Dong Qiang was sitting on the outdoor seat of an open -air cafe in the city center, while looking at the new bank card in his hand, thinking about what the bank man said when opening an account.

He has been trading in the domestic Shanghai and Shenzhen stocks since 1997. After a few years, he has a little small Cheng Cheng, and he is no stranger to stock transactions, so he is very interested in the words of bank men.

It is just that he doesn't know what the German stock market is. But if he wants to conduct online transactions, you need a laptop computer and a network environment anyway, but there is no place where you live now.

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As soon as he calculated what notebook to buy, he heard a female voice behind him and said, "Dong Qiang?"

He didn't know that Dong Yiqing arrived behind him, and quickly got up and opened the chair beside him: "Are you here?"

Dong Yiqing wore a light green charge series this time, which looked young and lively, but her face was not very good. She took the silk scarf and sat next to Dong Qiang.

"What do you drink?" Dong Qian asked politely.

"No, don't drink anymore." Dong Yiqing looked at no other people around him, lowered his voice, and said seriously when he opened the door and said, "I want you to help you help."

"Well, you say it." Dong Qiang didn't expect her to be so direct.

"I ... want to ... borrow some money with you." Dong Yiqing looked at his eyes.

Dong Qiang was a little surprised in his heart: the two had seen it once, and even her friends couldn't say, nodded, how could she think of borrowing money with herself?

Seeing Dong Qiang silently, Dong Yiqing also seemed to have expected his reaction, like an explanation, and said, "Don't make a mistake, I borrowed money mainly for the signing." She said that the eye circles were a little reddish red.

Then, then

Dong Qiang's skin is thin, and he can't see girls cry in front of themselves, and quickly stops: "Don't cry, say slowly."

Dong Yiqing sighed: "Several materials need to be extended here: the university registration certificate of each semester, long -term personal insurance certificate, rental contract, a certain amount of money in bank accounts.

A 10,000 Mark can be extended for about one year. ""

Dong Qiang heard her finish, knowing that she said it was almost the same as what she knew before, so he tried to ask, "How much do you want to borrow?"

Dong Yiqing looked like a heavy mind, lowered his face down, looking at his toes, as if he didn't hear Dong Qiang's words.

"How much does you need?" Dong looked at her and asked sincerely.

"Well, the more the better." Dong Yiqing looked up, "I know everyone has no money, I ... I ... I can't help it."

Dong Qiang was a little hesitant: Although he was rich at hand, he didn't know the other party's roots and borrowed it. What if he couldn't get back? He didn't know where to find Dong Yiqing.

But looking at her, it is estimated that she has touched a lot of nails, otherwise no one will borrow money with the person who has just seen.

"Then don't you say to ... do you say at home?" Dong Qiang still wanted to know more.

Dong Yiqing smiled bitterly: "My parents suddenly divorced at the beginning of the year. They originally promised to support me a part of each year, but now there is no sudden on both sides. I didn’t work before ... not so much, so ..."

Dong Qiang understood: It turned out to be a young lady, no wonder ...

If he were at home, Dong Qiangqiang would generally have no good feelings toward such girls, but when he went abroad, everyone was Chinese. Although she had her own problems, Dong Qiangqiang couldn't completely let go. But how much is appropriate? In his mind

Thinking about it.

Seeing that Dong Qiangqiang didn't speak, Dong Yiqing understood immediately. She stood up and reached out her hand: "I won't disturb you anymore. I wish you good luck in finding a job!"

Unexpectedly, Dong Yiqing's temper was so fierce. Dong Qiangqiang was stunned for a moment and quickly stood up: "Wait a moment."

Dong Yiqing stared into his eyes intently.

Dong Qiangqiang took out a paper and pen from his bag and handed it to her: "It's okay to borrow money. Is it okay to write an IOU?"

"IOU?" Dong Yiqing blinked, "Of course, no problem."

He didn't know why he was willing to lend money to her. Maybe it was because she was good-looking? Or maybe it was because she looked like his ex-girlfriend in some ways?

Dong Qiangqiang also understood in his heart that the so-called IOU was just a psychological effect. If Dong Yiqing defaulted on repaying the debt in the future, the IOU could not guarantee her repayment with any certainty.

Forget it, just treat it as a good deed, or Jin Yuan never paid me back. Dong Qiangqiang thought to himself.

Dong Yiqing quickly wrote the IOU, but she didn't put pen to paper on the amount. She didn't know how much the other party wanted to lend.

"Just write 4,000 marks." Dong Qiangqiang said softly.

This time it was Dong Yiqing's turn to be surprised. She didn't expect Dong Qiangqiang to be willing to lend her so much. Because of the accident, her writing hand was shaking a little.

"Well, just write it like this." Dong Qiangqiang glanced at the IOU, folded it with satisfaction and put it in the inner pocket of his jacket. As he spoke, he counted out the brand new banknotes from his wallet and handed it to Dong Yiqing.

After Dong Yiqing collected the banknotes, she suddenly remembered something, stretched out her hand and said to Dong Qiangqiang: "Give me the IOU again."

Dong Qiangqiang didn't know what she was going to do, so he joked: "You don't want to tear it apart, do you?"

Although he said this, he still handed her the IOU again.

I saw Dong Yiqing quickly write another sentence in the IOU: The loan period is one year, and the annual interest is 10%. If it is less than one year, it will be calculated as one year. If it is more than one year and less than two years, it will be calculated as two years.

Looking at what she wrote, Dong Qiangqiang smiled and said nothing. Dong Yiqing took out his lipstick again, carefully applied red on his thumb, and then pressed hard on the bottom of his name on the IOU.

"I will pay you back as soon as possible." She stretched out her right hand again, "Thank you for drawing your sword and helping me."

As she spoke, there seemed to be tears in her eyes.

Dong Qiangqiang smiled and stretched out his right hand to hold her hand. This time, he felt that her hand seemed to become warmer.

At 20:30 in the evening, Dong Qiangqiang arrived at the No. 22 station next to the train station on time according to the time required on the card.

Worried that he would be hungry in the second half of the night shift, Dong Qiangqiang used his afternoon time to go to an Asian supermarket and buy pots and pans and a bunch of familiar seasonings for home cooking. He also bought some vegetables and seasonal fruits from the German Aldi supermarket near his home. He

I cooked myself a meat and a vegetable dish, and after taking a few bites, I divided the remaining food into different lunch boxes and prepared it as a midnight snack.

There were several men of different heights, fat and thin standing on the station, all dressed simply, but Dong Qiangqiang did not see any other Chinese. Just as he was looking around, two trumpet blasts suddenly came from behind him.

Dong Qiangqiang looked back and saw a silver-gray minivan parked next to the station. Before he could react, a man wearing a black hat stuck his head out from the driver's seat and waved violently at the people waiting for the bus.

Waved and shouted: "Get in the car quickly!"

Although the light was not very good, Dong Qiangqiang still recognized that the driver was the Eastern European man who introduced him to the job during the day.

The door was suddenly opened. The men lowered their heads, carried their bags, and walked into the car silently. After the door was closed again, the van staggered away from the station like a drunkard.
Chapter completed!