When Dong Qiangqiang rushed to the flea market on Bismarck Street after learning how to drive, Duanmu was moving the items he planned to sell from the car of his German classmate to the ground. Duanmu was immediately happy when he saw Dong Qiangqiang, a strong laborer, arriving as promised.
He spent 10 marks to apply for a stall permit at the flea market management office, and then moved the items piece by piece with Dong Qiangqiang to his own stall.
"I can just look at the stalls myself." Duanmu waved his hand, "Go and look around and see if there is anything you need. If you find something good, please call me."
Dong Qiangqiang moved a stool and sat next to Duanmu: "I actually want to talk to you about your internship company..."
Before Dong Qiangqiang finished speaking, someone came up to ask Duanmu how much he planned to sell the short cabinet. Duanmu quickly stood up to answer.
Seeing this, Dong Qiangqiang was embarrassed to hinder Duanmu, so he could only get up and walk out.
He remembered that the last time he came to this flea market was not long after he arrived in Germany. It seemed like two months passed in the blink of an eye.
Just as Duanmu predicted, there were obviously more Chinese students selling things in the market this time than in May. However, compared with other foreigners who happily dealt with second-hand goods, the mood of Chinese students generally seemed not high. Some are as heavy as water, while others are indifferent. Dong Qiangqiang was interested in some old items, but in the end he failed to make a deal due to various reasons.
In a corner, he once again saw the German uncle who was selling record players when he visited the market for the first time. The old man's record player was still at the same price, and no one cared about it, but there was an extra layer of dust on the cover.
He was wandering around aimlessly, and unexpectedly came across a German seller selling a limited edition of Lego. Dong Qiangqiang picked an unopened box with a large number of bricks and threw it into the bag.
After finally meeting a normal Chinese boy, Dong Qiangqiang happily spent 200 marks to buy a Chinese advanced mathematics book, a 90% new basketball, a pair of dumbbells, and a desktop computer with a large monitor. Although I already have a laptop at home, the screen is too small after all. Reading articles or checking stocks will be more convenient with a monitor.
By buying a computer, Dong Qiangqiang chatted with the seller for a while. I know that he came here through an agency and spent a lot of money on language classes, but the results were not good. I have attended several German classes, some taught German in German, and some taught German in English, but in the end I failed in the exam. In the end, the Immigration Bureau refused to extend his visa because he had not provided convincing proof of language proficiency within two years, and he had no choice but to return home.
Dong Qiangqiang borrowed a small trailer from him and took the computer and other things to Duanmu's stall. As he walked past a corner stall, he seemed to see something out of the corner of his eye.
He turned around and saw that in the booth diagonally behind him, a boy was spitting and trying hard to sell his TV to a German.
He recognized this boy at a glance as the boy who was thrown to the ground by Wang Shunan that night. He quickly turned his head and pulled the trailer and walked quickly towards Duanmu's stall.
It had only been about thirty minutes since Dong Qiangqiang left, and more than half of Duanmu's furniture had been sold. When Dong Qiangqiang pulled the trailer into the stall, he was counting the banknotes with a smile.
"Today was very smooth. I walked most of the way, and I got rid of the rest in a while." Duanmu lowered his head and glanced at Dong Qiangqiang's trailer. His eyes were immediately attracted by the Lego box placed on the car, and he grabbed it as soon as he reached out. He stood up and said in surprise, "Hey, a limited edition of a 1998 Porsche? How much did you pay for it?"
"It's not much money." Dong Qiangqiang looked at the direction he came from and said, "I give this to you to celebrate your finding an internship."
Duanmu was so happy that his mouth turned into a gourd, and he stared at the box with delight. "Then I don't want your things in vain. I'll treat you to dinner tonight as a way of thanking you for helping me through the crisis last time. I've sold out more than half of the 100,000 marks of stock, which is a small profit. I still have the remaining stocks. Options depend on luck.”
"I just saw that boy that day." Dong Qiangqiang whispered.
"Which boy?" Duanmu only had Lego in his eyes.
"He's the accomplice of the money robber we arrested that night."
Seeing Duanmu's expression of "I don't know what you are talking about", Dong Qiangqiang suddenly realized that Duanmu had never seen that boy that day.
"Lend me your baseball cap." Dong Qiangqiang had an idea in his mind.
He put a baseball cap on his head and deliberately pushed the brim down.
"I'm going out for a moment." Before Dong Qiangqiang finished speaking, he had already strode out.
Dong Qiangqiang mingled in the crowd and slowly approached the stall where he saw the boy just now. What he was thinking was that maybe Artest with earrings was also nearby.
He saw the boy standing in the stall collecting items.
Just as he was about to get closer and observe whether Artest was nearby, he suddenly heard a woman's angry scolding not far behind him.
"Chen Dahu, let me go!"
"I won't!" a man said angrily, "Why don't you answer my call?"
"How many times have I told you? We have broken up." The woman shouted loudly, "Is it interesting for you to be so entangled?"
The two voices sounded familiar. Dong Qiangqiang unconsciously turned his head and looked back. Behind a remote stall, he saw a man and a woman standing face to face. The man was still holding the woman's arm, as if he was afraid that the other party would run away.
He looked carefully for a few seconds and recognized the man as Wu Xiaoxi's ex-boyfriend Chen Dahu, and the woman sounded like Chen Dahu's ex-girlfriend.
"I spent this...so much money for you, you can't just...treat me like this just because my visa expires." Chen Dahu stuttered anxiously.
"Chen Dahu, it's meaningless for you to say that." The woman put her hands on her hips and asked loudly, "You spend money on me? Isn't that all of your own free will?"
"Yes, I did it voluntarily." Chen Dahu nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "Then you can't break up just because you want to break up, right? Do you still have a conscience?"
"Then what are you going to do? Do you want me to go back to the country with you?" The woman sneered and curled her lips, "Then have I read all these years in vain?"
"It's okay if I don't go back to China. I, I can stay with you." Chen Dahu said emotionally, "I'll cook for you every day and go shopping with you. These are all fine. I don't have to play games anymore."
"Chen Dahu!" The woman waved her arms and made a cross in the air, "We! Broke up!"
"You can't do this to me..." Chen Dahu cried and grabbed the woman's arm, "I love you so much..."
The woman dodged Chen Dahu in disgust. Chen Dahu slipped and fell to the ground. The woman took the opportunity to run away.
Looking at the crying Chen Dahu, Dong Qiangqiang had mixed feelings for a while.
But he suddenly remembered his own affairs and turned around hurriedly, but there was no one in the stall.
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