To Dong Qiangqiang's surprise, Lei Lanting did not appear in the workshop that night.
Another person appeared under the conveyor belt and at Lei Lanting's working place.
Yu Jianghai.
When he met Yu Jianghai before, Dong Qiangqiang had a strange feeling because of Yu Jianghai's appearance and uncertain attitude: He was a man with many scheming minds. He doesn't like dealing with such people.
Neither of them expected to meet under such circumstances, so they exchanged a few polite words and stopped talking.
Taking advantage of his first work break, Dong Qiangqiang walked to a deserted place in the rest area and dialed Lei Lanting's cell phone: "Old Lei, why didn't you come?"
"Ahem, it's hard to say, let's talk about it later." What made Dong Qiangqiang strange was that Lao Lei's voice didn't sound displeased or dissatisfied.
"Okay, then you have a good rest and recover soon. Remember to come to my house for dinner on weekends."
"Oh, by the way, not this weekend."
"It's okay." Dong Qiangqiang thought it was because of his injury. "You can do it any day that's convenient for you. I'm in Hannover anyway."
"Well, I guess you won't be able to eat at home this weekend."
"Why?" Dong Qiangqiang felt strange, and he was not injured. "Why can't I eat at home?"
"Today I unexpectedly got a job helping Germans clean up their house. I thought it was a small apartment or something. When I got there, guess what? It's a villa. I definitely can't do this job alone. . I thought that with your strength, you can definitely help me share the burden, and that place can also cook. You can bring your things there, clean up the house, and then cook me a big meal. How wonderful it would be."
"You have so much work on your hands." Dong Qiangqiang admired this kind of person who keeps getting jobs from the bottom of his heart. "No wonder you don't like moving packages."
"Hehe, this job is not easy at all, but the pay is indeed considerable." Lei Lanting said proudly, "80 marks an hour."
"So many?" Dong Qiangqiang was surprised.
"Hey, are you stupid? The logistics company doesn't work on weekends. It's a waste of time for you to stay at home. Why don't you go out and support yourself. How about it? Do you want to do it?"
"80 an hour is definitely no problem. But how did you find such a good job?" As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Dong Qiangqiang immediately felt that he had made a mistake. He knows that many people only like to show the results, but do not like to expose the process of getting the results, and many processes actually have reasons that are not humane to outsiders.
Such as those geniuses who never listen in class and play hard after class, but get first place in exams every time. If this kind of person doesn't stay up at night to make up lessons, the teacher is a real mother. Of course, there are always exceptions. After all, the world is a big place and full of surprises.
He quickly changed the subject: "What do you want to eat on the weekend? I'll prepare it early."
"Well, I'll tell you the time and place on Friday. I'll definitely have a good meal."
Dong Qiangqiang immediately woke up and said: "If you introduce me to a job, I should give you an introduction fee. But I just came here and I don't understand the rules. You can just report the number. You can decide what to eat. There is no Chinese or Western food." question."
Hearing Dong Qiangqiang's urgent confession, Lei Lanting laughed out loud on the other end of the phone: "Old Dong, you are overthinking. We, Old Lei, are different from some villains in Hanover. It is you who we are friends with." This friend. You don’t need a Chinese restaurant. I’ve tasted your cooking and it’s no problem. Just wait for my call on Friday.”
After hanging up the phone, Dong Qiangqiang felt warm in his heart. When he was in a good mood, his hands picked up speed and he was so agile when working, which made the Middle Eastern brothers standing downstream of him look at him and think he was mentally disturbed.
During his second work break, Dong Qiangqiang called the German Embassy in China and the Beijing office of the German Academic Exchange Service respectively. The person who answered the phone was different from the first time, but the answer he got was the same: let him June I'll call again later and ask.
Dong Qiangqiang was completely relieved now: Since there is no point in being anxious and can only wait, it is better to make good use of this time. To put it bluntly, if you really can't take the college exam in July, it would be much better to work more and earn more money before returning to China than to go back empty-handed.
Before the third work started, Dong Qiangqiang put on his gloves and stood in front of the slide, waiting patiently for the work to start. Suddenly, the brown-haired man hurried towards him.
"Come with me." The brown-haired man gestured to Dong Qiangqiang and walked towards a corner next to him. Dong Qiangqiang didn't know what the problem was, so he quickly followed him.
"That's right. We noticed that you are very efficient at work and would like to ask if you have any thoughts on working here for a long time?" the brown-haired man asked straight to the point.
"Long-term job?" Dong Qiangqiang didn't understand what the other party meant.
"That's right. Around mid-August, a group of our workers will be transferred to factories in other areas. The summer workload is generally quite large, and many people will take vacation in August, so we need to reserve more energy. Skilled workers who work here for a long time. Short-term jobs are very unstable." The brown-haired man spoke very quickly, and Dong Qiangqiang could only swallow his words.
"Are all long-term workers also working night shifts?" Dong Qiangqiang asked worriedly.
"This is not necessarily true. It may be day shift, night shift, or weekend overtime, depending on how many packages will be sent to this logistics center."
"Well, can I think about it?" Dong Qiangqiang thought that he had not obtained a work permit yet, so he quickly asked, "Do long-term workers need a work permit?"
"Of course you can consider it." The brown-haired man raised his eyebrows, "You definitely need a work permit."
"When will the long-term workers start?"
"Maybe at the end of July, we are still counting the number of people. We will definitely notify you of the specific time in advance."
"Well, I will get back to you as soon as possible." Dong Qiangqiang nodded vigorously.
"You can just call me Otto from now on." Otto, the brown-haired man, pointed in the direction of the slide: "Come on, young man!"
When he walked out of the small door after get off work, the Eastern European man pressed 108 marks into his hand.
Dong Qiangqiang was stunned: Too much money?
The Eastern European man whispered: From today on, you will be charged 12 marks an hour.
Just as Dong Qiangqiang was about to ask one more question, the Eastern European man waved his hand at him angrily, signaling for him to disappear quickly.
When Dong Qiangqiang returned home, he felt so tired that his whole body seemed to fall apart. He was much more tired than the first day of night shift. He didn't bother to take off his clothes, threw himself on the mattress and fell asleep.
Just after ten o'clock, while he was still sleeping, he heard the doorbell ringing wildly downstairs. He struggled to get up, looked down from the window, and saw a white van parked on the road in front of the building, with a row of blue letters printed on the roof: Internet.
Dong Qiangqiang hurriedly welcomed him into the building. The workers carried tool boxes and were busy arranging the wiring. The handsome Russian guy came out of the room carrying a wine bottle.
"Hey, Jin, good morning." He waved the bottle in his hand.
Dong Qiangqiang taught him to pronounce his name correctly from the first day he moved in, but the other party always got dizzy and pronounced it wrong every time. As time went by, Dong Qiangqiang became too lazy to pay attention to him and let him go.
"JIN, your classmates came to see you last night." The drunkard brother said drunkenly, smelling of alcohol.
