"Wake up!" A rough big hand patted Dong Qian's face twice, Dong Qi was woke up.

"Don't rub it! Hurry up!" Eastern European men pointed out the door with their fingers, and said sharply to Dong Qiang.

Dong Yan glared at him dissatisfied, and walked out of the car with his backpack.

Except for the factory, there was a hint of chills in the air, and Dong Qi couldn't help wrap the clothes.

"Both go with me!" The Eastern European man took a cigarette and led the migrant worker to a factory building on the west side of the migrant work.

Dong Qiang walked while observing this factory: It was a row of rows of blue -top and white walls. He counted a few rows, about seven or eight rows.

There are different sizes of camera. The right hand side of the team, on the open space in front of the factory, neatly parked the seven or eight rows of black medium -sized passenger cars. On one side of the passenger car, there was a row of huge German letters. Dong Qi recognized that the letter was "

The meaning of logistics.

He looked around the plant again and found that at the end of the plant building, it seemed to put a lot of container, because the distance was too far, Dong Qiang did not see very clearly. When he tried to see clearly, the steps under his feet unconsciously unconsciously unconsciously

Slow down.

"Ah!" Dong Qiang felt that his butt was kicked fiercely, and he shouted.

The Eastern European man fell to his cigarette butt in front of him, stretched out his middle and pointed at Dong Qiang's nose: "What do you look at? Are you here to travel?"

Dong Qiang's Huo Teng rushed up. He threw his backpack to the ground, reached out to catch the neck collar of the Eastern European men. Suddenly, his right arm was pulled by a powerful big hand.

The beard of the shirt and the man reached out and grabbed him.

He looks twenty -four -year -old, with thick eyebrows, white skin. Although he is half shorter than Dong Qi, he is very strong. Dong Qi can obviously feel the power of the other party.

"Don't be impulsive." Hou Kou said softly in Chinese.

Dong Qiang stunned: "Chinese?"

Hou Duo nodded, loosened his arm, picked up his backpack from the ground, stuffed it back into Dong Qian's hand, and continued to move forward.

Dong Qing glanced at the Eastern European man fiercely, rubbing his buttocks and followed.

"Damn! These foreigners are disobedient." Dong Qiang heard the anger of the Eastern European men who came from behind.

After a while, a group of people went to the small door of the factory building one after another. The Eastern European men rang the access control on the small door. A German question came from the access control.

Eastern European men gurgled a string of numbers, and the small door opened from it. A tall brown -haired man wearing a helmet took a notepad and walked out.

The Eastern European man quickly greeted him with a smile, and Dong Qian made up subconsciously, and wanted to hear what they were saying.

The brown -haired man counted the number of people, then waved, and the migrant team started one by one to walk to the small door. It turns out that there is a person wearing a helmet in the door. He sent everyone who entered the small door.

Ding helmet and a pair of gloves.

Dong Qiang looked at the small door hard, and did not see any signs of any biscuits. He became more and more doubtful. He walked behind the Eastern European men and pulled his arm and asked, "Is this a biscuit factory?"

"What are you shouting!?" The Eastern European man was frightened by him, while breaking away his arms and scolding: "Do you want to do it?"

Dong Qiang became more and more believed in his doubts. He said loudly: "This is not a biscuit factory!"

When he heard him say that, the Eastern European male was happy, and he sneered: "A person you who have no migrant permission still wants to go to a biscuit factory? It's a joke! Some do it."

Dong Yan gritted his teeth and said, "Do you lie to me?"

Eastern European men pointed at Dong Qiang with their fingers: "If you are willing to do it, you will get out of the time.

Dong Qiang turned angrily, and as soon as he left, he heard a ridicule from behind him: "If you don't follow me, starve you! Who dares to use you in the future!"

I do n’t know when to walk next to Dong Qiang, and whispered: "Why go?"

"This? This is not a biscuit factory." Dong Qian said grieving.

Hou Kou Qi said: "Do you still pick a place to work?"

"Then ... that's not." Dong Qiang was asked by him for a while.

"That's the same. The logistics factories and the biscuits are the same. They are all moving boxes. It's easy here."

"It's easy here?" Dong Qiang was a little incredible, "Have you ever played?"

Hou Luo smiled mysteriously, pulled him in front of the Eastern European men, dragged his corner, and whispered in Chinese: "apologize!"

"What!" Dong Xun looked at the beard's face and asked in surprise, "I apologize?"

"He said I'm sorry!" Hao Kou looked at the Eastern European men with a smile, saying fluent German.

The Eastern European man looked at him suspiciously, looked at Dong Qiang again, and scratched it with his hands, "Do you?"

"This is my cousin, just arrived in Hanover, I didn't understand the situation." Huo said with a smile, and gave a pack of cigarettes to Eastern European men, and then pointed at his head with a finger.

It is not normal to signal Dong Qiang's brain with Eastern European men.

Seeing this scene, Dong Qiang was so angry that he was almost fainted. He was about to ask the beard, and the brown -haired man suddenly shouted. The Eastern European man quickly looked back and said with a smile, then quickly turned around, at the end of

The beard and Dong Qiang waved impatiently: "You are optimistic about him, don't cause me trouble."

Dong Qiang still wanted to say something, and was dragged into the small door by the beard. He didn't wait for him to respond, and he was buckled with a helmet on his head, and there was a pair of hard sailing gloves in his hand.

Although I knew that the beard was good for him, Dong Qiang was still very upset. He hummed the helmet of the hard hat, and asked, "Why do you tell him that I have a problem with him?"

"You are here to work, not to fight." The tone of the beard suddenly became indifferent. "It's an adult, what should you do, what should you do?"

"You ..." Dong Qiang made him speechless.

"I really don't want to do it, you can go out from the gate now, the Germans will definitely not stop you." The beard said, walking forward, I didn't look at Dong Qiang.

Then, then

The tall brown-haired man brought the migrant workers to a huge, below of the long strip-shaped "O" type teleport belt. The conveyor belt looked 3-4 meters high. Every ten meters, the teleportation belt was divided into a slide directly to the ground to the ground.

, The bottom of the slide is full of an empty car. It seems that it is to put something inside and then push away.

The brown -haired man probably talked about the work requirements, and pointed out the position of the toilet and rest area to the migrant workers.

Dong Qiang saw everyone began to prepare in three or three places. He looked around and saw that he was standing at the corner of the other side, and quickly ran towards him.
Chapter completed!