"Just be content," Dong Qiangqiang said teasingly. "If Mueller hadn't lost his mind and leaked the truth in court, we probably wouldn't have gotten a penny. Think about it, if we were really sentenced to imprisonment and beatings (Mueller Le), let alone getting money, it is possible to be sentenced to several years. If you get money, it will be a happy ending."
"Short-sighted." Lei Lanting sneered at Dong Qiangqiang's attitude, "Such a small amount of money makes you grateful to the Germans? We originally found this money. If the grandson (Mueller) hadn't gone back on his word, would we still have to file a lawsuit? If you want me to say..."
"Okay, stop talking." Tong Lele stopped the two of them from arguing angrily, "Where are we going now? The tax bureau?"
"Then, I won't go with you." Lei Lanting pointed in the direction of the city, "A labor agency in the city called me just now. I have to go there."
"What about tax filing?" Tong Lele looked at Lei Lanting.
"That's it, Lele," Lei Lanting chuckled, "After you receive the transfer in the afternoon, don't worry about paying taxes. Aren't there still foreign currencies such as Danish kroner and Norwegian kroner? First, convert all the money you receive into marks. , and then transfer it to me and the old director in three equal parts, and we can file the taxes separately."
"That's no problem. I'll tell you as soon as I receive the money." Tong Lele responded.
"Okay. Then I'm leaving. Just let me know how much tax you have to pay. We'll meet in the city center at 12 noon and I'll give you the medicine." After Lei Lanting finished speaking, he waved his hand towards the other side. Walk to a station.
"Let's go, I'll accompany you to the tax bureau. I happen to have other things I want to ask the people there." Dong Qiangqiang was already thinking about his company's tax payment.
Shang Cambridge had just entered the teaching building of the Department of Economics. Before he could enter the classroom, he heard someone behind him shouting: "Shang Cambridge."
When he turned around, he saw Li Junfeng walking towards him from the vending machine in the distance.
"Oh, morning." Shang Cambridge didn't expect to meet Li Junfeng in school. He was a little surprised, but his face didn't show any surprise. He just said without words, "What a coincidence? You're here too?" class?"
"Me? No, I don't study economics, I study physics." Li Junfeng looked at the many students walking around him, tilted his head and gestured, "Let's chat."
Shang Cambridge followed him to a corner where there were few people: "Tell me. What's the matter?"
"Actually, it's nothing. I just want to thank you and get back the money from last night. It doesn't need to be much, let's take half for each of us, 1,800 marks is enough."
Yu Jianghai said last night that he lost 3,000 marks, and half of it should be 1,500 marks. Li Junfeng thought that Shang Cambridge took the initiative to give him a few extra banknotes last night, so he reported more.
"What did you say?" Shang Cambridge showed a surprised expression and asked, "What money?"
Li Junfeng was stunned, in disbelief at Shang Cambridge's question, and thought he heard wrongly.
"I don't understand what you are talking about?" Shang Cambridge spread his hands and shrugged, "Sorry, I have to go to class soon, excuse me."
After Shang Cambridge finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave. Li Junfeng grabbed his arm and said, "Wait a minute."
Shang Cambridge calmly looked at Li Junfeng's hand holding his, then looked up at the top of his head behind Li Junfeng, and said calmly: "This is a university. There are many cameras above your head. If you mess up, you know what the consequences will be. .”
Li Junfeng did not expect that Shang Cambridge would turn against him. He suppressed his anger and let go of the other party's arm, but his tone was still harsh: "The money you got from Yu Jianghai last night is half for each of us."
"I don't understand what you are talking about? What Yu Jianghai? What money? What on earth are you talking about?" Shang Cambridge looked innocent.
Only then did Li Junfeng 100% confirm that the other party had really changed his face.
"I'll say it one last time: give me my money, otherwise..." Li Junfeng's expression became ferocious, and his tone also sounded threatening.
"I have never taken any money from Yu Jianghai," Shang Cambridge looked at Li Junfeng with a smile, "You must have mistaken the wrong person. I am going to class now. If you pester me again, I will call the university security Already." Shang Cambridge pointed to the campus security patrolling in the distance.
Many universities in Germany have a small number of security personnel in their teaching buildings, mainly to maintain campus security and conduct nighttime security patrols.
Li Junfeng said nothing, looking at Shang Cambridge coldly, feeling as if he had eaten a fly, oh no, I should say a handful of flies.
"Goodbye." Shang Cambridge walked towards the classroom without looking back.
Yu Jianghai appeared in the train yard administrator's office neatly dressed, but he did not see the fat man. The person who assigned him the work instead was a middle-aged German man with a serious face and gray hair.
Although Fatty didn't come, it seemed that what Fatty had promised him had been completed. A dark-skinned, tall black man will work with Yu Jianghai as his partner.
Yu Jianghai was very satisfied with this arrangement. He did not expect that he would have an extra black bodyguard. He couldn't help but feel a little annoyed: he shouldn't have rushed to give the "big gift" to the short man last night, otherwise there would be a good show to watch today.
"His name is Mephisto. From today on, you will lead him and guide his work." The middle-aged man ordered, "We will have an assessment on you on Friday."
Yu Jianghai thought he heard wrongly: "There are still assessments for cleaning employees?"
"Whether it's part-time or full-time, as long as you're getting paid, you're a part of the company, and you'll naturally have to accept the company's assessment."
Yu Jianghai was speechless. Just as he was about to walk out of the office, a middle-aged man suddenly called him from behind: "Yu."
Yu Jianghai turned his head impatiently: "Is there anything else?"
"Look at the notice on the wall." The middle-aged man pointed at the notice board on the office wall and said.
Yu Jianghai walked to the notice board in confusion, looked at the only piece of A4 paper hanging on the notice board and read silently: "Due to the company's business adjustment, starting from June 16, all the company's existing cleaning work will be transferred to the subsidiary. Responsible, the relevant personnel's labor contracts need to be re-signed with the subsidiary. The company reserves the right of final interpretation of this adjustment."
"What...what do you mean?" Yu Jianghai turned around and asked, "I need to sign a new labor contract with your subsidiary?"
"That's right." The middle-aged man said expressionlessly, "In two days, the subsidiary will send someone over to re-sign the contract with everyone."
Walking out of the office, Yu Jianghai had a vague premonition: Why didn't the fat man talk about re-signing the contract last week?
(Special thanks for this chapter: Yun Ya Qi, a clan member of the Zhao family, and Jin Wan Liang 2019 for their recommendation votes)
