The night is as cold as water. Dong Yiqing slept peacefully on the bed.
Suddenly, her nose sniffed twice, and then she frowned. She opened her eyes drowsily and suddenly found that the interview materials given by Zhang Shuo were burning on the table.
She was startled and quickly got out of bed, grabbing a piece of clothing and hitting the flames on the table. But the fire was not extinguished. Instead, it burned more and more fiercely. At the same time, the clothes she used to put out the fire were also ignited. The clothes swayed and ignited other things on the bed and sofa, and more and more burning objects were burned.
Dong Yiqing hurriedly ran to the sink in the house and turned on the faucet, but there was not a drop of water in the faucet.
She wanted to open the door and call for help, but the door seemed to be stuck from the outside. Then she found that the only window could not be opened as if it was welded shut.
The fire in the house was burning more and more, as if it was going to burn everything to ashes. Just as she was panicking and continuing to put out the fire, she suddenly heard the whistle of a fire truck outside the window. She followed the sound and looked outside, only to hear the window suddenly "crash" being smashed from the outside, and then someone shouted at her outside the window: "Hurry! This way!"
She saw a firefighter wearing a one-piece firefighting uniform waving to her outside the window. She quickly threw down the fire-fighting coat in her hand, walked to the window in two steps, and handed her hand to the other person. The firefighter carefully supported her from the broken It popped out of the window frame.
The two were standing on the ladder, and she was about to express her gratitude to the other party when the firefighter suddenly lifted her mask. She was shocked to find that inside the mask was a black mask with only two eyes and one mouth exposed. The person behind the mask was grinning ferociously at her. As soon as Dong Yiqing felt her legs weaken, her body swayed, and she was about to fall off the ladder. fall down.
At this unforgettable moment, the masked man reached out and grabbed her wrist. She desperately tried to break away from him, but no matter how hard she tried, it had no effect, and she was pulled back to the ladder. She wanted to call for help but couldn't. Just when she was thinking about what to do next, the masked man suddenly pushed her hard and she fell off the ladder again.
Dong Yiqing became extremely frightened and saw that her head was about to hit the ground. At this moment, she woke up screaming from the nightmare.
She was sweating profusely and half-sitting on the bed, with lingering fears. The alarm bell rang in her ears. It took her a long time to realize and reached out to turn off the alarm bell.
The result of nightmares is usually that the person is more tired than before going to sleep. Dong Yiqing stood in front of the sink in a daze and squeezed out toothpaste for herself. When she raised her head and was about to brush her teeth in the mirror, she suddenly discovered that her face, neck and arms were covered with dark red blood pools in the mirror. , long or short, deep or shallow. She finished washing quickly and then checked other parts of her body. Sure enough, there were similar scars on her legs.
Dong Yiqing put band-aids on some longer wounds, but she hoped that the rest of the wounds could be healed by relying on the body's natural recovery.
She ate something casually and looked at her watch. It was almost 11 noon, and more and more students were coming and going outside the dormitory.
She walked out of the dormitory and walked towards the place where she fell last night.
As she got closer, she saw some messy footprints on the ground from time to time, as well as traces of trampled or bent bushes.
She saw on a piece of grass that the soil seemed to have been turned over, and the color of the soil looked darker than the soil next to it. She guessed that this was the soil that was picked up by the bicycle when she fell down last night, but where did the bicycle go? ?
She walked around a few times, but apart from trees and bushes, there was no big shelter nearby. It was unlikely that the bicycle could be hidden without being discovered. It was most likely stolen by the man in black last night.
She bought that bicycle with money from her part-time job when she first arrived in Germany, and she hasn't had any job since then. Dong Yiqing sighed, thinking about losing money and avoiding disaster. After searching around for a while, he found his backpack in a bush. There was some dirt on the backpack, but all the information inside was still there. Dong Yiqing breathed a sigh of relief, quickly returned to the dormitory, and once again devoted himself to preparations for the interview.
Dong Qiangqiang and Lei Lanting separated at the train station in the city center. Dong Qiangqiang rushed to the police station, but Lei Lanting did not go to college as he said, but went straight to the labor agency.
The agency that introduced Lei Lanting to work was called "Fresh Power" and was not far from the city center. Less than fifteen minutes after the two separated, Lei Lanting was already standing outside the agency's door. He straightened his clothes and walked in with his head held high.
"Hello." Lei Lanting said a friendly hello to the front desk.
There was a middle-aged German woman sitting at the front desk, typing the keyboard seriously in front of the computer. When she saw Lei Lanting, she quickly turned around and greeted him with a smile: "Hello. How can I help you?"
"That's right, I signed a labor agreement with your company last week," Lei Lanting put his backpack on the table at the front desk. He took out a piece of paper from his jacket pocket and handed it to the other party, "This is it. I have completed the work written above as scheduled. The agreement says that I will receive labor remuneration within three working days after the work is completed. I would like to ask, when is the soonest I can get the money? Thank you."
The receptionist smiled and nodded, pointed to the notice board next to him, and said softly: "Please wait a moment, I will check. You can check on the notice board here to see if there are any jobs you are interested in." After saying that, she took Lei Lanting's contract and sat back in front of the computer. Lei Lanting immediately heard the sound of typing on the keyboard.
