"Just now..." Dong Qiangqiang scratched his head, thinking about how to explain what just happened. Tong Lele suddenly put down his cup and stood up. Without even looking at them, he walked straight out of the restaurant.
Seeing that she was unsteady in walking, Dong Qiangqiang instinctively reached out to help her, but was pushed away by her slap.
Dong Qiangqiang stood there awkwardly, and suddenly heard the sound of knives and forks being put on the table from behind, and then he heard Lei Lanting say: "I want to discuss something with you."
Dong Qiangqiang turned around and sat back on the chair. While pouring himself whiskey, he asked, "Tell me."
"I think from today on, I will be responsible for Luke and you will be responsible for Fleischer. All the pigs you catch are yours, and all the pigs I catch are mine. This way you don't have to worry about anything." If it’s divided into four or six, it will save everyone trouble. What do you think?”
Dong Qiangqiang knew very well what it meant to act separately, and he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. He originally planned to add a few ice cubes to the whiskey, but when he heard this, he threw the ice cubes back into the ice bucket.
Generally, when drinking whiskey, some ice cubes are added. Whiskey without ice will be very spicy. Dong Qiangqiang had never drank like this before. After drinking, he felt a spicy taste burning down his throat and straight into his stomach, and a burning and sour feeling suddenly emerged in his heart.
"You mean we each do our own thing? Have we broken up?" Dong Qiangqiang put the wine glass on the table, wiped his mouth, looked straight at Lei Lanting and asked, "Do you think that you are divided between four and six?" Did you suffer a loss?"
Dong Qiangqiang's eyes were full of anger and dissatisfaction. Lei Lanting avoided his gaze and took the initiative to fill him up with another glass: "Absolutely not. You misunderstood. I thought there were two of us, and now there is actually no risk in catching pigs. It's better for us to each take charge of it. This is the most efficient and everyone can earn more." Lei Lanting said while observing Dong Qiangqiang's face, "Of course, I can prepare the bait and equipment myself, and my safety has nothing to do with you. , you don’t have to worry about any of this. But I need to use your company to complete the transaction. But don’t worry, I will definitely not use yours in vain. You tell me how much I should pay each time, and I will never counter-offer."
Dong Qiangqiang was a little angry just now, but now he suddenly felt sad. It seems that the problem still lies in the four or six points.
After several pig-catching operations, he also considered whether he could complete the task alone, especially after he thought of a better way, but he still did not give up teaming up with Lei Lanting.
He is not a person who cannot give up profits, but he thinks that the principle of dividing accounts he proposes is still very fair. But he didn't expect Lei Lanting's appetite to be so big.
Lei Lanting just saw that it was easy to do, but before Dong Qiangqiang did this, there was no one among the Chinese students in Hanover who did this.
For business models, going from 0 to 1 is the most difficult, because you have to create something out of nothing, and going from 1 to 2 is just copying.
So everyone’s first pot of gold is the most difficult, but after making the first 5 million, the second 5 million will be relatively easy.
Dong Qiangqiang sighed. It seems that what his ancestors said is true: if we use benefits to make friends, we will break up if the benefits are exhausted. But they only just saw the profit, and they dispersed before the profit was exhausted.
Dong Qiangqiang never likes to force others to make things difficult, especially when it comes to money. After taking a few swigs of wine, he made his decision.
Seeing Dong Qiangqiang's uncertain expression, Lei Lanting said nothing more and just drank. After finishing the two steaks he ordered, he also finished Tong Lele's untouched steak.
"Okay, I'll do as you say." Dong Qiangqiang raised his glass and looked at Lei Lanting through the whiskey in the glass. Lei Lanting's face became twisted and hideous under the reflection of the light and shadow of the wine glass.
Lei Lanting did not expect that Dong Qiangqiang would agree to his request so readily without even paying back the price, so he couldn't help but be overjoyed. He was afraid that Dong Qiangqiang would go back on his word, so he hurriedly expressed his stance: "In order to express my gratitude, I am willing to pay an additional 400 marks per pig to the company after paying the normal taxes every time. This will be regarded as my contribution to the company."
Dong Qiangqiang was about to refuse, but then he thought again, why don't you have money? He raised his glass and said coldly: "Then I wish Mr. Lei a good start and success!"
"Everyone is doing this to each other!" Seeing that Dong Qiangqiang was willing to accept the money, Lei Lanting knew that the matter was not going away. He couldn't help but smile. He swiped his hand on the table and said boldly, "Then tonight's meal is mine, I'll do it..."
"No need." Dong Qiangqiang rejected his kindness, "I said I'd like to, and I keep my word."
Lei Lanting recognized the voice of his words, smiled awkwardly, and immediately raised his arms: "Waiter, some more bottles of whiskey, give me American wine..."
Seeing Lei Lanting drinking from one cup to the other, and the heartfelt smile on his red face, Dong Qiangqiang couldn't help but feel melancholy and confused: a good celebration meal ended unhappy, and in the end it turned into a break-up meal. Does the problem all come from yourself? Are you too obsessed with money?
Because the nursing home is in the suburbs, Dong Qiangqiang got on the No. 76 bus before 8 o'clock on Thursday morning.
The bus circled around the city a few times and stopped at a bus stop next to a church. As soon as the door opened, Dong Qiangqiang saw Tong Lele getting on the bus with the crowd.
Tong Lele's face didn't look good and she looked listless. She wondered if it was because she didn't sleep well last night.
Dong Qiangqiang saw Tong Lele glance in the direction where he was sitting, and quickly raised his hand to say hello, but Tong Lele didn't seem to see him. There were obviously a lot of empty seats in the back compartment, but Tong Lele stopped walking forward. Instead, she stood in the middle of the compartment, turned around, and turned her face toward the window.
Dong Qiangqiang didn't know what happened, so he could only put down his raised arm in embarrassment.
The No. 76 bus soon reached the end. After getting off the bus, Tong Lele carried her bag and walked slowly towards No. 37 Freiburg Street. Dong Qiangqiang knew that she did not want to talk to him, so he did not step forward to greet him, but kept his distance. Follow her.
The two arrived at their destination one after another: Greencastle Nursing Home.
The German buildings in Dong Qiangqiang's impression seemed to be mostly regular buildings or traditional Gothic buildings, but when he stood in front of the main entrance of the nursing home, he was surprised.
The nursing home is composed of many hexagonal white buildings. Each white building has round or fan-shaped windows of varying numbers and sizes on the six sides, and also has independent exits.
Some hexagonal white buildings are connected with other hexagonal white buildings, while some hexagonal white buildings are stand-alone. There are corridors, open spaces and courtyards between the white buildings. The courtyards are planted with some green plants that Dong Qiangqiang cannot name, and there are benches and some fitness equipment for the elderly in the open spaces.
Dong Qiangqiang looked around and found that there were rows of solar panel arrays on the roof of each white building. It seemed that the power supply system of the nursing home was still supported by solar energy.
Dong Qiangqiang was observing when he saw Tong Lele in front of him suddenly turned around and said to him: "It's almost 9 o'clock, let's go in first."
"But Lei Lanting hasn't arrived yet, why don't we wait for him..."
"No need to wait." After Tong Lele said that, she turned and walked towards the main entrance of the nursing home.
Dong Qiangqiang had no choice but to follow Tong Lele and walked in.
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