Dong Qiangqiang knew Tong Lele's temper and knew that she was really angry. She must have known what he meant, but people tend to listen to other people's opinions when they're angry. Dong Qiangqiang simply let her be happy and let her go.
Chinese medicine teaches that if there is no pain, there will be no pain, but if there is pain, there will be no pain. This principle not only talks about the principle of physical pain, but also includes emotions.
Tong Lele complained angrily for ten minutes, Dong Qiangqiang complimented her from time to time, and Tong Lele's depression slowly dissipated.
"Some people may borrow money to extend their visas. For example, when I first came here, I still had a lot of money in my account, so I was not challenged when I changed my student visa." Dong Qiangqiang naturally thought of what Dong Yiqing had said to himself, "But I I heard that when applying for a visa extension in Hannover, the State Administration of Foreign Exchange has strict requirements on the amount of deposits in student accounts.”
"I have borrowed everything I can from these people, but some people really are not. If you say that they have to work and delay their studies in order to survive, I can understand it, but many people I know neither work nor go to school during the day. Either sleep in, or stay in the house and play computer games, then go to the bar to drink and brag and chat at night, spending the money given by their parents to spend the day and night, and some people even go... to your house..." Tong Lele stopped talking, But the meaning is very straightforward.
Dong Qiangqiang grabbed the handle of her words and pretended to be angry: "Hey, please explain clearly, what does 'your home' mean?"
"Just go to the red light district." Tong Lele said straightforwardly, "Let me tell you, don't look at some people who look like five or six people during the day. In fact, they are sanctimonious and very perverted at heart. I know a few such people. "
"Don't blame me," Dong Qiangqiang pretended to be dissatisfied, "Aren't you knocking over a whole bunch of people with one stroke? I live in the red light district. According to you, I am also a pervert?"
"As for you, you told us where you lived as soon as you came up. You didn't hide it. It doesn't look like it, but people should never be judged by their appearance. We need to continue to observe." Under Dong Qiangqiang's guidance, Tong Lele's mood improved a lot. His tone also became more relaxed, "But the person next to you can't say it well."
Dong Qiangqiang thought and blurted out: "You mean, Lao Lei has been there too?"
Realizing that she had made a mistake, Tong Lele quickly changed the subject: "No more, I will start class later."
Dong Qiangqiang understood and immediately changed his mind: "Are you free tonight? The three of us will find a restaurant to have a drink, brag and chat, and I'll treat you."
Tong Lele asked curiously: "Why are you treating me so well?"
Dong Qiangqiang deliberately teased her: "Let's celebrate that we picked up the money box."
Tong Lele knew that he was deliberately trying to keep things secret, and said: "Then tell me the time and place after you have decided on it, and I will see if the time is convenient."
A few steps out of the bank, Dong Qiangqiang was thinking about where to go for dinner to celebrate in the evening when he received another call from Lei Lanting.
"Hey, old Dong, it's not good." Lei Lanting's tone sounded exactly like Tong Lele's tone just now.
"Well, let me guess, did someone hear about you picking up the cash box and ask you to borrow money?" Dong Qiangqiang deliberately teased him.
"Hey, how did you know?" Lei Lanting was startled and immediately realized, "Did someone also borrow it from you?"
"That's not true." Dong Qiangqiang didn't want to talk about Tong Lele's troubles, "I've also heard that rumor."
"Ahem, you said this was a big deal and it annoys me to death."
"Haha, you are already a rich man, why bother?" Dong Qiangqiang joked.
"You rich guy," Lei Lanting couldn't help complaining, "I just finished the exam and turned on my phone. I received eight calls at once, and all of them came from their grandmothers to borrow money from me. These people are not familiar with me. I won’t lend you a penny.”
Dong Qiangqiang had just finished listening to Tong Lele's complaints and didn't want to listen to the repeater again, so he interrupted: "Well, are you free tonight? I'll treat you and Lele to dinner."
"Hey, this is the first good news I heard today." Lei Lanting's tone relaxed and he asked tentatively, "Did Fleischer pay?"
"Yes, so I want to discuss the next step with you, and give you the money you paid for catching the pig."
"Okay, I have to go." Lei Lanting said, rubbing his hands, "What time? Where will we meet?"
"I've ordered a text message for you, remember to check your phone."
"Okay. Let's have dinner early that night." Lei Lanting said excitedly, "Thankfully you said it early, so I saved a meal at noon."
Fujino and Zhang Yingfei sat face to face in the tavern.
Zhang Yingfei held the wine glass with a sad look on his face, looking humbly at Fujino who was just drinking and not talking, feeling uneasy.
Seeing Fujino finish the bottle in the blink of an eye without speaking, he couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Fujino, what do you think I should do next?"
Fujino didn't seem to hear what he said, and just drank and ate by himself with an expressionless expression.
The small plate of fried tempura was devoured in the blink of an eye.
Seeing that Fujino ignored him, Zhang Yingfei had no choice but to drink the wine in one gulp in embarrassment.
As soon as he put down his glass, he heard Fujino cursed in a low voice across from him: "Trash!"
Although this sentence was cursed in Japanese, it was one of the few Japanese words that Zhang Yingfei could understand. He was stunned: "Mr. Fujino, you..."
Fujino raised his head, his two thick eyebrows pointing diagonally at his temples. The two deep nasolabial folds seemed to have been carved beside his mouth with a knife: "Such a good hand, but in the end I only got an acting general manager. You Aren’t you ashamed?”
Zhang Yingfei's Adam's apple moved for a while, and large beads of sweat seeped out of his scalp and slowly slid down his cheeks. He bit the bullet and explained: "Mr. Fujino, you know, it is not enough for her to sign the agreement. It must be signed by all shareholders before it can take effect."
"So you mean to blame me for not helping you get the signatures of your father and your brothers?" Fujino slammed his chopsticks on the table, causing the Japanese side dishes on the table to fall off the plates. fell on the table.
"No, no, no, that's not what I meant." Zhang Yingfei hurriedly waved his hands in denial, "I really tried my best. It's just my father..."
"You couldn't seize such a good opportunity. You really let me down." Fujino shook his head and picked up the chopsticks again.
Fujino's words gave Zhang Yingfei a vague premonition, and he hurriedly asked: "Do you think there are any other remedial measures?"
"Whether it can be remedied does not depend on my methods, but on your determination."
"I am determined. I want to be the real person. I don't want to be a puppet." Zhang Yingfei quickly expressed his stance.
"Okay, I trust you again. But you have to give me your company's supplier and customer lists. I will tell you how to remedy the situation after I get the list." Fujino took a sip of wine.
"This..." Zhang Yingfei hesitated after hearing this.
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