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"Where?" Duanmu's opening line has remained unchanged for thousands of years. "I will cross Hannover in 15 minutes. (The train) will stop for 5 minutes. I have something to tell you."

Dong Qiangqiang didn't know the specific date of Duanmu's return to Germany before, but he wasn't too surprised when he suddenly received the call. The walk from "Big Ox Bones" to the train station only takes ten minutes at most, which is more than enough time. "Okay. How many cars do you have?"

"See you at the end of carriage 7. Don't be late." Duanmu hung up the phone neatly without saying much.

Dong Qiangqiang returned to the dinner table and found a high-sounding reason to say goodbye to everyone. No one present except Lao Bai knew what kind of situation he was facing at this time.

Watching Dong Qiangqiang with a forced smile on his face disappearing step by step from the door of the restaurant, Lao Bai felt mixed emotions in his heart. On the one hand, he really wanted to recruit Dong Qiangqiang to achieve a career and repay him for saving his life. But on the other hand, Sergeira is like the sword of Damocles hanging high above Dong Qiangqiang's head, and there is no telling when it will fall. If he insists on recruiting Dong Qiangqiang to join the gang, there is no guarantee that he will not get into trouble. In fact, training drivers is no longer just an idea. Ding Haifeng has even helped him find prospective customers. This matter accounts for a huge proportion of the several things he wants to implement when he comes back this time. But just now in the men's room, for the smooth development of the new business and the future happiness of him and Tong Lele, Lao Bai did not tell everything. He clearly felt his hesitation and shrinkage when inviting Dong Qiangqiang, the kind of kindness in the face of The insincerity and selfishness hidden in his relationship with his friends made Lao Bai feel strong guilt.

He suddenly despised himself and drank the wine in one gulp.

Tong Lele immediately caught Lao Bai's emotional fluctuations. Amidst the laughter of everyone, she approached Lao Bai as if nothing had happened and lowered her voice: "Did you tell him?"

Lao Bai blinked and finally answered the question.

"What did he say?" Tong Lele smiled lightly.

"He said congratulations to us and wanted to give us a big gift." Although he was talking about good things, Lao Bai's expression did not improve because of the good things.

Tong Lele smiled with rosy cheeks: "Where's the training?"

“He’s got a hundred backs.”

"How do you support the law?" Tong Lele asked, "Money or people?"

Lao Bai didn't want to explain Dong Qiangqiang's incident to Tong Lele in front of everyone, so he changed the topic lightly: "He has been busy applying for college recently, and his mind is not here. I will find time to talk to him in detail later."

"Oh, he hasn't received the university notice yet?" Tong Lele felt strange, "Can't it? Didn't he get excellent grades? Didn't he get all of them? Didn't he apply for East German University as a guarantee?"

"It's true that he didn't even get a single cent." Seeing that Tong Lele was successfully led astray by him, Lao Bai shook his head with satisfaction, "If he studied something special, like Chinese language and literature, then he would definitely He had received the admission notice a long time ago, but he decided to study economics. Everyone knows that finance, economics, and psychology are all restricted majors in Germany. Restricted majors in well-known German universities only recruit young students worldwide. There are dozens of people. Although his preparatory score is high, he may not have an advantage among all applicants, not to mention that nine out of ten Chinese students coming from China want to study finance and economics. In a word, Applying to a German university is a blessing and a blessing.”

"No wonder he looks bad to me..." Tong Lele sighed softly and said no more.

"He himself knows that if he really doesn't apply for college and doesn't want to go back to China in despair, then he has to work here to make money. In the end, he still has to find a job after graduation. Different paths lead to the same goal."

"You can say that after graduation. He has only been here for a year and he will definitely not be reconciled without getting a diploma." Tong Lele thought that she had a good idea of ​​Dong Qiangqiang's thoughts at this time.

Lao Bai smiled silently and did not refute, but what he was thinking in his heart was that maybe even Dong Qiangqiang himself didn't know what the next step would be this time.

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Having been in Germany for more than a year, Dong Qiangqiang has long been accustomed to the German high-speed train being sometimes on time and sometimes late. But he was very lucky today. After waiting for less than five minutes, the ICE high-speed train came out like a giant beast with a fierce wind. He roared into the train station.

After the train came to a stop, the doors of all the carriages opened almost at the same time. Although the platform was bustling with people, everyone getting on and off the train was in order, like the hands on a clock.

