I saw the man and the people next to him talking and laughing as they walked to a vending machine, chatting and choosing drinks.
Li Junfeng stood up subconsciously, grabbed a beauty magazine on the coffee table next to him, pretended to flip through it, and slowly walked to the vending machine, standing next to those people, looking like It's like waiting in line to buy something.
When those people saw the stranger approaching, they immediately stopped talking and laughing. One of them looked at Li Junfeng up and down, as if he suspected that he was eavesdropping on their conversation.
Li Junfeng could feel the other person's gaze from the corner of his eye. He pretended to flip through the magazine and swayed his body from time to time, looking very casual.
A few people stopped chatting, quickly finished their shopping, and filed towards the sofa in the rest area. One of them even glared at Li Junfeng.
Li Junfeng gave the man a fake smile and started picking on the machine in a serious manner. His hands were pressing randomly on the machine, but his heart was beating fast. After observing it closely, he confirmed that he had seen it correctly.
He took out a bottle of Mirinda from under the machine and glanced at the sofa area while drinking. After confirming again, he quickly walked to the smoking area outside the factory.
There was only a tough-looking German girl puffing away in the smoking area. Li Junfeng looked at his watch, hesitated for a moment and then called Yu Jianghai's cell phone.
It took a long time before Yu Jianghai's hoarse and unhappy voice appeared on the phone: "Do you fucking know what time it is?"
"I just saw a person in the factory," Li Junfeng whispered, "You would never expect it."
"Put it out quickly." Yu Jianghai was woken up in the middle of the night, feeling very unhappy and on the verge of rage.
"It's the guy who was with the short guy at noon and in the afternoon," Li Junfeng heard that Yu Jianghai's words were wrong and said quickly, "Well, the one with less beard."
Yu Jianghai was silent on the phone for a long time, and Li Junfeng heard the long ringtone of work coming from the factory.
"I have to go back quickly, I'm going to work soon." Li Junfeng asked worriedly what he was most worried about, "You didn't do anything stupid at night, right?"
"Are you sure you saw it correctly?" Yu Jianghai ignored his question, "Isn't it because you were dazzled at night?"
"Ahem, I'm not a grown-up. How could I be dazzled while working the night shift?" Li Junfeng said firmly, "I must have read it right. I even listened to what he said. It was the same as what I heard on the bus in the afternoon."
"I know." Yu Jianghai hung up the phone but couldn't fall asleep. Li Junfeng's call came as a surprise to him. He thought that his beating was just a random incident, but now it seems that things are not simple.
The jobs that Yu Jianghai introduced to Li Junfeng were not found in most agencies, but were run by agencies run by Eastern European men. Most of the workers in the factory are also recruited from Eastern European men. If it's not someone the Eastern European man knows, it's someone introduced by Yu Jianghai, and there won't be a third party.
If Li Junfeng could see the person who hit him, that means the Eastern European man also knew this person. So is it possible for Eastern European men to meet short people?
Thinking about it this way, the short man's face didn't seem to be German. He looked like he was of mixed race or someone from Eastern Europe.
Could it be that the Eastern European man ordered the short man to hit him?
Thinking of this, Yu Jianghai couldn't help but feel lucky that he didn't attack the short man's residence rashly at night and almost alerted the snake. It seems that we really need to plan carefully and recruit a few helpers, otherwise we will always face the opponent alone and we will suffer big losses sooner or later. From this point of view, maybe Li Junfeng is not a bad choice for him.
When he thought that he had not attacked the short man at night, Yu Jianghai naturally thought of Lu Wei again. If it hadn't been for that phone call she made, maybe I would have done something stupid.
Yu Jianghai's sleepiness disappeared. He gently sat up from the bed, put on his clothes, sat at the table, and turned on the computer. The notebook emitted a dazzling white light. Yu Jianghai clicked the mouse skillfully a few times and entered. to your own online mailbox.
The first of several unread emails was sent by Lu Wei. The title of the email was "Thesis Outline and Overview."
Yu Jianghai lit a cigarette for himself and started reading ten lines at a time while smoking.
Lu Wei's big class started at 9:30, and she rushed outside the classroom early. After buying herself a cup of coffee and a croissant, she sat outside the classroom and read the printed handouts. Suddenly, a phone number she had never seen before popped up on her phone.
She answered carefully: "gten en! (Good morning in German)"
"Good morning! Ms. Lu, this is Dr. Fang Ke." On the other end of the phone, a vibrant baritone voice said loudly, "It's like this. There is a sketching class at the art academy at two o'clock this afternoon, but the previously scheduled model suddenly fell ill. It’s very serious, so I want to ask you if you have time to come over this afternoon?”
Lu Wei didn't expect that he would be a model so soon. He was immediately at a loss and asked stammering: "Today, this afternoon?"
"Yes, I'm sorry, this is a temporary decision. We just found out about it."
"Yes, but I have to work at night, and the time may be..." Although she signed a contract with the other party, Lu Wei was not mentally prepared to be a still life model at all. Suddenly she heard that the other party wanted her to go in the afternoon, and she hurriedly She instinctively refused, but she was afraid that the other party would think she had too many things to do, so she could only hastily find a lame excuse.
"Working at night? Oh, that's no problem. Our sketching class starts at two o'clock. It's only an hour and a half and will end soon. It won't affect your evening schedule. How about it?" Fang Ke's explanation sounded very reasonable. But this did not dispel Lu Wei's negative and boredom towards this job at all.
"I'm sorry, I have a very important exam tomorrow and I need to prepare carefully." This time Lu Wei told the truth. She was indeed going to another city tomorrow.
"Oh, that's it. That's a pity. I thought we could cooperate today. Well, it seems we can only talk about it next time." Fang Ke ended the awkward conversation wisely, "I wish you the best tomorrow The exam went well."
Hearing that the other party accepted her rejection, Lu Wei breathed a sigh of relief, but felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. She seemed to have made up her mind and said with assurance: "I will definitely be able to do it next week, I promise .”
"Haha, goodbye." Fang Ke smiled and hung up the phone.
Holding the handouts and looking at the bright sunshine outside the window, Lu Wei felt nervous and uneasy thinking about taking the exam tomorrow and becoming a model next week. Could this be the life of studying abroad that she had dreamed of before? No, not at all.
The life she imagined studying abroad should be like: attending classes on a regular basis, discussing the study content over coffee with classmates from different countries after class, cooking one or two exquisite side dishes for herself in the evening, and then going to watch a movie or go shopping. Go to a concert or opera or watch an art exhibition on the weekend to strengthen your spiritual civilization. During the holidays, you can travel to surrounding countries such as France, the Netherlands, Belgium and other tourist and shopping destinations. This is studying abroad.
But since she arrived in Germany, not to mention traveling to other European countries and attending concerts on weekends, she didn’t even have time for her favorite shopping before going abroad. She just read books or worked part-time every day, in the perfume shop in the school dormitory, and at three o’clock and one line , over and over again.
The ideal is plump, but the reality is not even skinny.
Lu Wei felt desperate for the first time.
