Because of the call from the Foreign Affairs Office, Dong Qiangqiang could only end his driving practice early and rush to Lu Wei's student dormitory at No. 24 Jasmine Street.
When he arrived at the second floor of the student dormitory, two men and one woman were already standing in front of Lu Wei's No. 208 dormitory. The three of them looked to be in their forties and above, and they all seemed to be Germans.
Seeing Dong Qiangqiang, several people looked at each other, and the middle-aged lady asked expressionlessly: "Are you Dong Qiangqiang?"
"Are you Ms. Julia Summer?" Dong Qiangqiang responded politely.
The other party nodded slightly and indicated that he was the person Dong Qiangqiang was talking about. At the same time, he took out a document from his bag and handed it to Dong Qiangqiang: "According to the relevant system of the university, we want to take back the student dormitory rented by Ms. Lu Wei. This is the relevant document, please take a look. .These two are Mr. Fischer and Mr. Stephen from the dormitory management office. They are responsible for cleaning the room. If there is no problem, we will start right away."
When Dong Qiangqiang took the document, Fischer had already opened the door of Lu Wei's dormitory, while Stephen quickly opened a few cardboard boxes and placed them at the door. Julia stood at the door with her hands on her hips, looking intently at the workers. Two people.
There was almost no conversation between the three people, and the room was very dull. There were only the sounds of moving and moving things when packing, and the sounds of footsteps walking back and forth.
Just when Dong Qiangqiang returned the document to Julia, he suddenly found that the corridor that was empty just now was filled with many people, both men and women, both Chinese and foreign. Their faces were all full of curiosity. And doubtful, Dong Qiangqiang heard Chinese whispers coming from the crowd.
"Hey, do you know? I heard that she was caught by the police as a gunman, or she was taken away directly from the examination room." A fat girl wearing thick glasses said to another tall, thin girl with freckles. .
The tall and lanky girl immediately refuted her: "You are wrong. I heard that she was arrested on the university campus, and both the person and the stolen goods were taken..."
"Really?" The fat girl adjusted her glasses and looked surprised, "Is it so thrilling?"
"Well, my classmate from Osna saw it with his own eyes. It is said that there was a fight between the two sides..." the tall and lanky girl said while looking into the dormitory door on tiptoes.
Dong Qiangqiang walked out of the room angrily, casually held the dormitory door open, and then waved away the onlookers outside the door: "Stop looking, they are all gone."
Seeing that they were not having fun, everyone reluctantly went back to their homes, and the corridor instantly became much emptier.
But there were still a few "enthusiastic people" hanging around the door.
Dong Qiangqiang scanned the faces of these people with his eyes. Just as he was about to turn around and enter the room, he suddenly heard someone behind him ask: "Hey, buddy, what happened to Lu Wei?"
Dong Qiangqiang turned around and saw a thin boy with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks and a medium build looking around at the crack in the door. He asked angrily: "Who are you?"
"I am her classmate." The boy said as he moved towards the dormitory door, as if he wanted to take a closer look.
Dong Qiangqiang took a step across and stood in front of the door, looking down at him with a sinking face.
Seeing this, the thin boy raised his head resentfully, glared at Dong Qiangqiang with disdain, and muttered disdainfully: "Stingy."
Dong Qiangqiang glared at him coldly, turned around and went back to the house.
It only took about fifteen minutes for Fischer and Stephen to put all Lu Wei's belongings into five large cardboard boxes and push the cardboard boxes out the door.
"These are Ms. Lu Wei's personal belongings. Please return these things to her later. In addition, please sign this form to prove that you received it." Julia handed a form to Dong Qiangqiang .
"But I can't take away so many things at once." Dong Qiangqiang said, chewing on his teeth after signing.
"These boxes can be temporarily placed in the warehouse on the basement floor of the dormitory, but you must clear them out before 12 noon next Monday. If you haven't removed (these boxes) by the expiration date, we will handle them ourselves."
Dong Qiangqiang thought to himself: I didn't expect that the Germans were still in a hurry.
"We will refund her dormitory deposit to her bank account. Please sign these forms." Julia handed Dong Qiangqiang another stack of forms, "They are all in duplicate."
Dong Qiangqiang signed a total of 8 forms, and Stephen and Fischer took advantage of this time to move all the cardboard boxes to the basement of the dormitory.
"Thank you for your cooperation. If you have any questions, you can come to the Foreign Affairs Office for consultation." Julia put away all the forms and disappeared at the end of the corridor.
"Have you seen enough?" Dong Qiangqiang suddenly shouted.
It turned out that after he entered the house, the people watching the excitement outside the door still did not leave, and were still loyally guarding the door of Lu Wei's dormitory.
After Julia and others left, Dong Qiangqiang finally couldn't help but explode.
"Hey, this corridor doesn't belong to your house, do you care about it?" The boy with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks stared provocatively into Dong Qiangqiang's eyes, "I can be wherever I like."
Dong Qiangqiang was choked to death. He couldn't think of anything to say in reply, so he could only walk downstairs gloomily.
Seeing that Dong Qiangqiang was about to leave, a few people who stayed to watch the excitement followed him.
Hearing footsteps behind him, Dong Qiangqiang immediately turned his head. These people immediately acted as if nothing had happened, standing or leaning against the corridor wall, as if they had not seen Dong Qiangqiang at all.
Walking out of the corridor door, Dong Qiangqiang glanced at the public broom standing upright by the door. He picked up the broom and inserted the broom stick into the two door handles. As he walked down the stairs, he heard a dull banging sound on the door behind him.
Dong Qiangqiang moved a large cardboard box out of the basement and staggered towards the station. Just as he was about to ask Duanmu to help him move it, Duanmu called.
"Hey, Old Dong, it's gone up." Duanmu's excited voice came from the receiver.
"What's going up?" Dong Qiangqiang didn't react for a moment.
"What else could it be? Of course it's the public." Duanmu said happily, "The financial report for the first half of the year is out, and it's a lot of good news. Just now (the stock price) soared to 85 marks, so I quickly sold out a batch. By the way, you Be quick to sell, ETRA (Note: German Exchange Electronic Trading System) closes at 3:30 in the afternoon. If you want to (sell) again, you can only deliver on the trading platform in Frankfurt or Stuttgart, and the handling fee will be higher than that of ETRA Much higher.”
"Besides, I'm not at the computer right now. Are you free later? Help me move something."
"Hey, you still have movers? How much does it cost per hour?" Duanmu said cheerfully, "I must be free."
"It's not a job, help me move, it's free."
"Is it free?" Duanmu let out a long voice in disappointment, "But I still have to continue reading stocks."
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