, and then he understood why there were so many people lining up just now. They were all filling out forms.

The form was similar to the one he had filled out at the airport. He filled it out three times, five times five times two, and handed it back.

While the other person was lowering his head to check the form, he took out his ID card from his wallet and was about to hand it over for check-in when he saw the other person and another receptionist lowering their heads and whispering. The two of them were whispering while looking at the form.

Dong Qiangqiang intuitively felt that something was wrong with his form, so he got straight to the point and asked: "Hello, do you have any questions?"

The two receptionists discussed in a low voice for a few more words, and then one of the receptionists replied with an apologetic look: "I'm sorry, are you coming from BJ?"

"Yes, what's the problem?"

"Are you coming to Shanghai for tourism or business?"

"I don't understand what my purpose here has to do with the hotel?" Dong Qiangqiang was puzzled, "Does your hotel have any business or private requirements for guests?"

"Well, I'm really sorry, our place has just reached capacity." The receptionist hesitated, "Please go to other hotels and ask."

"Is it full?" Dong Qiangqiang looked sideways in disbelief at the busy waiters outside the hotel's revolving door and the people who were about to enter the hotel with large and small packages, and questioned, "Thousands of rooms in your hotel are full. ?”

"Yeah, yes...yes, I'm sorry, sir..."

"Why do you still ask me if it's for business or private reasons when it's full? What do you mean?" "Well, sir, I'm really sorry. Please go to other hotels to check. I'm really sorry..." the receptionist said. He nodded and bowed.

"Where is your leader? I want to talk to your leader."

"Hello, sir, I am the lobby manager here. If you have any questions, you can tell me." A male voice sounded behind Dong Qiangqiang almost at the same time as he questioned the receptionist.

Dong Qiangqiang turned around, and a middle-aged man was standing behind him, staring at him intently.

"The front desk first asked me whether I came to Shanghai for business or personal reasons, and then said that I couldn't stay, but your hotel didn't post any 'full and unavailable' notice at the door. And if it was already full, wouldn't the people who just came in also be there? Can’t even live in?” Dong Qiangqiang asked.

"Sir, our hotel is very well-known. As you can see, there are many guests. Generally speaking, guests must make an appointment in advance if they want to check in. If they don't make an appointment, whether they can stay depends on the actual situation of the hotel. I'm sorry. We are unable to receive you this time, but I hope I can have the opportunity to provide services to you in the future." The middle-aged man replied with an expression on his face.

If the front desk hadn't asked him about his business and personal issues just now, Dong Qiangqiang would probably have believed him. But even if the other party said it was conclusive and watertight, his first instinct was that the other party's attitude was related to his coming from BJ, but he did Without booking a room in advance, I am afraid that even if he immediately complained to the tourism bureau or the industrial and commercial department, it would not help. Besides, he had already been tired for a day and was too lazy to bother anymore.

He flashed out of the hotel after remembering its name.

He tried two more, but got the same answer and the same treatment.

At this time, he finally understood what was going on, and the good impression he had accumulated on Shanghai during the day disappeared in an instant. After thinking for a moment, he decided to take a taxi directly from Pudong New Area back to Hongqiao Station in MH District. Instead of buying a plane ticket, he directly bought a train ticket to Changchun, traveling all night and arriving in the morning, just like he went from Trier to Paris. , saving accommodation fees and the frustration of staying in a hotel.

The train station also required him to fill out a form before getting on the train, but no one refused him this time, and the train shook him all the way away from Shanghai.

As soon as the train left Shanghai, Dong's mother called and asked him how his day was. Dong Qiangqiang didn't want to talk much because he was worried that he would make too many mistakes and make his mother worried. He only said that everything was fine and that he was more concerned about Dong's father's health.

Mother Dong smiled and replied: "Your dad is in a good mood today."

"Yo, why?"

"The things you brought him this time made him happy."

"What are you bringing? Garlic essence? Deep-sea fish oil? But I've bought these for him before. I haven't seen him particularly happy."

"Actually, it's not these things. To be precise, it should be you."

"I?"

"There is a patient in your dad's house who is an associate professor at some university. He was caught in the same trap as your dad, but his wife left early and his son is studying in the United States. He has never come back since he went abroad. If it hadn't been for an old neighbor this time , I guess no one knew that he was gone. When he saw the things you brought for your father, he collapsed and cried as if he was crying. No one could stop him." Mother Dong paused, "He understands foreign languages. , saying that all the vitamins you brought were vitamins, and that those things are very expensive in China, and I am very envious of your dad, which makes your dad feel particularly proud."

"When did Dad become so vain?" Dong Qiangqiang couldn't laugh or cry.

"I took the opportunity to scold him, saying that my son brought you high-end goods from Germany, but you scolded him before he even said a few words. Do you think you are an old fool?"

"What did Dad say?" Dong Qiangqiang asked.

"What else could he say? He just kept silent. He sat there in a daze for a long time. I think you should be able to see him when you come back from Shanghai."