Dong Qiangqiang was sitting on an outdoor seat at an outdoor cafe in the city center, looking through the newly obtained bank card in his hand, and thinking about what the bank man said when he opened the account.
He has been trading stocks in the domestic Shanghai and Shenzhen stock markets since 1997, and has made some success in the past few years. He is no stranger to stock trading, so he is quite interested in what the bank man said.
It's just that he doesn't know what the German stock market is like. But if you want to conduct online transactions, you will need a laptop and an Internet environment anyway, but where you live now you don’t have either, so you need to get these two things as soon as possible.
He was just thinking about what kind of notebook to buy when he heard a female voice say behind him: "Dong Qiangqiang?"
He didn't look back and knew that Dong Yiqing was behind him. He stood up quickly and pulled out the chair next to him: "Are you here?"
Dong Yiqing wore a light green jacket this time, looking youthful and lively, but her face didn't look good. She took off her silk scarf and sat next to Dong Qiangqiang.
"What do you want to drink?" Dong Qiangqiang asked politely.
"No, I won't drink anymore." Dong Yiqing looked around and saw that there was no one else around. He lowered his voice and said straight to the point, "I need your help with something."
"Well, tell me." Dong Qiangqiang didn't expect her to be so direct.
"I... want to... borrow some money from you." Dong Yiqing looked into his eyes and said.
Dong Qiangqiang was slightly surprised: they had only met once, they couldn't even be called friends, they were just acquaintances. How could she think of borrowing money from him?
Seeing that Dong Qiangqiang was silent, Dong Yiqing seemed to have expected his reaction, and said in a way that sounded like an explanation and a pleading: "Don't get me wrong, I mainly borrowed money to extend the contract." As she spoke, her eyes were slightly red. .
Dong Qiangqiang was a thin-skinned person and couldn't bear to see a girl cry in front of him, so he quickly stopped her and said, "Don't cry. Speak slowly."
Dong Yiqing sighed: "Extension here requires several materials: university registration certificate for each semester, long-term personal insurance certificate, rental contract, and a certain amount of money in the bank account. Generally speaking, there is A 10,000 mark can be extended for about a year."
After hearing what she said, Dong Qiangqiang knew that what she said was similar to what he had understood before, so he asked tentatively: "Then how much do you want to borrow?"
Dong Yiqing looked worried, with her face lowered and looking at her toes, as if she didn't hear Dong Qiangqiang's words.
"How much money do you need?" Dong Qiangqiang looked at her and asked sincerely.
"Well, the more, the better." Dong Yiqing raised her head, "I know everyone has little money, and I...I too...have nothing to do."
Dong Qiangqiang was hesitant: Although he had money on hand, he didn't know the other party's background, so he hurriedly lent it out. What if he couldn't get it back? I don’t even know where to find Dong Yiqing.
But judging from her appearance, she must have run into a lot of problems, otherwise no one would borrow money from someone they just met.
"Then you didn't tell...your family?" Dong Qiangqiang still wanted to know more.
Dong Yiqing smiled bitterly: "My parents suddenly divorced at the beginning of the year. They originally promised to support me a little bit every year, but now both sides suddenly don't care. I didn't work... not that much before, so..."
Dong Qiangqiang understood at once: It turned out to be a rich young lady, no wonder...
If he were at home, Dong Qiangqiang would generally have no good feelings toward such girls, but when he went abroad, everyone was Chinese. Although she had her own problems, Dong Qiangqiang couldn't just let her go. But how much is appropriate to borrow? He was thinking.
Seeing that Dong Qiangqiang didn't speak, Dong Yiqing immediately understood. She stood up and reached out her hand: "I won't disturb you anymore. I wish you good luck in finding a job!"
Unexpectedly, Dong Yiqing's temper was so fierce. Dong Qiangqiang was stunned for a moment, and quickly stood up: "Wait a moment."
Dong Yiqing stared into his eyes intently.
Dong Qiangqiang took out a paper and pen from his bag and handed it to her: "I can borrow money. Is it okay to write an IOU?"
"IOU?" Dong Yiqing blinked, "Of course, no problem."
He didn't know why he was willing to lend money to her. Maybe it was because she was pretty? Or is it because she looks like his ex-girlfriend?
Dong Qiangqiang also understood in his heart that the so-called IOU was just a psychological effect. If Dong Yiqing defaulted on repaying the debt in the future, the IOU could not guarantee her repayment with any certainty.
Forget it, just treat it as a good deed, or Jin Yuan never paid me back. Dong Qiangqiang thought to himself.
Dong Yiqing quickly wrote the IOU, but she didn't put pen to paper on the amount. She didn't know how much the other party wanted to lend.
"Just write 4,000 marks." Dong Qiangqiang said softly.
This time it was Dong Yiqing's turn to be surprised. She didn't expect Dong Qiangqiang to be willing to lend her so much. Because of the accident, her writing hand was shaking.
"Well, just write it like this." Dong Qiangqiang glanced at the IOU, folded it with satisfaction and put it in the inner pocket of his jacket. As he spoke, he counted out the brand new banknotes from his wallet and handed them to Dong Yiqing.
Dong Yiqing collected the banknotes and suddenly remembered something. She stretched out her hand and said to Dong Qiangqiang: "Give me the IOU again."
Dong Qiangqiang didn't know what she was going to do, so he joked: "You don't want to tear it apart, do you?"
Even so, he still handed her the IOU again.
I saw Dong Yiqing quickly write another sentence in the IOU: The loan period is one year, and the annual interest is 10%. If it is less than one year, it will be calculated as one year. If it is more than one year and less than two years, it will be calculated as two years.
Looking at what she wrote, Dong Qiangqiang smiled and said nothing. Dong Yiqing took out his lipstick again, carefully applied red on his thumb, and then pressed hard on the bottom of his name on the IOU.
"I will pay you back as soon as possible." She stretched out her right hand again, "Thank you for drawing your sword and helping me."
There seemed to be tears in her eyes as she spoke.
Dong Qiangqiang smiled and stretched out his right hand to hold her hand. This time, he felt that her hand seemed to become warm.
At 20:30 in the evening, Dong Qiangqiang arrived at the No. 22 station next to the train station on time according to the time required on the card.
Worried that he would be hungry in the second half of the night shift, Dong Qiangqiang used his afternoon time to go to an Asian supermarket and buy pots and pans and a bunch of familiar seasonings for home cooking. He also bought some vegetables and seasonal fruits from the German ALDI supermarket near his home. He cooked himself a meat and a vegetable dish, and after taking a few bites, he put the rest of the food into different lunch boxes and prepared it as a midnight snack.
There were several men of different heights, fat and thin standing on the station, all dressed simply, but Dong Qiangqiang did not see any other Chinese. While he was looking around, two horns blared from behind him.
Dong Qiangqiang looked back and saw a silver-gray minivan parked next to the station. Before he could react, a man wearing a black hat stuck his head out of the driver's seat and waved violently at the people waiting for the bus. Waved and shouted: "Get in the car!"
Although the light was not very good, Dong Qiangqiang still recognized that the driver was the Eastern European man who introduced him to the job during the day.
The door was opened with a swipe. The men lowered their heads, carried their bags, and walked into the car silently. After the door was closed again, the van staggered away from the station like a drunkard.
Dong Qiangqiang curled up in the back seat of the car and gradually fell asleep amidst the bumps and bumps.
