Dong Yiqing was startled by his movements. She instinctively flashed to the side, and glared at the other party fiercely.

Seeing that the sneak attack failed, Zhang Shuo wiped his hands on his pants in disappointment, then took off his sunglasses and looked at Dong Yiqing with a smile: "Why do you always look at you? Compare your girlfriends like ugly people."

Dong Yiqing didn't want to talk to him, so she walked away a few steps away. At this moment, as soon as the door of the Bureau of Foreign Affairs opened, she quickly flashed into the door.

Zhang Shuo curled his lips and followed in.

Dong Qiangqiang stood at the door of the city hall with a sleepy eyes, holding a pile of materials in his hand.

If Lei Lanting hadn't reminded him last night, he would have completely forgotten that he should have registered at the city hall. Fortunately, he has been in Germany less than a week, and it is more than enough time.

The German government stipulates that foreign students studying in Germany must report to the city hall of their city as soon as possible so that the government can understand the local population situation in a timely manner.

The city hall opened at 8 o'clock. Before Dong Qiangqiang woke up, he walked into the city hall dizzyly, pulled a random number on the numbering machine, turned around and cated to a chair to wait for the numbering call.

Dong Yiqing received No. 1. She walked with her license plate and looked at the paper posted on the office door of the visa. Many German institutions are like this: the business leaders are divided according to the applicant's surname.

Dong Yiqing walked to the door of the office with "a-e" sticking on the door, raised her hand and knocked on the door gently. A few seconds later, she heard the voice of a middle-aged woman from the door: "Please come in."

She pushed open the door and saw a expressionless middle-aged German woman sitting behind a wide desk. She had short gray hair, light brown glasses, and a thin face, looking a little old. The navy blue slim long-sleeved shirt highlighted her slim figure, and a golden brooch was pinned by the collar on her chest. She looked down at the materials in her hand, and said without raising her head, "Hello, please sit down."

"Hello. I'll apply for an extension of the visa." Dong Yiqing said as she carefully took out a large cowhide envelope from her bag, then took out the materials from the envelope, and placed them in front of the other party.

The visa officer stretched out his slender arms and picked up Dong Yiqing's materials one by one to check, checking them from time to time with the information in her computer. The office was very quiet and only the sound of clocks on the wall ticking was heard.

As time passed slowly, she finally picked up the last document - Dong Yiqing's bank deposit statement.

"What's going on with this money?" After comparing several bills, the visa officer pointed at the recent deposit record with his hand, and asked, "Why did it suddenly appear here?"

Dong Yiqing's heart skipped a beat: As expected, whatever she is afraid of will come.

"This... was the living expenses brought to me by my parents from China." Dong Yiqing quickly explained.

"I asked someone to bring it here?" She looked suspicious, "Are you alone?"

"No, no, a few classmates, they all happened to be back home to visit relatives." Dong Yiqing added.

"Apart from this money, I see that you have no other stable income this year?" The visa officer's expression became more and more serious. "Do you live here entirely on your parents' living expenses?"

"Yes, my parents give me support in my studies and life every year." Dong Yiqing whispered, "They don't want to distract me from studying."

The visa officer had a stern face and didn't say a word. He didn't know what he was thinking, and the atmosphere in the room seemed to have solidified. Dong Yiqing's heart suddenly became up and down, and she suddenly had a bad premonition.

"I can't give you a visa for one year." The visa officer said coldly.

"Why... can't you give it?" Dong Yiqing felt puzzled, "I have a registration certificate, an insurance certificate, a rental contract, and there is still a deposit in my account."

"You only have this deposit and no other income, which is very unstable," the visa officer said seriously. "And there is no transfer record for this money. I cannot confirm the source of it. If the money was borrowed by you, it is possible that it will be transferred quickly."

"But this is obviously my money." Dong Yiqing said aggrievedly, "Last year, Mr. Asle gave me a visa for one year."

"The policy has been adjusted now. We will strictly review whether every international student has the ability to study and live in Germany," she paused, "Mr. Asle is retired."

Dong Yiqing didn't expect her to come like this. She didn't know what to say for a moment, and looked out the window blankly without saying a word.

