As soon as Lu Wei approached, the German aunt turned around. Seeing Lu Wei and the manual in her hand, the aunt immediately burst into a smile and asked kindly: "Want to learn to draw?"
"No, I..." Lu Wei asked hesitantly in a low voice, "I want to ask if you want... a still life model?" Her voice was like a mosquito flying, as if she was asking herself rather than anyone else.
The German aunt looked her up and down carefully and said: "Other people are in charge of the modeling. If you are interested, I can take you there now."
Lu Wei nodded slightly: "Please take me there."
"Come with me," she said cheerfully.
Auntie took Lu Wei through the exhibition hall to an office at the end of the corridor and knocked lightly on the door.
Lu Wei looked up and saw a line of bold words written on the sign hanging by the door: Dr. Fang Ke.
"Please come in." An old male voice came from the door.
The German aunt pursed her lips and signaled Lu Wei to go in, then turned around and left slowly.
Lu Wei hesitated for a moment, then reached out and pushed the door open.
"Hell?" Dong Yiqing saw that it was an unfamiliar mobile phone number and quickly asked in German, "Is this Mr. Stein?"
"Hello. We are plk insurance company." The last time the person called Dong Yiqing was a female voice, but this time it was a male voice.
Dong Yiqing was stunned, and immediately realized that the other party was going to talk about her insurance premium, and hurriedly explained: "You are talking about my account balance, right? I'm at the bank now, and I can handle this matter today. "
"Ms. Dong, today is the 29th. If your account balance is not enough tomorrow, we can only suspend your insurance contract with extreme regret."
"It will definitely be done today, it will definitely be done." Dong Yiqing originally planned to transfer the money as soon as she returned to Hannover on the day she was rejected for the interview. But unexpectedly, she met Stein on the train, and by accident, she returned to Frankfurt. As she got busy with many things, she completely forgot about the fact that her bank account balance was insufficient and she could not afford to pay the premium next month.
"Then please handle it as soon as possible. Thank you." The other party hung up the phone politely.
Dong Yiqing hurriedly called Zhang Yingfang. On the one hand, she wanted to take leave and go to the bank to transfer money to another bank account. On the other hand, she also wanted to ask how Stein's contract was signed in the end.
But no one answered Zhang Yingfang’s cell phone. After Dong Yiqing exchanged a few words with Sister Ping, she put on her coat and went straight to the bank ATM outside the convention and exhibition center.
Dong Qiangqiang went directly to the supermarket after class and purchased some food and wine before returning home.
Tong Lele compiled a comprehensive collection of materials. After reading it several times, he gradually became more confident about the matter. While preparing the bait for the next day, he began to try to recite it.
By the time the bait is almost ready, the materials have been memorized.
Dong Qiangqiang set up the pot, carefully put the pig food into the pot, added seasonings and water according to the recipe he found before, and added vodka and dark beer in proportion. Having learned the lesson from the first time, he added enough seasoning this time.
While looking at the pot, he read other people's sharing and precautions on the German hunting forum. At the same time, he was still drawing sketches on paper, wondering how he could catch these "running banknotes."
"Haha, what smells so good?" The drunkard brother pushed open the kitchen door and got in like a loach.
Dong Qiangqiang did not dare to say that what he made was bait, and said vaguely: "Try making a new dish and improve the food."
The drunkard brother saw a few vodka bottles on the table at a glance, and his eyes suddenly lit up, just like a poor man sees a treasure, and a man in the desert sees an oasis.
"Are you starting to drink this now? Expert." The drunkard brother picked up the wine bottle on the table. Seeing that it was an empty bottle, he picked up another one. It turned out that it was still an empty bottle. He looked at it in disbelief. Looking at the empty wine bottles on the countertop and under the table, he asked in surprise, "Did you drink all this?"
"Well, I drank a little." Dong Qiangqiang deliberately teased him.
"Awesome." The drunkard brother praised and sniffed his nose vigorously. When he saw the pot that was blowing steam, he tilted his head and asked, "Is this the food you promised to treat me to last time?"
"No." Dong Qiangqiang said and stood up.
As he spoke, the drunkard brother walked up to the pot in two steps, lifted the lid of the pot, and the aroma of wine and meat came to his face. The drunkard brother trembled and asked: "Is there also wine in this?"
Seeing that the other party saw through it, Dong Qiangqiang was embarrassed to lie again, so he nodded and said: "Add a little more seasoning."
"Give me a taste, I haven't had lunch yet." In fact, he had just gotten up, not only lunch, but also breakfast.
The drunkard brother picked up a bowl from an unknown owner from the nearby bowl rack. Before Dong Qiangqiang could stop him, a large spoonful of vegetable and meatball soup filled the bowl.
"It's so hot!" The drunkard brother almost threw the bowl out and quickly put it on the table. He licked his tongue, saliva dripping down, and looked up at Dong Qiangqiang with a smile on his face, "It looks really good. Thank you, Dong."
"You can't eat this." Dong Qiangqiang quickly pulled the bowl from his front to his own, and at the same time spread his fingers to cover the bowl.
The drunkard's smile gradually stiffened and his brows wrinkled.
Yu Jianghai put on his overalls and stood in front of a dirty single locomotive, carrying a bucket and a large wooden brush that was taller than him. His job was to clean the locomotives that had just been replaced.
He held a cigarette in his mouth, put the wooden brush in the bucket and rinsed it vigorously, then raised the wooden brush and vigorously wiped the front of the car. There were a lot of bird droppings and some flying insect carcasses on the front of the train. The droppings had dried and it was difficult to wipe them away.
Although the sun at the end of May is much gentler than the sun in July and August, and not so poisonous, it shines brightly on his face. It didn't take long for Yu Jianghai to feel dizzy. He couldn't help but regret not wearing a sun hat and sunglasses. Sunglasses out.
He unbuttoned a few more shirt buttons in his overalls, and at the same time took a swig of water. The cold water rushed down his throat and into his stomach, and he felt much cooler in an instant.
Just when he stood up the wooden brush again and prepared to wipe away the annoying bird droppings, a person suddenly appeared from behind the locomotive. Yu Jianghai immediately noticed someone behind him with his peripheral vision. He quickly turned his head and saw another person. Two men were coming towards him from the other side of him.
The three of them got closer and closer, forming a triangle, surrounding Yu Jianghai in the middle.
Yu Jianghai looked at the three silent strangers warily, and tightened his grip on the wooden brush in his hand.
