Dong Qiangqiang's Story of Leaving Germany

"You don't want to borrow money, do you?" Dong Qiangqiang deliberately teased, "Let's make an agreement first. If you want money, you won't have to talk."

"I would like to trouble you to accompany me to Italy again," Lao Bai said, staring into Dong Qiangqiang's eyes, and at the same time handed him a cigarette, "Of course, besides me, there are a few others."

"Are they the ones from Liao Cheng?" Dong Qiangqiang asked.

Dong Qiangqiang knew that Liao Chengcheng was the rich second generation who was in the language class and his language skills were not up to par as Zheng Chunhua mentioned before. There were several children around him who were in a similar situation to him, and they all came out to play together this time.

"How did you figure it out?" Dong Qiangqiang actually guessed it, which really surprised Lao Bai.

"You guys spend a lot of time whispering to each other during the day. I think if he doesn't like you, then he is making demands of you."

"Yes, they want to go to Italy to buy luxury goods. They are afraid of being cheated and showing off their wealth, so they want to hire me, but my current condition," Lao Bai pointed to his right arm, "not to mention that it is difficult to drive, it hurts just to lift it, and it will probably take at least two days to recover. I know you are also injured and school is about to start, so I shouldn't ask you for anything, but I really didn't make much money on this seven-country tour. If I don't take these young masters shopping, I will really have to close the shop."

"Is your arm broken? Can you still move it?"

"Actually, I can still move. There should be no broken bones. It's just a crack at most. It should be fine after a few days. So you see..."

"How many days do you want to stay in Italy?" Dong Qiangqiang asked, thinking about the course schedule he had just drawn up, "Two or three days or a week?"

"Look at them, I definitely hope that the longer the better," Lao Bai sighed, "Now the Chinese colleagues here who are still breathing are all grabbing business groups, keeping the prices very low, and some even lose money to grab the group. I don’t know if my brain is flooded, but I really can’t help it.”

Dong Qiangqiang thought for a few seconds and said: "I can go, but I have to say the ugly things first. Classes start on the 3rd, and I will definitely have to rush back. That means I will have to leave after I send you to your place tomorrow night."

When Lao Bai heard Dong Qiangqiang's agreement, he excitedly shook Dong Qiangqiang's hand with his left hand: "Brother, I knew you wouldn't let me down. It'll be done in two days. I won't say any more polite words. We will reward you this time." According to the old rules, I won’t miss you even a cent.”

"It's not about money," Dong Qiangqiang waved his hand, "It's true that there are many things to do when school starts. Duanmu is urging me to come up with reports and plans quickly. I will buy them after the holiday. I don't have time to study them now. I guess he will have to complain. "

Worried about irritating Lao Bai, Dong Qiangqiang didn't mention catching Chan's new client.

"I understand that your affairs are equally important to me, so you should go out tomorrow night and I will buy you a ticket."

"If you go to Italy today, do you have an itinerary now?" Dong Qiangqiang pointed to the ruined bus, "Don't tell me you still plan to drive."

"The car will definitely not be able to drive like this. Even if it is a good guess, it will have to be taken away by the police as evidence. After we finish recording the confession and take the transcript, we and those young men will take the first high-speed train to Milan this morning. When we get to Milan, we will go to Milan. Find a big car rental company that can return the car in another place in Germany. Let Zheng Chunhua take the others back to Germany, and there will be someone to look after you on the way to prevent anyone from wandering around. "

When he called the embassy, ​​Dong Qiangqiang was thinking that everyone would have to go back home after everything was over. Anyway, he would have to pass through Munich when taking the high-speed train back to Trier. He was just in time to meet Du Lan. Dong Qiangqiang had not seen him for a month. I really wanted to, but when he was injured, he became fragile and hypocritical, and his desire to see Du Lan became particularly urgent. But now Lao Bai begged him again, no matter how much Dong Qiangqian left him, he still couldn't bear it, and he was not at ease. After all, he has never interacted with these young masters before. He doesn't know if they are the same as Chen Xiaofei and his like, or if they have some bad habits of young masters.

Seeing that Dong Qiangqiang was silent for a long time, Lao Bai thought he had thought of something and continued to explain: "The plan is to go shopping in Milan in the morning, briefly visit Verona in the afternoon, and drive to Venice in the evening."

"Is there enough time?"

"If you go shopping as they say and don't go to scenic spots, then you have more than enough time." Lao Bai is confident in his ability to manage time.

By the time the police, doctors and people from the embassy rushed to the hotel one after another, it was already late at night. All the students were sleepy and got up to accept the police investigation, evidence collection and recording. Dong Qiangqiang truthfully told the police that there was a masked man. They fell off the car at a fork in the road. They didn't dare to stop because they were afraid, and they didn't dare to go back and look. They hoped that the police would catch the criminals as soon as possible. The police said they would check the intersection later.

While the police were investigating and collecting evidence, French medical staff were conducting examinations and simple treatments. By the time they were finished, it was almost dawn.

The people at the embassy suggested that the students return to Germany first. After such a life-and-death struggle, everyone no longer wanted to go to Italy and expressed their willingness to return to Germany. Dong Qiangqiang noticed that several rich second generations did not express their intention.

The ambulance and embassy people left one after another, and the police drove the bus away. Everyone was tired again and returned to the hotel to catch up on their sleep.

Lao Bai introduced Dong Qiangqiang to Liao Cheng and others. The two parties had never dealt with each other before. Dong Qiangqiang had no idea about the other party. Due to Lao Bai's face, they briefly got to know each other and politely introduced themselves briefly. Unexpectedly, Liao Cheng Several people were quite interested in Dong Qiangqiang and asked questions. Lao Bai saw Dong Qiangqiang's impatience and sent them back to the room with a random excuse.

