Dong Qiangqiang's Story of Leaving Germany

Chapter 1067. Sun Tao's Affirmation

Zheng Chunhua was clearly impressed by Dong Qiangqiang's words. She thought for a few seconds, as if she was trying to sort out her earlier thoughts, and then she replied slowly: "When I asked her to manage (the money) at first, she actually refused. Later, she took the job only after my insistence. She gave me the bank account and password of China Weekly right away, and I have always been able to check the accounts at any time, but I have indeed never checked them. When I asked her about it when we were compiling the statistics in the evening, she said that all the donations and expenditure details had been sorted out long ago, and she would accept someone from the leadership to check the accounts at any time. Judging from her consistent performance and attitude towards life and work, I choose to believe that she is an honest person who will definitely not make mistakes with money."

Zheng Chunhua used firm but tactful words to clearly express her opinion of Fang Shuang to Dong Qiangqiang. To be honest, Dong Qiangqiang was unwilling to believe that Fang Shuang would have the crooked idea of ​​donating money. Although he and Fang Shuang had only known each other for a week and a few days because of China Week, the girl left a very good impression on him in these limited days of contact. She was serious and responsible in her work, conscientious and hardworking. She never acted sarcastically or passively because of zero pay. She was always meticulous in reviewing pictures and pictures. She came to the hall to guard the display board area as soon as the university opened every morning. She did not complain about the extra work brought by emergencies. Although Fang Shuang politely said that the student dormitory she lived in was closest to the university, Dong Qiangqiang knew that who would not want to sleep in a little longer if they could?

"Since you have absolute trust in her, I also believe in her. My suspicion is just a possibility, and it doesn't mean that she has a problem. I have no prejudice against her. A close friend of mine also donated money to China Week this time. When I donated the money, he reminded me to pay attention to finances, because many times, people can't resist the temptation of money." Dong Qiangqiang secretly denied his guess and was worried that Zheng Chunhua would misunderstand him. He felt the need to explain a few more words. After all, more than 20,000 euros is more than 200,000 yuan. Who wouldn't be jealous? If the person in charge of the money was Lei Lanting, Dong Qiangqiang would feel cold and dare not think about it any further.

"I understand what you mean. I have never doubted her, nor have I doubted any of you. Especially since we just went over everything again, I am sure we did nothing wrong. This report is most likely a misunderstanding. When we meet with the leader later, I am confident that we can be cleared of suspicion."

"Maybe it's a complete false accusation." Dong Qiangqiang predicted while looking at the refreshing deep blue obsidian sky.

"Hey, you two over there, what shameful things are you saying?" Zhao Ke's impatient voice came from behind them, "Good words should not be said behind people's backs. If you have something to say, come over and say it in front of everyone."

Dong Qiangqiang frowned. This Zhao Ke always spoke so harshly. Then he heard Zheng Chunhua, who turned around first, say loudly, "Let's discuss what delicious food we can eat later."

Before Zheng Chunhua and Dong Qiangqiang walked back to the table, her phone rang rapidly. The empty square was unobstructed and the ringing sounded particularly noisy. Zheng Chunhua quickly picked up the phone and put it down quickly, looking at everyone calmly: "He will be coming from the parking lot soon."

The group of street lamps outside the cafeteria that could originally illuminate the entire small square suddenly dimmed for some reason, as if they were suffocating in the dark twilight. The weak and dim light of each lamp could only illuminate a very small area under the street lamp. The breeze that was still blowing also stopped at this moment, and there was silence all around.

The crowd that was hiding in the dark instantly looked at the path in front of the library with both nervousness and anticipation, because that was the shortest path from the parking lot to the cafeteria.

A few minutes later, two figures, one tall and one short, walked towards the crowd, one in front and one behind. The other's iconic black-rimmed glasses reflected the gorgeous lights of the library. Dong Qiangqiang knew that the person was Sun Tao. There was another person walking with Sun Tao, who was small, dressed in dark casual clothes, and carrying a brown briefcase. When he was ten meters away from the crowd, Sun Tao turned his head and whispered something to the person. The crowd couldn't hear because they were far away. The person had stopped and stood quietly at the door of the library, with no intention of moving forward.

Sun Tao spoke first when he was still a few steps away from the crowd, his voice as tired as his face: "Good evening, everyone. Congratulations on the successful hosting of China Week. Thank you for your hard work."

Dong Qiangqiang originally thought that Sun Tao would come up to question him, but when he got closer, he found that he had no murderous intent. Instead, he kindly said thank you for your hard work to everyone. This reminded him of the old saying: If someone says thank you for your hard work when you meet, they must be from the underworld.

The students seemed to have not yet recovered from the shock of being reported. Only Zheng Chunhua and Dong Qiangqiang responded with a "OK". The others looked at Sun Tao coldly and silently, as if they did not appreciate his condolences.

Sun Tao accepted everyone's worried faces and perfunctory attitude. He knew the reason, so he didn't care. He continued with a sincere attitude: "Ever since Zheng Chunhua told me that you were going to hold China Week, I have been paying attention to your developments. Although I can't be there in person due to work reasons, I have heard positive comments about China Week and the preparatory team in many places."

"What did you hear?" Gu Xin, who had been silent, asked curiously.

"I know that you have organized a series of colorful, representative, artistic and social theme activities such as exhibitions, performances and speeches. These diversified activities not only promote China's long-standing splendid civilization, but also show the new look of modern Chinese social development. They also use detailed facts and data to show Germany and even Europe the efforts and costs made by the brave and fearless Chinese in fighting SARS, and strive to let foreigners have a more comprehensive understanding and experience of today's China. Therefore, China Week is a major event of national significance, especially at the moment, its value is unique. It is no exaggeration to say that you have very carefully built a bridge across the gap, across prejudice and even across hostility, actively exporting your excellent culture and promoting in-depth and extensive exchanges between the Chinese and German people. In particular, when you encountered malicious acts of destruction, you did not retreat, but worked together to actively find ways to solve the problem. I personally appreciate this very much. The achievements and honors you have achieved this time are all what you deserve. I express my sincere congratulations and praise, and I also express my gratitude and condolences for your efforts and grievances in fighting SARS. I hope you will continue to work hard and continue to achieve greater results in the future."

After Sun Tao finished speaking, he began to applaud. Everyone looked at each other suspiciously: Sun Tao was not present, but he knew all the difficulties and troubles everyone encountered during the China Week. Could it be that he had been observing secretly? Or was Zheng Chunhua reporting every day? Several people looked at Zheng Chunhua at the same time, but Zheng Chunhua shook her head slightly, indicating that she was not what everyone thought. Everyone became more confused and joined in the sparse applause. Before Sun Tao took the initiative to change the subject, Zhao Ke asked with a straight face, "Okay, Mr. Sun, save your nice words for now, and just get to the point. What crime have we committed? Once you tell us, we will all feel relieved."

Zhao Ke's question was too direct and abrupt. Sun Tao obviously didn't expect it. He wanted to lay the groundwork for a few more sentences before asking the question, but the other party had no patience. He stared at Zhao Ke and thought seriously for a few seconds before asking in a gentle tone: "Sorry, what's your name?"