The week went by in a blink of an eye, and Dong Qiangqiang struggled to read Enron's investment analysis report.
Difficulties are expected, but there is still progress. The first time he read the report, it took him four full days from looking up new words to understanding 60% of the content, which was terrible. By the time I finished reading a report for the second time, the time had been shortened to two days. Adhering to the concept of "reading a book a hundred times, its meaning will become apparent", Dong Qiangqiang read it several times. When you can understand 92% of the content after reading it for the fifth time, it only takes an hour.
Although the first report was obscure and difficult to understand, it gave Dong Qiangqiang a sense of confidence. If you look at this speed, the worst case scenario is that he can only read one article a week. But even so, it took less than half a year to read all the materials Duanmu gave me.
Dong Qiangqiang is not afraid of spending time reading. Anyway, he has a lot of time now.
Early on the weekend, while Dong Qiangqiang was still asleep, he was disturbed by a phone call from Beijing. Since he started reading the second investment report the night before, he didn't go to bed until after 2 a.m. I was woken up by a phone call at 7 o'clock in the morning when I was sleeping soundly. Although I was not angry, I was not conscious.
After listening to Dong's mother nagging for five minutes, Dong Qiangqiang finally figured it out. Dong's father was away on a business trip and there were no pets at home, so Dong's mother was bored at home alone and wanted to talk to her son.
Ever since she got seriously ill in the summer, Dong's mother has become particularly sentimental and often talks in circles.
This time was no exception. Her topic still did not depart from the clichés about Dong Qiangqiang's studies, life, work and love. If it were a few years ago, Dong Qiangqiang would definitely be extremely impatient. But what makes him feel strange is that those words that he once heard chattering turned into a strong local accent the moment he heard it. Not only did it not make people bored, but it also made people feel more friendly.
And Dong Qiangqiang also understood the true meaning of communicating with parents in China without any teacher: report good news but not bad news. He tried his best to pick happy things [00ks] to make Dong’s mother happy: such as how easy it is to study in the preparatory course, what he saw and heard when traveling in Germany, such as attending Lao Bai’s wedding as a best man, such as getting a German driver’s license, etc. wait. But he didn't mention a word about Du Lan. Deep down, he seemed to feel that it was too early to tell his parents about her.
Dong's mother was obviously satisfied with what Dong Qiangqiang reported but was not interested. Unlike his father, who liked to beat around the bush and take a roundabout way when talking, she went straight to the point: "Qiang Qiang, do you have any girls over there that you like? If so, If so, you are old enough. If you like each other, you can go out with others. Don't be alone. People who are too lonely can easily become depressed. I heard that there are a lot of people in Germany who are depressed. It is said that the population with depression accounts for 10% of the population. More than 60% of their total population..."
Dong Qiangqiang didn't know where his mother's data came from, and he didn't dare to question it, so he could only agree with a smile. After going abroad, he suddenly understood that what parents sometimes need is an audience, not a communicator.
Dong's mother was on the phone for more than an hour. Dong Qiangqiang could resist it at first, but later he felt more and more tired than reading an English report. Unable to bear his mother's sadness, he could only lie and say that he would soon be unable to catch up with the bus to work. Then Dong's mother reluctantly put down the phone.
The back of the phone was slightly hot after being on the phone for a long time. Dong Qiangqiang was about to feed some bird food when Lao Bai's calls came one after another.
He proudly told Dong Qiangqiang that things went smoothly with Lao Zhang. He has already found an industrial and commercial agency for him, and Lao Zhang is preparing the corresponding materials these days. As long as the materials are sent to Germany, the only thing left is to hand in the materials and obtain a business license.
After getting down to business, Lao Bai suddenly changed the topic: "Today to next Monday are the last three days of Oktoberfest in Germany. Why don't you come and gain some knowledge?"
Dong Qiangqiang, the famous Oktoberfest, had heard about it even before he learned German.
According to written records, the Oktoberfest can be traced back to 1800 and has a history of more than 200 years. Although it was temporarily suspended due to force majeure during World War I and World War II, Oktoberfest resumed business according to the old standards in the fourth year after the end of World War II.
Every late September to early October, millions of beer lovers flock to the Bavarian capital. Not just from Germany, but from all over Europe. Except for a few countries that have resentment towards Germany, more or less people from Germany’s surrounding countries will attend this beer-filled festival.
People jokingly call Oktoberfest a form of "beer diplomacy."
Dong Qiangqiang has heard and seen a lot of introductions about the Munich Oktoberfest. The last time he led a group in Munich, he even went there for a tour, but the Oktoberfest had not started yet.
Of course Dong Qiangqiang wanted to go, but on the one hand, he still had to go to class, and on the other hand, he still had Enron materials that he had not finished reading, so he could only evade: "My leg injury is almost healed, but I'm afraid I can't drive yet..."
"If you buy a high-speed rail ticket, you can get to Munich in three hours. If you are in Beijing, three hours is the round trip time from the Summer Palace to the China World Trade Center, right?" Lao Bai chuckled, "Besides, it takes a long time to explain your infatuation. No? You can't let a girl rush from a big city to a large rural area to see you, right?"
What Lao Bai said made Dong Qiangqiang feel ashamed. He couldn't help but blame himself. Although Du Lan was his girlfriend, it was the first month of school, he was helping Lei Lanting fulfill the contract, and it was Chen Yu's business, so he really didn't contact her much. Sometimes he even couldn't remember that he had a girlfriend in Munich. And Du Lan seemed to rarely call him to act coquettishly.
"Did... Du Lan complain to you about something?" Dong Qiangqiang hurriedly explained, "Actually, I called her on the day of your wedding."
"You don't need to explain to me, I'm not your girlfriend." Lao Bai teased Dong Qiangqiang quietly, "But when you talk about your girlfriend, you should be romantic from time to time, right? Do you call her regularly? "
"No..." Dong Qiangqiang said with a guilty conscience, "No."
"Then have you ordered flowers or given her small gifts or anything?"
Dong Qiangqiang immediately felt short of breath, as if he was somehow shorter. "No," he said in frustration.
"Look..." Lao Bai didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was self-evident.
Dong Qiangqiang felt that he was sweating a lot.
"I'm going to buy a ticket right now." Dong Qiangqiang admitted his mistake.
"Boys can be taught." Lao Bai praised, clapped his hands.
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