After everyone dispersed, Dong Qiangqiang grabbed Zheng Chunhua, who was the last to go upstairs: "I have something to ask you. When the other party smashed the car last night, everyone else was in a panic. How come you didn't notice the mess at all? And you were not injured at all. None, it’s really lucky and awesome.” Zheng Chunhua smiled: “It’s the same thing for everyone. Besides, isn’t it because of you?”

"So...you've encountered this kind of highway robbery before? Isn't it just in Trier?"

"Do you still remember the scene when we first met?"

"In your office, that time I mistook Wang Yun for you?" Dong Qiangqiang had a vague impression. It seemed that Zheng Chunhua's cheeks were bright red, and he thought it was caused by a fall.

"Although this kind of thing is rare in Germany, it is not completely absent."

"What are you two whispering about? Let me listen too." Lao Bai came up behind the two of them at some point.

"I was about to tell her about you," Dong Qiangqiang said seriously, "Since you are here, it would be more appropriate for me to tell her."

Dong Qiangqiang stepped back as he spoke, and Lao Bai did not refuse. He briefly and clearly told Zheng Chunhua about their subsequent travel plans and entrusted her to bring all the students back to Trier safely.

Zheng Chunhua didn't say anything about this arrangement, but politely reminded Lao Bai and Dong Qiangqiang to be extra careful and pay attention to safety. As far as she knew, there seemed to be a strike in Italy recently. As for whether there were violent conflicts, she didn't know.

The high-speed train stopped on the track of the train station just after dawn in the morning. Dong Qiangqiang and his party got on the train. Taking the train is more troublesome and labor-saving than driving. Several of them didn't have a good rest all night. They agreed that everyone would take turns to be on duty and enter one after another. In the dreamland, it was already noon when I opened my eyes again, and Milan had already appeared in front of everyone.

Thinking of the last time he came to Milan more than a year ago, Dong Qiangqiang couldn't help but sigh. Time passed so fast.

The few people broke up in front of the train station, and Lao Bai went to the car dealership to rent a car alone. Dong Qiangqiang was responsible for taking the few people to find a delicious restaurant, and then helping Lao Bai pack a meal. When the few people were almost done eating, his car was gone. Driving back.

Milan is not only the center of Italian fashion, design and architecture, but also of gastronomy. Dong Qiangqiang has always believed that in addition to Rome, Milan has the opportunity to explore a variety of international flavors with solid ingredients. In addition to the Chinese restaurants dotted in the streets and alleys, there are also delicacies from various countries.

Dong Qiangqiang asked several people whether they wanted to eat local specialties, Ethiopian vegetarian dishes, Indian curry rice, or Japanese sushi. Several people said they wanted to try high-end European restaurants. Dong Qiangqiang said that even if the price is not considered, high-end restaurants The service sometimes tests the patience of diners. A few people immediately switched to Indian curry, but while they were still studying the menu, they saw a cockroach swaggering past them, which disgusted them so much that they ran away. The last one they chose was a restaurant in a busy city. , a packed Chinese restaurant that offers authentic Sichuan and Cantonese cuisine.

Before they dispersed to make phone calls, they handed over the ordering rights to Dong Qiangqiang. They didn't care what dishes they ordered, and they had no dietary restrictions. In short, the first thing was to have enough meat, the second thing was to be quick, and the third thing was to order some wine.

Considering the requirements of the rich second generation and the actual situation in the store, Dong Qiangqiang could only order all the store's signature dishes, such as lobster, lion's head, steamed sea bass, abalone fin, and Peking duck, as well as romaine lettuce, white cabbage, and so on. Vegetarian dishes such as roasted cabbage heart, mapo tofu, assorted vegetables, and several bottles of wine with different flavors were served. After the meal, he had a local specialty tiramisu. Since he had to drive, he ordered drinks for himself and Lao Bai.

As soon as he put down the menu, Duanmu's "account reminder" call came after him: he asked Dong Qiangqiang if the outline of the two reports due in April was out, and if he would build a position after the Cicada Festival, Dong Qiangqiang's investment plan was released.

Dong Qiangqiang was driven to tears by him. Today was the first day of April. Did Duanmu need to be so anxious?

Duanmu was very angry with Dong Qiangqiang's attitude and felt that he had started to slack off after returning to the country.

Dong Qiangqiang couldn't understand why Duanmu was so impatient. There was obviously still plenty of time. He was too lazy to explain, but he couldn't hang up. He had no choice but to hold his phone and listen to Duanmu's criticism while watching the news program with a strong Hong Kong and Taiwan accent on the TV on the wall of the Chinese restaurant.

Because the broadcast was in Cantonese, he didn't listen carefully at first, but when he saw the traditional Chinese characters for "Leslie Cheung" on the news subtitles, he paid close attention to the content, but as he watched, he couldn't help but take a breath.

The host reported in a very sad voice: On April 4, Hong Kong time, Mr. Leslie Cheung fell from a hotel due to depression and unfortunately passed away in the hospital at 1:18 pm at the age of 43.

The scenes on TV showed the grief-stricken family members and interviews with some Hong Kong entertainment stars expressing their regrets and grief. Everyone found it unbelievable, but it just happened.

Dong Qiangqiang's first feeling was shock, and then he was stunned. Isn't this an April Fool's joke? After listening carefully for a few more minutes, he realized that this was not a joke, but a sad fact.

Although he is not a fan of his brother, as a generation who grew up watching Hong Kong movies such as "A Better Tomorrow" and "A Chinese Ghost Story", he still feels indescribable sadness and loss in his heart. Such an outstanding and hard-working actor is gone. Human life is really too short.

He thought of Chen Yu again. (End of chapter)