Dong Qiangqiang went home and slept for only two hours before taking the materials to the Hannover Labor Bureau.
Lei Lanting is right, you can apply for a formal work permit with a temporary student visa. The application process went very smoothly. After waiting for more than ten minutes, Dong Qiangqiang successfully got his job paper.
Looking at the thin piece of blue paper in his hand, Dong Qiangqiang thought: If I had known it was so simple, I would not have been extorted more than 20 marks by Yu. Thinking of this, Dong Qiangqiang was so angry that he had to have a good talk with Yu Jianghai tonight to get back the money that was extorted.
But what Dong Qiangqiang couldn't figure out was that Lei Lanting was registered earlier than him, so why didn't he have a work permit? It’s not like Lao Lei didn’t know how to get the work permit. Maybe he had something to hide. Although the relationship between the two is okay, Dong Qiangqiang knows that many things are private when abroad, and it is best not to inquire too much between friends.
Once you get a work permit, you are a person with status. Dong Qiangqiang was very happy. He picked two big and fat frozen ducks from the supermarket near his home, and bought a bunch of seasonings. He planned to go home and marinate them first, and then take them to the villa to roast directly on Saturday.
The frozen duck sold in German supermarkets has had its internal organs and other things cleaned in advance, so it can be cooked with just a little cleaning. As soon as he got home, Dong Qiangqiang immediately followed the tutorial he found online.
He was holding the duck in his left hand and a pot in his right hand to pour warm water on the duck. He turned his left hand from time to time and poured it for almost ten minutes. He put the duck in the pot, poured some water in, and went to prepare the marinade.
He gently poured the German honey into a large bottle, then added a few spoons of salt into it, and poured in some light soy sauce, white vinegar and cooking wine bought from an Asian store, and sprinkled a few grains of German roast chicken seasoning. After stirring gently with chopsticks, put the cap on the bottle.
After making sure he didn't miss anything, he put fruits, tinfoil, scissors and other things needed for the roast duck the next day into his school bag.
Just as he was preparing things, his eyes accidentally caught sight of the newspaper on the dining table. The headline in the newspaper turned out to be: A mysterious fire broke out in a restaurant at midnight, and a mysterious person revealed inside information. Below the text are several photos of blazing fires.
Dong Qiangqiang was immediately attracted by the title. He couldn't wait to read the entire report, but found that there was no so-called inside information in it. German gossip tabloids love to use this kind of scary headlines to attract readers. Whether it is true or false is not important. The important thing is to make readers want to buy the newspaper after reading the headline. When readers find out after reading the article that the content is completely inconsistent with the title, the most they can do is curse, but the money to buy the newspaper has already been spent. Although this kind of thing is unpleasant, readers usually forget about it after two days. If I see similar news again in the future, I will still continue to buy.
Dong Qiangqiang suddenly remembered the suitcase in the attic. He wiped his hands with a rag, walked out of the kitchen, walked gently to the stairs below the attic, lifted the partition, and carefully took the box out.
A layer of soil had accumulated on the box over the past few days. Dong Qiangqiang took the box into the house and locked the door.
His mood at the moment was worried, hesitant and curious: he was worried about Jin Yuan's current safety and whether there would be anything bad in the box; he was hesitant about whether he should secretly open the box and see what was inside; Curious as to what is inside.
Curiosity won the final victory.
With the help of tools, the box was easily opened. Dong Qiangqiang flipped through it. In addition to some clothes, there were also some folders. The folders contained study materials for class. Just when Dong Qiangqiang was about to put the folder back into the box, a kraft paper envelope tied with a rubber band leaked out of the folder and fell into the box with a plop, which sounded like a heavy sound.
Dong Qiangqiang picked up the envelope and weighed it in his hands. It felt heavy. He opened the envelope, glanced inside, and was immediately stunned.
Inside the envelope was a neat pile of money.
He carefully poured the money into the box and counted it. The total was 80,000 marks.
Seeing so much money, Dong Qiangqiang was a little flustered: How could Jin Yuan have so much money? Why didn't he deposit the money in the bank instead of leaving it with him? Doesn't this money belong to him? Could it be...from Yipin Hibiscus? Dong Qiangqiang didn't dare to think about it any more.
After opening the box, he became more annoyed than before.
He put the money back into the envelope, but instead of putting it back in the suitcase, he put it under a loose partition in the wardrobe. After putting it away, I spread a layer of paper on top and threw in a few socks and a few pairs of pants.
While packing the box, he tried to dial Jin Yuan's mobile phone number again, but like last time, it was still empty. It seems that Jin Yuan no longer uses this mobile phone number.
He looked out the window and his mood became complicated.
*
There are several yellow warning tapes outside Yipin Hibiscus, and a "Beware of Danger!" paper sign stands on the grass in front of the door. Dong Qiangqiang stood outside the cordon, looking at the restaurant that had been burned into ruins, filled with questions.
Less than a week ago he was eating here, and a week later there was nothing but rubble.
While he was observing the ruins, his cell phone suddenly rang. He looked down and saw it was an unknown number.
"Hello?" he greeted in a foreign language.
A cold voice came from the phone: "I am Yu Jianghai."
Dong Qiangqiang was stunned.
"I want to talk to you. Are you free now?"
"What's there to talk about?" Dong Qiangqiang said sarcastically, "Is this also part of your 'management'?"
"There is some misunderstanding between us." Yu Jianghai didn't seem to understand his sarcasm, and there was no trace of displeasure in his voice.
"You pay me back the money first, and then we can talk."
"No problem. 12 o'clock. McDonald's at the train station." After Yu Jianghai finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
Dong Qiangqiang didn't know what Yu Jianghai was planning, but if he could get the money back, it would definitely be a good thing for him. He looked at his watch and saw that time was a bit tight, so he hurriedly ran towards the station.
*
At 12:08, when Dong Qiangqiang opened the door of McDonald's, he saw a person in the corner reaching out to signal him, it was Yu Jianghai.
Dong Qiangqiang walked up to him in three steps at a time, sat down opposite him with a bang, and asked loudly: "Where is the money?"
"20 yuan 5. One cent is a lot." Yu Jianghai seemed to be prepared and pushed the money in front of Dong Qiangqiang.
Dong Qiangqiang didn't expect that Yu Jianghai would really pay back the money. This was different from what he expected. He didn't know what to say for a moment. He held it back for a while and then said: "It should be 20 yuan. 4, I gave you an extra ten cents." Here it is for you." He said while touching his pocket.
Yu Jianghai stopped his movement: "Forget it for just one cent. I have something to tell you."