The visa officer quickly stamped Dong Yiqing's visa application form, and then stamped her passport. When she was about to stuff her passport into the machine to print a new visa, Dong Yiqing suddenly had an idea.

"That...what if the money stays on my account for one year? Can you give me a visa for one year?"

The visa officer shook his head: "I have already said that your deposit is only one aspect. If you want to extend it for a longer time, you need to provide a stable proof of income."

"Is it OK to have a mini worker like 400 marks a month?"

"Of course, but it's not enough to earn just one month, and you need continuous income." The visa officer started the machine, and the new visa was slowly printed on a page of the passport by laser.

"Come again in three months." The visa officer returned the passport to Dong Yiqing.

"What if I found a stable job within three months?" Dong Yiqing bit her lip.

"Then you can come to me to change your visa at any time." The visa officer put his passport on the table, lowered his head and continued to review other materials.

Dong Yiqing picked up her passport and walked out of the Foreign Administration Bureau depressedly. As soon as she went out, she saw the face that made her disgusted.

"Let's go, beautiful girl, the weather is so good, let's have coffee?" Zhang Shuo invited with a smile.

Dong Yiqing glanced at him angrily and walked towards the station. It seemed that the money had been left in her account for a longer time than she thought, and she was thinking about how to tell Dong Qiangqiang about this.

She walked in front, and Porsche slowly followed her. The people in the car shouted loudly: "Let's go? Stop pretending, how tired!"

Dong Yiqing was upset, so she stood up, turned around, and retorted back with anger: "It's so great to have money? It's not your family. If you have the ability, you can earn it yourself!"

"Yo," Zhang Shuo grinned and showed his yellow teeth, "Is the beauty finally willing to talk to me?"

"Stay away from me!" Dong Yiqing shouted impatiently. She always looked down on a rich young man like Zhang Shuo, who can't study or make money. She sucked blood on her parents like a parasite. Although she also received living expenses from her parents, she thought that she and Zhang Shuo were still different in nature.

"I'm anxious..." Zhang Shuo responded with a smile, as if he was used to Dong Yiqing's attitude towards him.

Dong Yiqing speeded up her pace, but there was no meaning in front of the car.

"I heard that you don't work normally, so don't you just rely on your parents? Is it interesting to laugh at 50 steps?" Zhang Shuo drove the car while sarcastically, "What kind of goddess are you pretending to be..."

"You..." Dong Yiqing was about to refute, but suddenly she didn't know how to start, and couldn't help but stand still.

Dong Qiangqiang was sleeping soundly and suddenly felt that someone was pushing him.

"Wake up." A staff member in the city hall pushed his shoulder, "You can't sleep here."

"Oh, I... are here to register." Dong Qiangqiang was not awake yet and stuttered.

"What number are you?" The staff saw that he was still holding the number card in his hand.

"Hmm? No. 9." Dong Qiangqiang looked through the number.

"It's been past, now it's the 17th."

"What should I do?"

"Get your number again, and you won't be working in the morning in a while."

Dong Qiangqiang stood up, walked lazily to the phone, and accidentally looked at it.

A dark-skinned European man saw Dong Qiangqiang looking at him and quickly turned his head to admire the cultural relics and monuments in the city hall.

The Hannover City Hall was built between 1900 and 1910. It was once "warmly entertained" by artillery fire during World War II. After the war, it was renovated and reopened to the public.

In the first floor hall, in addition to the text, paintings and statues introducing the history of Hannover and its city hall, there are three large sand tables that simulate the latest urban architectural style of Hannover before, after, and now, and there are miniature models of pedestrians, vehicles and animals on the sand table, which are vividly vivid.

Through the spiral staircase or elevator in the building, you can also directly reach the top floor of the city hall, and you can look at the scenery of the entire Hanover city, especially the view of Mashi Lake. Because of this, many tourists from afar will visit the city hall every day.

Dong Qiangqiang took the new account and walked towards the bench in one step. He seemed to have seen the European man, but for a moment he couldn't remember where he had seen it.
Chapter completed!