Dong Qiangqiang smiled and blinked, turning to look at the heights on the left.
Following his line of sight, Lei Lanting saw a room with a whole wall of glass windows above the conveyor belt. In the room, the brown-haired man was talking to another man.
He looked at Dong Qiangqiang with a puzzled look on his face.
Dong Qiangqiang smiled and explained: "When the big guy came over, the brown-haired man stood there and looked at me.
"So you...were you acting just now? It was all fake? Are you not injured?" Lei Lanting looked at his shoulder in confusion.
Dong Qiangqiang rubbed his shoulders and sneered: "That man wanted to do something evil as soon as he saw it. I got off the donkey along the slope. In fact, I started to fall before he even touched me. But I really fell when I fell. I just didn't expect this. The floor is so hard.”
"You..." Lei Lanting was speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say.
"Hey, it's not that easy to beat me up." Dong Qiangqiang rubbed his shoulders and said, "Let's go, work for a few more hours and then you can get off work and get paid."
Just as Lei Lanting was about to say something, he heard a strong German voice above his head: "I repeat, only workers are accepted here. Fighting is prohibited! Violators will be asked to leave the workshop immediately."
Dong Qiangqiang stood in front of his slide, looked at the conveyor belt that was running again, and took a deep breath.
At this moment, from the corner of his eye, he saw a short figure approaching gradually. He turned his head and looked at the short man with contempt, showing a winner's smile.
The short man stared straight into his face, stretched out the middle finger of his right hand, and said viciously: "This matter is not over yet."
Dong Qiangqiang was amused by his behavior. He remembered that when he was a child, every time he lost a fight, he would always throw a harsh word to the winner: You gave me what I was waiting for.
The other party is really waiting, but usually it is not until Dong Qiangqiang leads others to take revenge, but until Dong Qiangqiang himself forgets about it.
After growing up, Dong Qiangqiang gradually understood: If he couldn't win at the time, no matter how many people he brought to defeat the opponent later, he could not change the fact that he had failed. The only thing that can be done is to make yourself stronger after a failure and not to fail in the future, rather than letting yourself get used to failure.
Once he became familiar with the speed of the conveyor belt and the correct way to do things, Dong Qiangqiang's efficiency suddenly became apparent. In the time it takes others to finish a cart, he can finish nearly a cart and a half. Not only is it fast, the parcels are also clearly classified and stacked reasonably. Dong Qiangqiang attributed this to his obsessive-compulsive disorder and the effectiveness of playing Lego for many years.
The pointer on the wall of the workshop slowly approached 6 a.m. Dong Qiangqiang pushed a cart of packages out of the workshop. The cool morning breeze made him shiver uncontrollably.
Seeing the white fish belly emerging from the horizon in the distance, Dong Qiangqiang couldn't help but smile bitterly. He didn't expect that he would work all night in the first week after arriving in Germany.
He pushed the trolley to the back of a truck and was about to untie the rope holding the package when his feet suddenly stumbled and he immediately lost his center of gravity and fell forward. In desperation, he wanted to reach out and grab the armrest of the trolley, but unexpectedly he failed. He grabbed the rope, and with a tug, the rope was torn open by him. The package at the top of the cart was entangled in the rope, shook a few times, and suddenly fell down.
Seeing that the package was about to be smashed down, Dong Qiangqiang had no time to get up. He quickly rolled towards the direction where the package fell, while facing up to the sky and opening his arms.
"boom!"
With a dull sound, the package hit Dong Qiangqiang's chin, cheek, arm, chest and stomach firmly. Dong Qiangqiang felt his eyes blurred, and suddenly he saw a row of shining stars.
He lay on the cold cement floor for a few minutes and saw Lei Lanting slowly pushing the cart out of the workshop.
Lei Lanting saw a black figure lying motionless on the ground from a distance, and there was a cart next to him. He tried to distinguish it and found that it was Dong Qiangqiang. He was shocked and ran over quickly.
"How are you? Are you hungry or sleepy?"
Dong Qiangqiang was lying on the ground, looking at him and asking for help: "This thing is quite heavy. Please help me move it. I'm exhausted."
Seeing that Dong Qiangqiang was okay, Lei Lanting was relieved. He carefully moved the package to the truck, looked down at Dong Qiangqiang who was breathing heavily, and said sarcastically: "Young man, you can do it. You can still be so strong after working all night. This is Are you going to do bench press or chest crushing?"
"Stop teasing me, my ribs may..." Dong Qiangqiang said breathlessly.
Lei Lanting helped him stand up slowly: "Is it really broken? Then apply for a work-related injury quickly. You can get free money and blackmail the German guy again."
"Don't make me laugh, it hurts..."
"Slower."
"Hey, Lao Lei, I didn't realize that you are quite poor..."
At 6:30, everyone lined up to leave through the small door, and at the same time received a night's labor fee from the Eastern European man outside the door.
When it was Dong Qiangqiang's turn, the Eastern European man looked at his face and handed over a few banknotes with a gloomy expression.
Dong Qiangqiang took a look at the money and suddenly realized something was wrong: "Why is it only 80 marks?"
The Eastern European man rolled his eyes: "Next."
"From 21 o'clock to 6 o'clock, there are 9 hours in total, 11.5 per hour, the total should be 103.5 marks." Dong Qiangqiang argued.
"You cost me two workers, so I have to punish you."
"Two workers? What do you mean?" Dong Qiangqiang didn't understand.
"Because of you, two people were driven away by the Germans last night. I made less money, so naturally I have to deduct yours as compensation. I charge you 10 marks as compensation for each of them, and I charge you 20 marks in total. That's right. "
"Get paid for your work. Give me money!" Dong Qiangqiang stared at the Eastern European man with bright eyes.
The Eastern European man had a wicked smile on his face: "If you still want to work here tomorrow night, don't cause trouble, understand? Get out of here!"
Just as Dong Qiangqiang was about to argue with him, Lei Lanting, who was standing next to him, pulled him out of the team and walked to the station.
"Why are you pulling me?" Dong Qiangqiang staggered a little, shook his hands and broke away from Lei Lanting, and said dissatisfiedly, "He relied on me for money. I have to get it back."
"He has a lot of work on his hands. You will meet him often in the future. This time, just think of spending money to buy experience. Forget it." Lei Lanting comforted him and handed Dong Qiangqiang a cigarette.
Dong Qiangqiang took the cigarette smoothly. Although he thought Lei Lanting's words were reasonable, he was still a little angry: "What kind of experience does deducting money count?"
Before Lei Lanting could speak, he heard a sharp voice suddenly coming from the front: "Finally get out, I've been waiting for you all night."
The two looked around and saw two people emerging from the other side of the station shelter. It was the short man and the muscular man. The short man stood behind the muscular man, both of them had a murderous look in their eyes.
Lei Lanting seemed a little surprised, and his voice trembled slightly: "What do you want to do?"
The short man sneered maliciously and pursed his lips at the muscular man.
The muscular man rushed towards Dong Qiangqiang with murderous intent.
Before Lei Lanting could say "be careful", the muscular man's fist had already hit Dong Qiangqiang with a sound of wind.
Dong Qiangqiang quickly turned sideways and dodged the muscular man's first attack.
Before Lei Lanting could shout, he felt a cold light flash in front of him. A fruit knife appeared in the short man's hand and he walked towards him.
Lei Lanting was startled, and beads of sweat slipped quietly from his cheeks.
