Dong Qiangqiang's Story of Leaving Germany

In the ward, the nurse gave Dong's father a few words of advice as he was lying on the hospital bed, turned around and walked out, and met Dong's mother entering the ward. Both sides smiled and greeted each other.

Dong's mother put the fruit on the bedside table and turned around to ask Dong's father, who was lying on the bed and staring out the window in a daze: "The nurse said the test results are all good. How do you feel?"

Father Dong turned a deaf ear to Mother Dong's words and seemed not to hear her question at all.

Dong's mother knew that he was thinking about her son again, so she nudged Dong's father's arm with the back of her hand: "Did you hear that?"

"Yeah, the same as before." Dong's father replied impatiently and struggled to move to the left side of the bed, trying to leave some space for Dong's mother to sit. At the same time, he moved his mouth towards the window and asked in a low voice. , "The boy is here again?"

Mother Dong did not sit on the edge of the bed as Father Dong expected, but went straight to the balcony and started collecting the clothes that Father Dong had hung to dry on the wire rack.

Father Dong coughed twice, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face: "This kid is getting bigger and bigger. He has just been out for two years and doesn't take me seriously. He doesn't listen to the truth. How can he look like someone who has studied abroad? The bigger he gets, the bigger he gets. immature."

"He is alone outside. He has to make his own decisions about everything. There is no one around him who can advise him. As time goes by, he will naturally get used to making his own decisions. There is nothing to say." Mother Dong neatly folded the clothes on the balcony. Putting it on the bedside table, he bent down and took out the dirty clothes that Father Dong had changed from the clothes basin under the bed and stuffed them into the woven bag prepared in advance, "Besides, didn't you always ask him to be independent before? Why wait until he is really independent? But you are reluctant to delegate power? Isn’t this contradictory?”

"Can this be the same thing?" Father Dong curled his lips in dissatisfaction, frowned and demanded in a low voice, "No, you have to tell him that he must leave quickly."

"You can tell me, but I won't." Mother Dong put on her mask and gloves and entered the bathroom.

"Hey, I heard from other patients that the third ward is almost full." Father Dong got out of bed and walked to the bathroom door in a few steps. He said to Mother Dong inside, "And the WHO also announced that TV The newspapers also say every day that there are more and more cases now. Didn’t he want to see me? Now that he has seen it, he should leave quickly. I tell you, don’t follow him in this matter. When the calf guard also scores points, the most important thing is to go back immediately. If he is so willful after graduation, I won't say anything, but he has just entered the advanced stage, study is the main thing, and other nonsense is not important. "

"How come my son, who has traveled a long way and worked so hard to come back to see you, is a piece of shit in your mouth? Are you a dog or a piece of shit? The older you get, the less you can speak. I think you are the old fool." Mother Dong was scrubbing. Shou Chibian retorted.

Father Dong grunted as he spoke indiscriminately, and went back to make amends with a deliberately sullen face: "Don't make excuses, I'm not kidding you."

"I still say the same thing, you have to speak for yourself." Mother Dong said while spraying cleaning fluid into the toilet. "In my opinion, if he comes over that day, you can just have a good chat with him about family matters and then persuade him to go back. It's better than you lecturing people with a stern face. That's your son, not someone else's. If you talk nicely, he might listen, but he won't speak properly. When your son is older, you can't always treat him like a child."

"Then tell him that even if he studies for a Ph.D., he will still be a child in front of me." Dong's father said angrily. Mother Dong ignored Father Dong and walked out of the ward with the empty thermos bottle, leaving Father Dong sitting alone by the bed. Mother Dong's words were not unreasonable, and he was speechless for a moment.

Although the procedures for changing the license plate at the vehicle management office were troublesome, fortunately, the list Xia Qing gave him was detailed and complete. Dong Qiangqiang followed the picture and the information was complete, so he queued up directly to wait for his number to be called, and then submitted the vehicle information, driving license, and driver's license to the counter one by one. Certificate, vehicle insurance certificate, ID card, household register and other materials. But even if he doesn't need to fill in the information, he still has to wait three to five working days to get a new license plate. Before the new license plate comes out, he can only use the vehicle management office to issue his temporary license plate.

No matter what, he finally settled something on his mind and rushed out of the DMV office as if in a hurry.

He saw many 4S stores on the way to the DMV. Since he had seen 4S stores in Shanghai and Changchun, there was no reason why he should not miss the local Volkswagen 4S stores.

The results of the interview were similar to what he expected: the purchasing scene in Volkswagen 4S can definitely be described as hot. Even though they all wore masks, people still talked about different models enthusiastically and tried their best to bargain for the car they wanted to buy.

The salesperson thought that Dong Qiangqiang also wanted to buy a car, and he tried to sell it with a eloquent tongue. When Dong Qiangqiang got to know him better, the salesperson became very impatient. Finally, he found an excuse to leave Dong Qiangqiang and went straight to another young couple who seemed eager to drive away from the store immediately.

But he eventually caught the salesman taking a break from his busy schedule and hiding in the toilet to smoke. In sales terms, if the epidemic had not restricted the transportation and distribution of new cars, they would have been able to sell out all the models that Volkswagen can provide, especially since their most popular model is not a domestic Volkswagen, but a German Volkswagen. .

Although it may take three months for Volkswagen to arrive in Germany, consumers who place orders are not deterred by this, but have firm faith. He has sold 10 Boras this month, and their store's top seller was 20 cars.

Dong Qiangqiang originally thought this was a salesman's lie, but after visiting more times, he discovered that there are many salesmen who hold this belief, and it is not only unique to Volkswagen, but also the Japanese 4S sales are even worse.

This aroused his curiosity. He originally thought that people's desire for cars was mainly to avoid the risk of SARS brought by taking public transportation. However, after chatting with different consumers, he found that he was wrong. People's desire for private cars was In addition to protecting personal and family safety, the desire for a car is also due to the discounts that make people sleepless and hard to let go. With a car, you can use weekends and long holidays to take short trips to the suburbs around BJ. With a car, you can achieve high-end travel. There are many reasons such as the need to get off work and take children to and from school, and buying a car will greatly facilitate their social and business development.

He vaguely felt that the boom in car sales in China may not be a flash in the pan, but more likely just the beginning. Not only Volkswagen, but all car companies will benefit from this growing market, and China's auto industry will also become a sustainable development industry, just like American car companies and German car companies.

He asked questions while walking around the store, and his domestic mobile phone received text messages every now and then. These text messages were all about selling houses. He could still read them at first, but more and more text messages annoyed him.

Just as he was "angry" and deleting the spam text messages, a thought suddenly occurred to him, could there be an old house among them that was sold by his parents? (End of chapter)