The moment Duanmu walked out of the carriage, the two of them noticed each other at the same time.

His whole body was much bloated than when he left Germany. His head and face seemed to be a bit bigger. His cheeks were bulging and the flesh was hanging on his cheeks. He looked very decadent. He was completely different from the high-spirited person he was when he last saw Dong Qiangqiang. .

Dong Qiangqiang was surprised.

Duanmu tilted his head at him and motioned for him to go to the smoking area not far away.

The pale light from the incandescent lamp hanging from the ceiling of the platform fell on Duanmu's expressionless face, which looked quite strange. I saw that he didn't say a word, but skillfully took out the fireworks from his pocket and lit them for himself. Then he exhaled a puff of smoke skillfully like an old smoker, and then stared at the slowly rising white smoke as it gradually dissipated.

"When did you start smoking?" Dong Qiangqiang remembered that Duanmu only loved snacks before going to the United States and had no habit of smoking. He probably picked it up during this business trip.

Duanmu stared blankly at the smoke, as if he didn't even hear what Dong Qiangqiang was saying. Dong Qiangqiang had to ask again, but he was still unaware.

Most of the cigarette in his hand was quickly gone, and he put out the rest directly into the ashtray without feeling any distress, and then quickly lit another one for himself.

German cigarettes generally cost 6-8 euros per pack, which is about 60-80 yuan in RMB. If you buy it in China, it is almost the same level as Soft China, which is not cheap.

Dong Qiangqiang also smoked, and Duanmu's waste made him realize that the other party was under great pressure.

"Take it easy," Dong Qiangqiang advised, "Smoking is harmful to your health."

"He transferred the money." Duanmu finally spoke.

Dong Qiangqiang heard a thunderous sound in his head, and his heart sank at the same time.

Before he could ask, Duanmu continued: "The company account has an extra 6 million (European). I asked Anderson. 500 is from Sergey, and the other 100 is from him."

Firstly, Dong Qiangqiang did not expect that the other party would move so quickly, and secondly, he did not expect that the amount would be so large.

A flurry of female announcer's voice suddenly came from the loudspeaker above the two of them. Other smokers put out their cigarettes and walked to the carriage. Duanmu looked at the crowd: "Anderson said that the gambling agreement he signed with us was cancelled, and then Will sign a new one.”

"Cancel the bet? Sign a new agreement?"

"I haven't seen the content of the new agreement, but Anderson said that he has sent the old betting agreement in his hand to our company. As long as we destroy the documents, the betting with him will be equivalent to never existing. , at least it’s not a bad thing.”

The amount of information conveyed by Duanmu was so large and dense that Dong Qiangqiang didn't know which one he should digest first.

"Then did he tell you what Sergeyla asked us to do?" Dong Qiangqiang finally found the melon he wanted to eat from the pile of vines.

"He said let's keep things as they are."

"Maintain the status quo?" Dong Qiangqiang doubted instinctively, "So simple? No conditions attached?"

While the two were talking, the train conductor came to stand next to the train compartment door, looking at the watch on his wrist and blowing the whistle. The only few passengers on the platform at this time also began to quickly move closer to the compartment door.

Duanmu slammed the second cigarette to the ground, stamped it out, and then walked towards the car.

The conversation was not over yet, so Dong Qiangqiang could only follow him quickly. "Duanmu, what are your next plans?"

Under Dong Qiangqiang's gaze, Duanmu got on the car without saying a word, and then the flight attendant returned to the car door. The automatic door slowly closed. Through the glass on the door, Dong Qiangqiang saw a face of disappointment and unwillingness.

With a long blast, the train started again.

"Neither of us can leave Germany!" Duanmu shouted at Dong Qiangqiang through the car door.

But Dong Qiangqiang could only see the other person's open mouth through the car door, but could not hear a word the other person said.

"What did you say?" Dong Qiangqiang hurriedly took out his mobile phone and shook it against the car glass while walking quickly along with the train. "You use this to say it."

Duanmu smiled bitterly and waved at him, but did not reach for his cell phone.

The train speeded up and Dong Qiangqiang started running.

Dong Qiangqiang didn't receive Duanmu's call until the train became a black spot in his field of vision.

Where to go in the future is the only question in Dong Qiangqiang's mind at this time.

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