When the glass of whiskey with ice cubes was almost finished, Lu Wei heard Yu Jianghai let out a long breath. She had a feeling that things would go as smoothly as she thought.
"K," Yu Jianghai sounded satisfied on the phone, "no plagiarized paragraphs were found."
"I've said it before, I won't plagiarize." Lu Wei's voice was full of pride.
"But why did you write so fast?" Yu Jianghai couldn't help but wonder, "I was worried that you didn't have enough time, so I helped you buy an extra half day."
"I haven't done anything else in the past few years. I have been studying and doing homework." Lu Wei laughed at himself, "I haven't made any money either."
"Awesome." Yu Jianghai said in admiration, "I hate writing the most. I don't know what to write every time. You are really good at reading."
This sentence touched Lu Wei's sore spot, and she couldn't help but think that she would have to go to the State Administration of Foreign Exchange to discuss her visa with the immigration officer tomorrow morning. She fell into silence.
Yu Jianghai knew what she wanted to ask. Seeing that she was silent, he deliberately said: "There is no problem with the paper. I will send it to the other party tomorrow. You have worked hard today, so go to bed early. Good night."
Hearing that the other party was about to hang up the phone, Lu Wei blurted out: "Wait a minute..."
"Is there anything else?" Yu Jianghai was also good at pretending to be confused. He wanted Lu Wei to ask him for help.
"I..." Lu Wei felt that the question was stuck in her throat like a fish bone. She wanted to ask and opened her mouth, but the words could not come out. She felt that her whiskey had been wasted and that it had not exerted any emboldening effect.
Yu Jianghai neither hung up the phone nor urged her. He just waited calmly on the other end of the phone, waiting for her to speak out.
Lu Wei knew that once he opened his mouth, he would say goodbye to his previous moral principles. But if she doesn't fight for this opportunity, she will have no other job opportunities.
But now not only her parents need money, she also needs money to continue her studies.
For her now, she can only choose the lesser of two disadvantages.
"I..." she finally summoned up the courage, "I want to ask...about the exam you mentioned last time."
Seeing Zhang Yingfei's red face and smelling the smell of alcohol on his body, Dong Yiqing's heart suddenly skipped a beat. She leaned on the workstation and faced Zhang Yingfei nervously. Her hands kept groping on the table behind her, thinking Have something to hold on to.
"Mr. Zhang, why are you still coming to the company at such a late hour?" Dong Yiqing saw that he just smiled and said nothing. Some people quickly took the initiative to say, "Did you forget any documents? I'll ask other colleagues to help you find them. ?”
Dong Yiqing knew that Zhang Yingfei rarely came to the company, so he had no idea if anyone in the company was working overtime at this time. She said this because she wanted to tell the other party that she could now call outsiders and that she was not alone in the company.
But Zhang Yingfei turned a deaf ear to her words. He walked out of the workstation next to him with a smile, digging into the inner pocket of his jacket as he walked. Just when Dong Yiqing was stunned, he suddenly took out a big red envelope from his inner pocket, held it in his hand, and walked to Dong Yiqing with a few steps.
Dong Yiqing felt that the hairs on her hair were standing on end, and she realized that her position was very disadvantageous. She couldn't help feeling a little regretful. She should have gone out just now, but now she was blocked in the cubicle by Zhang Yingfei, and it was difficult to get out even if she wanted to.
"Here, this is a gift for you," Zhang Yingfei walked up to Dong Yiqing, smiled drunkenly and forced the red envelope into her hand, "a reward for you."
The red envelopes are heavy when weighed, and they look like a lot.
The moment Dong Yiqing received the red envelope, Zhang Yingfei suddenly held Dong Yiqing's hand holding the red envelope with both hands, and at the same time pressed his face against it.
Dong Yiqing was startled and quickly dodged to the side.
Zhang Yingfei chuckled and got closer.
"Are you referring to being a gunman?" Yu Jianghai deliberately pronounced the word "gunner" very strongly, as if he wanted to deliberately ridicule Lu Wei.
Lu Wei felt that these two words were being struck like a whip. She wanted to dodge but had nowhere to hide.
"Yes..." Her voice was inaudible.
"When I told you this morning, there were still quotas, but now..." Yu Jianghai paused deliberately, "It has been given to others."
"No more? So soon?" Lu Wei doubted Yu Jianghai's words, but did not dare to express it too bluntly, "But it hasn't been a few hours?"
"It's true that it hasn't been more than a few hours," Yu Jianghai sneered, "but your paper has been finished."
Lu Wei was choked to death by the other party. Nothing to say. She sighed in her heart, it seemed that some things were destined.
Just when she was about to hang up the phone without tears, Yu Jianghai suddenly threw her a life-saving straw: "There will be an entrance exam at another university in Lower Saxony at nine o'clock this Friday morning, but the money is not enough." Duo, are you interested?"
"Yes." Lu Wei responded hurriedly for fear of missing another opportunity, "How much is it approximately?"
"It's less than 5,000 marks. I'll tell you after I understand the details."
"Okay. Thank you." Lu Wei whispered.
When the two talked on the phone, Yu Jianghai didn't mention a word about the joint election, and Lu Wei didn't mention it again. Both of them acted as if the matter didn't exist at all.
Just when Dong Yiqing gritted her teeth and was about to push Zhang Yingfei away and run away, Zhang Yingfei suddenly froze.
Before she could react, Zhang Yingfei suddenly pointed at the contract on the table behind her and asked, "Where did you get this contract from?"
Dong Yiqing was startled, not expecting that he would suddenly ask this. She quickly stacked the contracts together with her hands and replied hesitantly: "I want to learn how to read contracts. I'm afraid I'll encounter Louis' contract again."
This last sentence was like a slap in the mouth to Zhang Yingfei, and his face became increasingly ugly.
"Are you making fun of me?" Zhang Yingfei suddenly changed his face, and the smell of alcohol and saliva sprayed onto Dong Yiqing's face.
Dong Yiqing hurriedly turned her face and said, "Mr. Zhang, I'm sorry, that's not what I meant."
"Then what do you mean?" Zhang Yingfei asked fiercely, grabbing Dong Yiqing's shoulders with both hands. Dong Yiqing felt two plier-like hands grabbing her shoulders painfully.
"Mr. Fang!" Dong Yiqing wanted to get rid of his hand, but was unable to do so, so she could only shout.
Zhang Yingfei was stunned, unconsciously let go of his hand, and asked with a gloomy face: "What did you say?"
"It's Mr. Fang," Dong Yiqing said softly, rubbing her sore shoulders, "Let me study the previous contract carefully and see how to sign the contract... is the right way. I really didn't make fun of you. idea.”
"Is that so?" Zhang Yingfei's eyes showed great suspicion and hostility. He grabbed Dong Yiqing's shoulders again, "Why didn't she tell me about this?"
Without allowing Dong Yiqing to reply, Zhang Yingfei suddenly hugged Dong Yiqing. At the same time, a low and proud voice immediately sounded in her ears: "Let me tell you now what is the correct way to sign a contract."
