"Why did you hang up the phone just now? I haven't finished speaking yet." Lei Lanting complained, "What, Luke said something today: He is also cooperating with other pig catchers. We are not the only one. He catches pigs."
"Other pig catchers?" Dong Qiangqiang didn't expect this to happen. "Then what does he mean? He demands that we cannot cooperate with other pig farms and can only work for him?"
"That's not true," Lei Lanting hurriedly denied, "He just said it would be first come, first served, and he would buy it from whoever caught it."
"Well, then let's catch them both together. Anyway, the price is the same on both sides, so whoever sells it will sell." Dong Qiangqiang breathed a sigh of relief.
"Do you think," Lei Lanting asked in a consulting tone, "do you think it's possible for us to raise the price?"
"Raise the price?" Dong Qiangqiang felt puzzled, "Didn't he accept the price you just quoted him this afternoon? Why did you suddenly raise the price?"
"It means raising the prices on both sides, such as 2,000 marks for ordinary pigs." Lei Lanting said hesitantly, "I just saw the news, and it said that the price of pork in Germany has been rising rapidly recently."
"I'm afraid it won't be easy." Dong Qiangqiang advised, "We have already made a verbal agreement with them, and it is best to have a contractual spirit. Otherwise, if they do not accept the new offer, we will have nothing in the basket. Who can sell the pig? ? It would be better for you not to have such dangerous thoughts."
Although Lei Lanting disagreed with Dong Qiangqiang's words, he did not refute him. He just said angrily: "I just had this idea. Let's discuss it with you first. Don't worry, the price I negotiated with Luke is the same as Fleisher's. ,Unchanged."
"We have just started, so we shouldn't be too anxious. It's better to have a solid foundation first before we start." Dong Qiangqiang was afraid that Lei Lanting would be obsessed with money, so he worriedly told him, "We haven't even recorded the first income yet. Don’t be anxious anymore.”
"I understand, I understand. How are you asking about starting a company?" Lei Lanting didn't like what he heard and immediately changed the focus of Dong Qiangqiang's attention. "Is there any chance?" He was really worried that Dong Qiangqiang wouldn't be able to get that much money at once.
"I have to ask again tomorrow afternoon. The situation is not optimistic." Dong Qiangqiang doesn't like to talk about things that haven't been done yet, for fear of giving Lei Lanting too high expectations. He knows that the higher the expectations, the greater the disappointment when they are not met, so it is better to talk less and do more.
"Oh, that's it." Lei Lanting was disappointed with this answer. Although he didn't see the expression on his face, Dong Qiangqiang could imagine his mood at the moment, "Don't be too anxious, so much money can't be spent in a short time." We can raise the funds at the meeting." He reluctantly comforted Dong Qiangqiang.
"Find a time when you don't have classes. Let's go see Luke's forest together and get familiar with the terrain." Dong Qiang changed the topic, "If you are tight on class time, I can go by myself."
"What happened to that AP certificate you mentioned last time? Are you about to apply for it?" Lei Lanting reminded kindly.
"I still don't believe it yet. I plan to call China next week to ask."
Just as Dong Qiangqiang was about to hang up, Lei Lanting suddenly complained: "Old Dong, my dreams these days have been catching and selling pigs and counting money. I really want to make a deal quickly. Otherwise, I can only look at the money but not get it. , It’s really too painful.”
"We are already on the way. You have to have confidence that we will definitely make money." Dong Qiangqiang encouraged.
"Okay," Lei Lanting sighed, "You should also go to bed early. In a few days, we will go explore Luke's forest."
Seeing the old scars and new wounds on Yu Jianghai's face and arms, Li Junfeng gasped unconsciously: "What's wrong with you...?"
"Where are the things?" Yu Jianghai said coldly.
"It's all here," Li Junfeng said as he handed a plastic bag to Yu Jianghai's hand, "the short man's address, and the film taken at noon.".
Yu Jianghai took the bag, glanced inside, turned around and left without saying anything.
"Lao Yu, don't be impulsive!" Li Junfeng shouted worriedly, "Don't do stupid things!"
He was afraid that Yu Jianghai would do something outrageous with the things he gave him, and he couldn't help but regret telling him about finding the short man's address.
But the matter had come to this, and there was no point in regretting it. He could only resign himself to his fate and pray that Yu Jianghai would not be overwhelmed by anger.
Dong Qiangqiang dialed Jin Yuan's mobile phone again, but the number was still canceled. It was obvious that no one was using this number anymore.
Dong Qiangqiang called several other people he knew, and even called Dong Yiqing in Frankfurt, but no one knew Jin Yuan's new mobile phone number.
Jin Yuan seemed to have disappeared from Germany.
Dong Qiangqiang sat back at the dining table, and Artest looked at him nonchalantly: "Can you give me the money now?"
"I have to hear him tell me personally." Dong Qiangqiang politely refused, "But I can't get through his cell phone."
"Why don't you want to give me his money? It's not your money." Artest's tone suddenly changed, as if he was accusing Dong Qiangqiang of being obsessed with money and trying to take Jin Yuan's money for himself. .
Dong Qiangqiang couldn't help but become suspicious: he was cautious from the beginning and never admitted that Jin Yuan had put money with him. Why would Artest insist that what Jin Yuancun had was definitely money? Why does he seem to know everything? Could it be that he was really sent by Jin Yuan? But if it was really Jin Yuan who sent him, why didn't Jin Yuan even send a greeting, an email, or a text message?
"He did put a box here," Dong Qiangqiang was not irritated by the other party's provocation. He said carefully, "but I don't know what's in it. However, no matter what he put, Jin Yuan didn't hear it with his own ears. I will not hand over the box to anyone before the voice of someone else. The so-called loyalty to others. You don’t understand such a simple truth, do you?”
Artest chuckled lightly, raised his eyebrows, cracked the corners of his mouth, and said viciously: "So you're not going to drink the toast?"
Seeing the other party's fierce appearance, Dong Qiangqiang felt relieved: it seemed that the other party was really a liar. Fortunately, I didn't mention money just now. He then thought again, is what Artai said about Jin Yuan true before? Or did he deliberately make it up to deceive himself?
Seeing that Dong Qiangqiang was silent, Artai put his hand on the table and stood up slowly. Those originally bright eyes shot out two venomous lights, locking firmly on Dong Qiangqiang's eyes like poisonous snakes.
Dong Qiangqiang chewed the fries and stared back at him without fear.
"My family was very poor when I was a kid," Artai suddenly softened his tone. "I had to help my neighbor herd sheep every day, but there were wolves where the sheep were herded. He didn't have a dog, and the sheep liked to run around, so every day there would be one less sheep. . Until one day, my neighbor told me that if there was one less sheep, not only would I not be paid, but he would also claim compensation from my parents. From that day on, I promised my neighbor that I would never lose another sheep in the future. I had a sheep. Do you know what I did? I caught a wolf, skinned it and hung it on a tree. From then on, the wolf rarely wanted to take advantage of my sheep. This is called suffering. A person’s trust is a matter of loyalty to others.”
Artest gently put something on the dining table, turned around and strode out of the fast food restaurant.
A table knife lay quietly on the dining table, glowing with silver.
