"Of course I won't worry about you, Mr. Fujino." Zhang Yingfei said awkwardly, "I just don't want to act hastily, so as not to alert the enemy."
Fujino said nothing and stared at Zhang Yingfei. Zhang Yingfei was so scared that he quickly raised his head and finished the glass of wine. After putting down the glass, he realized that Fujino was still looking at him with a stern expression, as if he doubted his words.
Zhang Yingfei didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and quickly filled a glass of wine for Fujino.
"If you really think so," Fujino said, taking out a large envelope from under the small dining table and placing it on the table, "you can take a look at this."
"What is this?" Ever since he got the document from Fujino last time and saw Fujino take out something like an envelope, Zhang Yingfei always had a feeling of trepidation.
Fujino pushed the envelope in front of him and filled a glass for him: "The alcohol content of sake is not high, just like drinking water. No matter how much you drink, you won't get drunk."
Zhang Yingfei opened the envelope hesitantly and pulled out a pile of photos and documents from inside. He flipped through it casually, and there were photos of office buildings, some interior photos that looked like company offices, and some photos of business people. Turning over and over, his hand suddenly stopped.
He saw a familiar face in one of the large photos.
Louis.
He was sitting in front of a huge square table, and there was a businessman in a suit and tie sitting next to him. Behind the two of them stood a row of national flags, and it seemed that they were undergoing some kind of signing ceremony.
In the next few photos, there are photos of Louis giving people a tour of the warehouse, Louis speaking on the podium, and several photos of him shaking hands with foreign dignitaries. The Louis in the photo is full of energy, chatting and laughing, and he is completely different from the Louis seen in the booth.
"This is this?" Zhang Yingfei was confused, "Where did you get it?"
"Some people only believe what they see with their eyes or what they want to believe," Fujino pointed at his eyes with his index finger and said slowly, "That's why they are deceived."
"But Zhang Yingfang said he might be..." Zhang Yingfei wiped his sweat and did not say those two words.
"These photos are of Louis' companies in Germany and some other European countries. The address of each company is at the back of the photo. You have enough time to verify this before the shareholders' meeting next week."
"But his company in Luxembourg has nothing. We even canceled the contract and prepared to compensate the other party for liquidated damages."
"The company in Luxembourg is still under renovation. It should be completed before your shareholders meeting next week. Of course, you can also go and see it in person in advance. Luxembourg is not far from Frankfurt anyway." Fujino said lightly.
"But..." Zhang Yingfei wanted to ask again, but Fujino stopped him: "You want to know, 'But why does Zhang Yingfang say he is a liar?'"
Zhang Yingfei nodded in surprise.
"As I said just now," Fujino picked up the wine glass again, "She is very suspicious and she only believes in what she wants to believe. So she is not suitable to be the person in charge of a company."
"Then do you think I'm suitable?" Zhang Yingfei felt confused.
"You are the youngest in your family and should be the most receptive to new management concepts. Regardless of whether you are suitable or not, we have no choice."
"New management concept?" Zhang Yingfei was even more confused, "We?"
Fujino stopped talking and drank one cup after another with a smile. Zhang Yingfei quickly accompanied him and picked up the wine glass. While drinking, he wondered: How did Fujino know about Louis?
"Small dough?" Lei Lanting was confused, "You put three more small steamed buns? Are you afraid they won't be full?"
"Of course not. Do you remember the wine-filled chocolate we had when we were kids?"
"I know. But what does this have to do with dough?" Lei Lanting became more and more confused.
"The three small doughs I put were not solid dough, but dough filled with vodka, which was steamed into the meat filling and the meatballs, similar to a wine-centered chocolate. The pig finished the wine balls and drank the wine soup , Theoretically, it should make you drunk faster. But now I don’t know how effective it will be.”
As Dong Qiangqiang was talking, there was a "ding" sound in his trouser pocket. Just as he was about to read the text message, his cell phone rang suddenly. It turned out to be Dong Yiqing calling.
"Thank you for your money." Dong Yiqing said quickly, "I just transferred the money and interest to your account. Please check."
"So fast?" Dong Qiangqiang really didn't expect Dong Yiqing to be so efficient. He had been prepared not to get the money back for a year. "Is the extension going well?"
"It went very well. By the way, to express my gratitude, I would like to treat you to dinner after I return to Hannover." Dong Yiqing, who has no debt, feels relaxed. At the same time, she is also very grateful to Dong Qiangqiang for his timely help and generosity, "But I Still in Frankfurt now.”
"No problem." Dong Qiangqiang happily accepted the invitation, "We can make an appointment anytime when you come back."
"A girl invites you to dinner again?" Lei Lanting lowered his ears and said enviously, "How come no girl takes the initiative to invite me to dinner? How come all these good things happen to you? Tsk, tut, it's so irritating that people are so different from each other. "
Dong Qiangqiang ignored his sarcasm and checked the text message. It was indeed the account information sent by trb bank. As expected, Dong Yiqing kept her word, and the principal and interest were both in full and in full.
Just as Dong Qiangqiang was wondering where to place the second remaining bait, his cell phone suddenly rang again. This time it was Duan Mu Xinghao calling. As soon as the call was connected, his excited voice came from the receiver: "Hurry up and look at Volkswagen's stock. It's already 66, and I've already sold it all."
Dong Qiangqiang immediately thought of Duan Xinghao's purchase of 50 shares of Volkswagen stock after the last training class, and couldn't help but admire him sincerely: "You are really awesome. You made a lot of money, right? Congratulations."
"Hey, it's small money," Duanmu said with a smile on the other end of the phone, "It's all small money."
"But I bought less, and now I can't make much money from selling it," Dong Qiangqiang said with emotion, "And I'm not at the computer now, so I can't sell it even if I want to."
"That's such a pity." Duanmu said regretfully, "If you had bought it with me last time, you would have earned 500 by now."
Being able to show off the joy of making money to others is the second important need of every stock investor/speculator, and when showing off, you must mention numbers to increase the admiration of the audience.
"It's okay. I'll tell you when I get the chance later. I'm very confident in trading now." Duanmu said with a beaming eyebrow, "By the way, I just called the bank's investment consultant, the same Marcus who gave us a lecture last time. , I want to try options and warrants so that I can hedge the risk of buying stocks."
"Options? Warrants?" Dong Qiangqiang didn't understand the term the other party said, "What are those?"
"Those are financial derivatives. They make money faster. I'll tell you next time we meet. I'll go find out what's going on first. Bye."
Dong Qiangqiang wanted to ask a few more questions, but Duanmu had already hung up the phone quickly.
"Let's hurry up. Why do I feel like the clouds are coming up again?" Lei Lanting frowned, "It's going to rain again, right?"
There are many large lectures in Germany that last for two to three hours at a time without breaks. If students are hungry or thirsty, they can eat and drink in class. If they feel urgent, they can go to the toilet. However, many professors usually Will talk for hours without taking a break.
Lu Wei had just finished a big class and ran out of the classroom in a hurry. She called home while walking towards the station. She was very worried about her father's condition.
But no one answered the phone at home. It seemed that Mother Lu had gone to the hospital again.