Dong Qiangqiang stared out the window absently on the swaying city light rail, wondering what questions Thomas might ask later. Just then, he heard his cell phone ringing in his pocket.
The call came from an unknown number. Dong Qiangqiang hesitated for a moment and finally answered the phone.
"Hello. Are you Mr. Dong Qiangqiang?" The female voice spoke standard German, which sounded crisp and sweet, and the pronunciation of the word "Qiang" was very standard. Dong Qiangqiang immediately developed a liking for the other person.
"I am Dong Qiangqiang. Who are you?"
"I am the account manager of trb bank, you can call me Christina. We learned that you have opened a stock trading account in our trb bank, so we would like to invite you to attend the stock lecture held in trb bank at two o'clock this Friday afternoon. I wonder if you are interested in participating?"
"Is this lecture free?" Dong Qiangqiang asked curiously.
“This lecture is specially invited by the bank to give free explanations to all bank customers who have opened stock accounts by authoritative stock experts from well-known investment institutions. The purpose is to help investors better understand and become familiar with the German stock market and transactions. Related matters. There is no charge for the lecture." Christina spoke very fast, finishing it in one breath without stuttering.
"I'm willing to participate. Can I just go there on Friday?"
"Yes, please remember to show your valid ID when you attend the meeting. The lecture starts at two o'clock in the afternoon on Friday."
"Okay. Thank you for the invitation. I will attend on time." Dong Qiangqiang attended many stock investment lectures when he was in China, but he had never heard a lecture given by a German. He suddenly felt hopeful and his mood seemed to be getting better.
Lei Lanting was looking carefully at the bulletin board to see if there were any suitable jobs when a voice from the front desk suddenly sounded in his ears: "Mr. Lei."
He quickly turned around: "Has it been done?"
The receptionist returned the contract to Lei Lanting, led him into an office inside, then closed the door and exited. Lei Lanting didn't know what she meant. He was looking at the furnishings in the room when a tall, fat man walked in with his head held high.
"Hey, Mr. Lei, how are you?" he greeted in a low voice, extending his hand in a friendly manner.
Lei Lanting knew him. He was one of the owners of this agency, and everyone called him Klaus. He couldn't help but be a little surprised. It was rare to see Klaus come forward for things like getting wages.
"Mr. Claus," Lei Lanting put the contract on the table, "I have completed the work and would like to ask when can I get the money?"
"Well," Klaus glanced at the contract on the table, gently moved the contract aside with his hand, crossed his hands, looked at Lei Lanting, and said carefully: "I'm sorry, Mr. Lei. We can't pay you. money."
"What?" Lei Lanting was shocked, "Can't pay? But, I've already finished it."
"The police contacted us two days ago, and they asked a lot about you." There were no windows in the office, and the temperature was a bit high. Klaus wiped the sweat from his face, "Of course, there are also things about this job. "
Lei Lanting's heart sank: he was really afraid of whatever he wanted.
"We have already sent people to look at that villa," Klaus sighed, "it's basically burned down."
"Yes, I know about this. I'm sorry too." Lei Lanting suddenly became irritated, "But my work has indeed been completed. You can't deny my workload just because the villa was burned down. This, this Isn’t it force majeure?”
"But we cannot accept your work results." Klaus reached out and pushed the contract in front of Lei Lanting, pointed at the contract with his fat index finger and said, "Please read Article 7."
Lei Lanting stepped forward quickly, picked up the contract, and read it out loud: "When Party B completes the work content, Party B shall inform Party A immediately. After the third-party professional evaluation agency entrusted by Party A issues the "Confirmation of Work Completion" Within three working days, Party A will transfer funds to the bank account designated by Party B."
"As I just said, the third-party agency we entrust now cannot judge whether you completed the work before the building was burned down, and it cannot recognize your work results and issue a "Confirmation of Work Completion." So. …I’m sorry, Mr. Ray.”
Lei Lanting's hand holding the contract was shaking a little. He gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Then my work was in vain?"
Klaus shrugged: "It's whatever it says in the contract. The rules are the rules. There's nothing we can do about it." After saying that, he stood up and stretched out his fat palm again, "I hope everything goes well next time."
"Next time?" Lei Lanting couldn't believe his ears. He said angrily, "Do you think I will be deceived by you a second time?" After saying that, he slammed the door and walked out.
Klaus leisurely raised his legs on the desk, took out a cigar from the drawer, and started smoking it calmly.
This time Dong Qiangqiang did not sit in the interrogation room like last time, but stayed in a spacious and bright office waiting for Thomas. In a short time, Thomas walked into the office quickly with a pile of documents in his arms. Dong Qiangqiang stood up quickly when he saw this.
Thomas motioned for him to sit down and said quickly: "I called you here this time to verify some information with you."
"I have already told you everything about Mr. Mueller," Dong Qiangqiang said calmly as he sat down. "There is nothing more to add."
"I came to you today not because of Mueller," Thomas said as he opened the office window, "but because of Hibiscus."
"First-grade hibiscus?" Dong Qiangqiang didn't understand how he was related to first-grade hibiscus again. He shook his head, "I don't understand what you mean."
Before he could finish speaking, the cell phone in his pocket rang again.
