Dong Qiangqiang's Story of Leaving Germany

Chapter 1152. Everything is hot, but eventually it will cool down

“Although your business is related to the Internet, what is the specific business model of your website?”

"When there are not many users, I let other people take orders on it, and I will also take orders myself to earn some pocket money."

“Do you take a commission from each order?”

"I can't take a cut. Dog walking is only ten euros an hour anyway. If I take a cut, no one will pay." Ji Fengping spoke in a coherent manner, as if he had done a lot of homework.

"Then how do you get people with and without needs to visit your website?"

"I have not thought of any good solution at the moment. One is to print advertisements and put them at supermarket entrances, and also at places with high traffic such as universities and train stations. This has printing costs. Another is to advertise on local forums, which also takes time."

“What happens when there are more users?”

"Advertising is for sure. Also, there are the fees for the services I just thought of, such as home feeding or bathing pets. Once you become well-known, I mean in Germany, you can try to sell pet peripherals, but that requires a lot of money. So I want to hear what you think. During the China Week, I noticed that you had a lot of ideas, and I've been wanting to ask you for a long time. Today is the perfect time."

"Generally speaking, companies that use the Internet as a tool want to increase the number of users exponentially. Although many German families have pets, it is probably not easy to achieve exponential growth."

"I know that I will definitely focus on Trier at the beginning. I hope to have a thorough understanding of the local area by this time next year, and then expand to the whole of Germany. If I don't charge for free and don't take a commission, I will not lose users."

Dong Qiangqiang thought for a while and said, "There is no problem overall. Just go for it once you have made up your mind. But you should also be mentally prepared. I am afraid that the number of users will not be too large, not to mention the whole of Germany, even in the whole of Europe. As you said, this is a niche market after all."

"I've thought about what you said. You just asked me why I didn't hurry up and find a job or internship in a big company after graduation. In fact, everyone has dreams, or selfish desires. I didn't think that far ahead. I just wanted to start a small business to earn some pocket money. It wouldn't take up too much of my time. Building a website would also allow me to use the knowledge I learned. If it doesn't work out, I won't lose anything."

"So what do you want me to help you with? Setting up a forum? I'm using open source forum code, so it's no problem for me to give it to you. You're a computer science major and you'll definitely be able to figure it out."

At this time, other people walked into the kitchen, and Ji Fengping shut up and asked Dong Qiangqiang if it was okay to classify the garbage in this way. Dong Qiangqiang realized that Ji Fengping wanted to keep it a secret, so he tactfully cooperated with him and continued the conversation after the other people left.

"The first thing is that your landlord has a dog. If you want to do business with Germans, you must have German seed users. You want her to help register users and post advertisements."

"I can ask for you, but I can't guarantee it. You know I walk the landlord's dog for free now."

"Don't worry, if I really want to walk the dog, I won't let her pay. I'll do it for free. She just needs to post a few compliments about my good work."

"Is there anything else?"

"I saw you have a company under your name during China Week, so I wanted to ask you about starting a company. If it's too expensive, I can wait until the number of users increases before registering. I'm not in a hurry, so it's better to prepare for a rainy day. Although my income is low, if I don't pay taxes, I might be accused of tax evasion, which would affect my graduation and wouldn't be worth it. Besides, having the company name on the website makes it look more legitimate, so the Germans won't be suspicious."

"I'll give you the contact information of the industrial and commercial agency later. You can contact them yourself. Just spend some money and prepare the materials. It will be quick."

By this time, everyone had basically cleaned up, and more people were walking in and out of the kitchen and talking to Dong Qiangqiang. Seeing this, Ji Fengping secretly reminded Dong Qiangqiang to keep it a secret for him, especially Zhao Ke, as Dong Qiangqiang was the only one who knew that he had done this. Dong Qiangqiang assured him and encouraged him to work harder.

After Ji Fengping left with many thanks, Zheng Chunhua approached Dong Qiangqiang and looked at Ji Fengping's back: "What have you two been whispering about for so long? Are you waiting in line to talk to you?"

"Not suitable for women." Dong Qiangqiang jokingly changed the subject, "Have you eaten well?"

"I'm too full. Give me Peter's cell phone number later and tell him I'll contact him." Zheng Chunhua instructed.

"I'll send it to you later."

