The corridor was very quiet, and Dong Qiangqiang seemed to hear Lao Yu's voice coming from the door.
He was a little annoyed that he spoke too quickly. Even if he had doubts, he shouldn't ask too directly. In addition to showing that he had low emotional intelligence, it would also make the other party unhappy.
It seems that being able to chat is really a skill.
After being rejected, Dong Qiangqiang felt a little disappointed. He sighed and dragged his tired body towards the elevator.
While he was waiting for the elevator, his cell phone suddenly rang. It was Lu Wei calling.
"You don't want to rent a house anymore?" Lu Wei asked straight to the point.
"Of course I'll rent it." Dong Qiangqiang smiled bitterly.
"Then you think it's too expensive?"
Dong Qiangqiang told the truth: "Four months' rent plus deposit is indeed... not cheap."
"Lao Yu's house is more expensive, but it's not for no reason. House prices in the city are not cheap to begin with, and the international student dormitories are in good condition, so many people are vying for them. Lao Yu also waited for more than two years. I got it. He is an old man from Hanover. He is a very nice person. He usually helps everyone the most when looking for jobs." She paused, "If you want to find cheap housing, you have to go to the suburbs."
Lu Weiyan explained to Dong Qiangqiang the two problems of "the rent is expensive" and "Lao Yu will not run away" in a concise and comprehensive manner.
Dong Qiangqiang listened with his ears, but he was thinking about another thing in his heart: a house for an Eastern European woman in the red light district costs 500 marks a month, but water, electricity and heating are not included. Although Lao Yu's house is fully insured, it costs 700 marks a month. I usually attend classes and work part-time, so I shouldn’t be able to spend more than 200 marks on water and electricity bills for a month. The geographical locations of both sides are similar. Speaking of which, the house of the Eastern European woman seems to be closer to the city and the university. It’s just that Eastern European women don’t have the Internet, so it’s probably impossible to practice speaking.
The thing that makes Dong Qiangqiang unhappy is actually that he lives in a red light district, and his landlord is someone who is engaged in the special service industry. For a person who has received traditional cultural education since childhood, it is inevitable that he will feel uncomfortable. However, you have to register for university student dormitories before you can apply, and it will take several months. Private student dormitories are expensive and can only be rented for short periods of time. After thinking about it, even if Eastern European women's houses are not the best choice, they are currently relatively cheap. residence.
He remembered what his parents said before leaving home: There are always unsatisfactory things in life, and you will always need to bear them and compromise with everything that cannot be changed temporarily.
"Hello? Are you still there?" Lu Wei's voice came from the phone, "I have to go back to work soon, you can think about it yourself. If you have figured it out, it's okay to talk to Lao Yu now."
"Okay, thank you, Lu Wei." Dong Qiangqiang said politely, having already made his choice in his heart.
*
Standing at No. 54 Hippo Street again, Dong Qiangqiang's mood was completely different from yesterday.
After thinking about what to say when he saw the Eastern European woman, he took a deep breath and tapped the upstairs door twice with his fingers, and then twice again.
After about ten seconds, a thin-throated male voice answered in awkward German at the door: "Who?"
"I'm looking for..." Dong Qiangqiang suddenly remembered that he didn't know the name of the Eastern European woman, and he had an idea, "JIN YUAN."
The building door creaked open, and a short and thin white man wearing glasses and pajamas stood in front of Dong Qiangqiang.
"Who are you looking for?" His German sounded Eastern European.
As soon as the other party opened his mouth, Dong Qiangqiang felt the smell of alcohol coming towards his face. He subconsciously took half a step back and said loudly: "I rent a house." Seeing the white man's suspicious look, he quickly added: "The landlady asked me to come."
Hearing the words "landlady", the white man said nothing more and waved his hand inside, signaling Dong Qiangqiang to come in. Dong Qiangqiang saw at a glance the wine bottle he was holding in his right hand. There was only a little wine at the bottom of the bottle. It seemed that the other party had a lot. drink.
The first floor still had a familiar smell. Dong Qiangqiang didn't want to get involved with a drunkard, so he quickly said: "She asked me to wait on the third floor."
The white man looked at Dong Qiangqiang and suddenly showed a malicious smile. He bit his lip and said vaguely: "I...I will take you...to...the third floor..."
Before he finished speaking, Dong Qiangqiang turned around and walked up the stairs before he could reply.
Just as Dong Qiangqiang was about to stop him, he saw that his feet were missing and he fell down the stairs.
Dong Qiangqiang quickly reached out to help him, but failed to hold him. The two fell to the ground together.
The white man lay at the foot of the stairs, burped, made two gestures with his hands in the air, and fell asleep mumbling to himself.
Dong Qiangqiang worriedly tested his breathing with his hands, and found it was normal. He gently walked around the drunkard lying on the ground and walked up the stairs.
The third floor is very quiet, there is no sound. There was no movement at all in the room opposite, maybe someone had gone out.
Dong Qiangqiang tried to push the door of Jin Yuan's room. The door was open. He walked in and closed the door smoothly.
Through the peripheral light of the street lamp outside the house, Dong Qiangqiang saw that the furnishings in the house were exactly the same as what he saw yesterday, without any changes. Dong Qiangqiang pressed the switch on the wall, but the ceiling light did not turn on. He tried several more times before he was convinced that the light was broken.
He sat on the chair for about thirty minutes, and did not hear the sound of unlocking or moving downstairs. He stood up bored, opened the ajar door, rummaged around inside, and found a pillow. , he threw the pillow on the mattress and lay down with his clothes on. Due to the fatigue of the past few days, he fell asleep after a while.
When he woke up again, he was awakened by the sound of a motorcycle downstairs. Dong Qiangqiang got up from the mattress in a daze and looked at his watch. It was already 3:45 in the morning. He lay on the window and looked down, and saw a black Harley driving slowly from the street to the back of the building. Not long after, he heard the sound of unlocking the door from downstairs, followed by the teasing sounds of a man and a woman. .
Dong Qiangqiang quickly straightened his clothes and was about to open the door and walk out when he suddenly heard a woman's exclamation from downstairs. Dong Qiangqiang was stunned for a moment, and then he thought that maybe a drunkard had scared the visitor.
He turned the doorknob gently, opened the door ajar, and listened carefully to what was going on outside.
There were sounds of moving things and curses on the first floor, followed by the sound of footsteps going upstairs. Dong Qiangqiang went through what he wanted to say again in his mind, and then opened the door.
The lights in the corridor on the third floor were also broken, and the light was dim. With a glimmer of light, Dong Qiangqiang saw an Eastern European woman in a leather jacket and short skirt walking up the stairs on the third floor. Following her, was a woman in a leather jacket. A bald man in leather pants. The Eastern European woman held the giant man's hand in a charming way, and the two walked, talked and laughed.
Dong Qiangqiang took a breath, stepped out of the house, and said loudly: "Good evening!"
The two people in the corridor didn't expect that there would be an ambush on the third floor. The Eastern European woman let out a cry, her legs went weak, and she sat down on the ground.
