172. Artest
Germans rarely install air conditioners in offices or homes. On the one hand, the German climate belongs to the type of transition from temperate marine climate to temperate continental climate. Even in summer, the weather rarely has high temperatures above 30 degrees.
It is also because of the Germans' environmental awareness that they do not like the impact of air conditioning on the natural environment.
There is naturally no air conditioner in the fat man's office, only an old-fashioned electric fan. But he often stops automatically when he turns. He needs to touch it with his hand to continue waving his head.
The fat man sat on the chair, holding a locomotive maintenance manual to swear at himself in annoyance. On the chair opposite him, Yu Jianghai, who was as heavy as water.
The fat man diligently poured a cup of hot water for Yu Jianghai and handed it to him, but Yu Jianghai didn't even look at him. The fat man could only put the water on the table in embarrassment.
"We can't blame us for this." The fat man held it in for a long time before he could put it in a sentence, and then he lost the following.
"I thought you were going to talk about compensation, but it seemed that I misunderstood." Yu Jianghai stood up and was about to leave.
"Wait a minute." The person who went outside for lunch had not come back yet. The fat man carefully locked the door and put down the blinds.
Yu Jianghai looked at his movements calmly.
"How much do you want?" the fat man wiped his sweat and asked straight to the point.
Yu Jianghai glanced at him and asked back, "How much do you want to pay?"
The fat man swallowed, looked out the window and stretched out a palm at Yu Jianghai: "500."
Yu Jianghai shook his head: "You don't want to talk." He was about to leave again.
"Don't leave." The fat man gritted his teeth and stretched out his two palms, "1000 mark. You don't tell anyone about this. Everything ends here."
"What if I get beaten again tomorrow?" Yu Jianghai was a little moved by the price.
"You don't need it this week, come again next week. When I come next week, I will hire someone to work with you, and I will guarantee that this will not happen again."
Yu Jianghai pondered for a moment and said tentatively: "1500 mark."
The fat man was shocked and blurted out: "This is too exaggerated. I definitely can't decide. It's definitely not possible."
"Then how much can you decide?" Yu Jianghai heard the keywords keenly.
"Maximum 1,200 marks." The fat man lowered his head, "I will ask for instructions if I exceed this number..."
"1200 marks are OK," Yu Jianghai thought for a while, "but I have a condition, and I must find the people who work with me."
"This is definitely not possible. What if the person you are looking for cannot protect you and you are beaten again? We must be looking for someone. I'll find someone who is tall and powerful, and even those people will not dare to hit you again.
.” The fat man regretted it in his heart while saying that he felt that he had invited Yu Jianghai as if he had hired an ancestor, but he had just signed a long-term contract with him and could not fire him immediately. He couldn't help but complain.
"If you give me money today and find an excuse to go back tomorrow. Wouldn't I be beaten in vain?" Yu Jianghai stopped pestering the matter of hiring people and instead asked a new question.
The fat man opened the drawer and counted out a pile of money to put it on the table: "This is 1,200 marks. If there is no problem, please write me a guarantee letter to ensure that this matter ends here. I will also write you a guarantee letter to ensure that there is no more requests.
You will no longer take back the 1200 documents."
When Yu Jianghai walked out of the door with the money and guarantee letter, he took a special look at the fat man. The fat man's body was already wet, as if he had just been fished out of the water.
As soon as Yu Jianghai walked out of the door, he started calling Li Junfeng.
"Since you have decided to take Luke's order, I'll go to him to talk about the details now. It depends on you when starting a company." Lei Lanting looked at Dong Qiangqiang with confidence, "I'll wait for your good news."
Dong Qiangqiang nodded solemnly, and the two broke up at the station.
When Dong Qiangqiang arrived at the consultation agency, it was already 17:31. The bald man was packing his bag and it seemed that he was about to get off work.
"Please wait," Dong Qiangqiang shouted hurriedly, "I want to ask a few more questions about starting a company."
The bald man didn't seem to remember who Dong Qiangqiang was, and declined: "I'm off work, please come tomorrow."
"Please, just a few words." Dong Qiangqiang begged.
The bald man glanced at the watch: "Okay, what's your problem?"
"I want to open a one-person company, and I have my own address and office space, but I'm in a hurry. Is there any way to speed up the application progress?" Dong Qiangqiang breathed evenly, "It's best to be around a week."
The bald man pondered for a moment: "Take a company that has transferred by someone else, without any business or is very simple, and it will be much shorter to go through the transfer procedures than to register a new company normally, but this kind of transfer company is not common.
Yes, need to wait."
"If you can help me find such a company that others want to change hands within three days, I can give you a reward of 200 marks as a thank you." Dong Qiangqiang knew that the best way to motivate others to do things for themselves is to reward them with material rewards.
Method, now he is racing against time and does not want to waste too much time waiting.
"Well, if that's the case, I can try it. You can come again tomorrow afternoon. Now I'm going to get off work."
McDonald's at the train station is crowded with people, and it seems that Germans also like to eat this American fast food.
Dong Qiangqiang ordered a Giant Package casually, found a corner where no one was, and waited for Atai while eating.
His eyes kept patrolling the faces of people entering and leaving the store, but none of them looked like a fellow countryman.
Time passed by minute by minute, and it was about to 19:30, and Atai had not appeared yet.
"Lingling" and Dong Qiangqiang's cell phone rang.
Dong Qiangqiang thought it was A Tai who beat him, so he quickly picked it up: "A Tai?"
"Hmm? What Artai? I'm Lao Lei." A familiar voice came from the phone, "I've talked to Luke. He wanted to bargain, but I told him that Fleisher had already made a deal at this price.
Then, it would be difficult to deal with the price cut, so he would not hold on." Lei Lanting said proudly, "And there is good news. We have both been to his free-range forest. Just before you catch the wild boar.
It was really a coincidence next to that wild boar forest.”
"Okay, did he say what pig he was going to buy?" Dong Qiangqiang asked with concern, "Wild pig or wild boar?"
"He said he lost more pigs than Fleisher, and there were about a dozen in front and behind."
"So much?" Dong Qiangqiang was shocked.
"And most of the ones he lost were breeding pigs, so he was very anxious. I hope we can start helping him catch them as soon as possible." Lei Lanting paused, "but he also mentioned another thing."
"What's the matter?" Dong Qiangqiang had just finished asking, and suddenly a figure flashed in front of him, and a young man with a dark face sat in front of him.
Lei Lanting on the phone was still talking to himself, but Dong Qiangqiang didn't listen to a word.
Chapter completed!