"If you don't object, I plan to do the same thing as China Week this time, with the Student Union taking the lead, and you taking on both planning and execution. You won't have anything to do during the holidays except for the make-up exams. Is that okay?" Dong Qiangqiang knew what Zheng Chunhua was thinking, but she always gave him strong support, picking him up during the floods and giving him advice after the exams. It was inappropriate for him to always send Zheng Chunhua out, and it was summer vacation, so it was hard to refuse. He said, "In principle, there is no problem. Apart from the make-up exams next week and the forum in Munich the week after that, I can do anything except these two times."

"Then it's settled. Tell me the specific time and I'll coordinate. I'll try to get everyone who you can help to attend." Zheng Chunhua thought for a few seconds and said, "This time the student union will organize the registration and decide who will go (picking grapes). We won't let you decide, so as to avoid causing trouble for you and turning a good thing into a bad one."

"That would be the best. By the way, is your doctoral application going well?"

Zheng Chunhua shook her head and said, "It's hard to apply for liberal arts majors. I'm still looking."

"Did you try the ones from our school?"

“I want to change universities.”

"Come on, don't give up easily until the very end. Maybe a chance will appear if you hold on a little longer."

"Thank you for your good wishes." Zheng Chunhua walked out of the kitchen carrying two large garbage bags tied by Dong Qiangqiang.

Everyone worked together to make the fire burn brighter. After a period of intensive and orderly busyness, the kitchen and yard were restored to their original state. The kitchen was full of fresh grass and wood smells, without any smoke. Dong Qiangqiang was very satisfied. After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, they waved goodbye. Except for Gu Xin who was worried, everyone else had a great time.

The chirping of birds disappeared without a trace, and the surroundings were extremely quiet. Although Dong Qiangqiang thought that doing housework was also a way to relieve stress, he was really tired after just cleaning up such a large pile of miscellaneous things. He sat lazily on the chair, looking at the autumn scenery in the yard and sipping Riesling, thinking carefully about how to review for the make-up exam. The sound of the TV coming through the wide open window covered the footsteps behind him. It was only when the "radar" lying at his feet heard the movement and looked back that Dong Qiangqiang realized that there was someone behind him.

The person behind him said, "You finished cleaning up so quickly? You've worked hard."

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"Your stomachache should be gone if you just rest. You are working harder by coming down to help."

Li Lei was unsure for a moment whether Dong Qiangqiang was sincere or sarcastic, so he chuckled twice. Perhaps realizing that it would be weird for Dong Qiangqiang to talk while he was standing, he reached out, pulled a chair and sat down next to Dong Qiangqiang.

A large crow flapped its wings and landed under the apple tree, pecking at the apples on the grass. Seeing this, "Radar" dived out. The crow kept dodging but was reluctant to leave the apples and did not fly high. "Radar" had a lot of fun.

Dong Qiangqiang knew that there must be something wrong when Li Lei did this, but he would not say anything until the other party did.

Li Lei couldn't hold it in, and he looked embarrassed: "Boss, I'm a little embarrassed to ask, but I can only ask you for help."

"We are all classmates, so it's not like we are begging for help. I will definitely help if I can."

"That's it... picking grapes. Do you think I can do it? I'm not afraid of you laughing at me, but I haven't had a stable income since I came to Germany. I can't hold on any longer."

"Zheng Chunhua said that the student union will organize the registration, and it's first come first served. You can say hello to her first. If they need more people, you can go together. I have no objection."

"Hey, that's great." Li Lei straightened up half of his body, and when he was almost fully standing up, he suddenly remembered something and sat down again. "What about you? Can I be in the same group with you?"

"I will definitely go if I can, but there are a lot of things to do in September, so I can't say for sure. Let's see later."

"How can that be? If this succeeds, you'll be a hero. You'll have to go no matter who else goes." Li Lei acted indignant and spoke up for Dong Qiangqiang, as if Dong Qiangqiang would definitely not go.

Dong Qiangqiang smiled but said nothing. He thought about it and decided not to tell the other party that the wine was his. He would wait until Li Lei knew the truth and came to him.

On TV, a raging flood roared under a bridge. The host introduced the floods in Germany and Europe in a loud voice. The grape valley of Trier seemed to flash across the screen.

Old Bai, who was sitting in a corner of the cafe in the Beijing Hotel in a dark suit, turned his eyes away from the TV and looked at a row of clocks in different time zones high above the front desk not far away. The other party was a quarter of an hour late. Would Lei Lanting fail to perform at the critical moment?