On December 28, 1988, Tokyo in the cold, the streets in the morning light.

Below a tall building was a female corpse with a broken brain and blood splattering everywhere. Their condition was terrible.

After the incident, within an hour, Japanese police and Japanese reporters rushed to the scene.

The investigation results show that the deceased Fang Mou, aged 29 years old, is a young woman from Shanghai, China.

The cause of death was confirmed to be a suicide by jumping off a building.

After on-site investigation, the Japanese police found no remains of the deceased except for a blood-stained suicide note found on the deceased.

Then he notified the Chinese Embassy and asked him to handle the aftermath on his behalf.

In the suicide note received by the embassy, ​​Miss Fang described her reasons for going to Japan and her motive for suicide.

"My name is Fang Ping, from Shanghai, and I am an ordinary female worker. Because I heard that Japan makes money easily, I also want to go abroad to get rich. Before coming, although some people said, "The foreign country is not a paradise, and people who come to Japan do extremely low and hard work," I think no matter what job I do, even if my income is less than half of the locals, it is still much higher than that in China. A year ago, I met with my former classmate Li Ling. He left his job and went to Japan with a salary two years ago, and he was already quite generous. He promised that he could help me get to Japan with just 20,000 yuan, and promised that he would help me solve my work problems after he arrived in Japan. He also promised that he would help me solve my work problems after he arrived in Japan.

. Guaranteed to have three million yen a year. My family borrowed money from relatives and friends everywhere, pieced together everything and made up the money for me to make up the money for me. Originally, I hoped to work hard in Japan to pay off my debts by working and let my family live a good life. However, I didn't expect that after Li Ling used deception to trick me into this place, not only did I take away the money and documents, but I was also tempted and raped by him and another Shanghai native, and forced me to cheat money with my sex and do bad things that damage my national character and personality. If I didn't agree, they would beat me and abuse me. I couldn't stand such a life and lived in this world without any face..."

This incident was published by the Daily News and Asahi Shimbun the next day.

So early the next morning, as the newspaper appeared on the streets of major Japanese cities that day, some Chinese students in Japan immediately noticed this tragic news.

Especially the group of people from Japan, Shanghai and Shanghai immediately caused an uproar.

They ran around and told each other, spreading the newspapers that published the news hand in hand, and soon more people learned about the news.

Some people were curious about the details of Fang Ping, some were scolding the two liars, and some were lamenting the tragic disaster, feeling sad for Fang Ping's family.

But more people still feel sad about the death of rabbits and the sympathy of the same disease. They think of their own situation from the incident of Fang Ping tragically dying in a foreign land.

So, in order for Fang Ping's remains to return to China as soon as possible, those overseas students in Shanghai immediately spontaneously started the fundraising activity.

Chu Haoran is also from Huhai, and because he has helped many international students, he learned the news almost immediately.

Needless to say, if he knows it, it means that Ning Weimin will know it.

After all, among the people he knew, only Ning Weimin had sufficient financial resources and was righteous.

Even though Ning Weimin was not from Huhai, he was sure that Ning Weimin would not stand by and watch.

As expected, when he called Ning Weimin to tell him about this, Ning Weimin expressed his willingness to help without hesitation. Not only that, Ning Weimin immediately contacted an acquaintance at the embassy, ​​inquired about the current situation, expressed his personal willingness to donate. He also asked the location of the accident.

Then he drove to pick Chu Haoran up and went to worship.

When they arrived at their destination, they were a little surprised to find that they were not the only ones who wanted to see off this stranger.

Many international students had already thought of it with them and came spontaneously.

On the side of the road where the police left traces, more than a dozen yellow or white chrysanthemums were placed on the side of the road, with four or five people standing next to them.

Maybe everyone has limited financial resources, and each person only brought one flower.

This undoubtedly made the deceased's ending look even more miserable, and made the girl named Fang Ping's short life full of sadness.

As for Ning Weimin and Chu Haoran, after they parked the car, each of them came over with a large bunch of matched chrysanthemums.

Their decent clothes and style in suits and ties immediately made others misunderstand. Everyone thought they were representatives of the embassy, ​​so someone immediately came to ask.

"Comrade, how are you doing now? Have you contacted the family of the deceased?"

"Comrade, how did the funeral arrangements for the dead girl? Are there those two bad guys? Have you found them? You can't let them run away."

"Comrade, we have raised some money, how can we hand it over to Fang Ping's family? Do you have any contact information?"

Judging from the accent, all of these people are from Shanghai.

Ning Weimin had no choice but to explain, "You are wrong. We are not from the embassy. We just came to worship the deceased after seeing the newspaper. We are not very clear about the follow-up situation of this matter. If you want to know, you may have to ask the embassy people by yourself."

But even so, his Beijing accent is still eye-catching.

Someone still asked in surprise.

"You are also here? But you... your accent... aren't you from Shanghai?"

"I'm not, he is."

Ning Weimin first turned around and pointed at Chu Haoran who was following him, and then asked him back.

"Civilians can come too, right? Everyone is Chinese, right?"

The other party suddenly felt embarrassed, and the person who asked was aware of the stupidity of his problem.

"Sorry, I...I don't mean that, I just...just..."

Ning Weimin didn't think it was too much. He was all compatriots and couldn't make any mistakes.

"Don't care, it's okay, but since you are all from Shanghai, who knows the deceased?"

He wanted to learn more about the relevant situation, but he didn't expect that these people shook their heads. It turned out that they didn't know this girl like him.

This is quite an unexpected situation.

Nothing else, just because living in Tokyo, time is always a luxury for Chinese students.

Most international students are financially embarrassed. Not to mention that they cannot be as free as Ning Weimin, even Chu Haoran, who has a skill, cannot compare with him.

We either have to work or study. The remaining time is not enough for sleep except for eating.

If they had nothing to do with the deceased and had just arrived in the morning for the sake of their fellow countrymen, then they must have taken leave, which is a very practical price for each of them.

You should know that people in China are accustomed to the fact that Shanghai people are selfish and philosophers. How many people can believe that Shanghai people will make such sacrifices for a matter that is not related to them?

If Ning Weimin hadn't seen it with his own eyes today, if he hadn't had a smart and capable girl like Yao Peifang, and later met Chu Haoran and did his best to help his fellow villager, he would probably not have believed it easily.

But now he has to say that anyone who wants to fire regional cannons casually is really a prejudice.

Just because of the ancient zeal of these people, they are all their kind compatriots.

Who says that Chinese people will only slander each other and cheat on their own people?

It was in these compatriots that he saw the trustworthy and warm kindness of the Chinese.

So after finishing what he should do, Ning Weimin did not leave immediately, but started talking with the people from Shanghai.

As the saying goes, small things show character, big things show human nature, and nothing shows human heart.

He felt that these people could come spontaneously today, and that their character was passed, and he definitely needed more personnel in Japan. Instead of hiring Japanese, why not hire their own people?

He wanted to learn more about these people's situation and see if there is any chance for them to do things for themselves in the future.

Unexpectedly, after staying for so long and chatting for a few casual words, he even heard more unsettling things from these people and learned more about the sadness of Japanese students.

He felt more and more that he should not just live his life well like he did in the past, but should take on certain responsibilities.

"Where are you all going to school? How many years have you been to Japan?"

Ning Weimin took the lead in asking questions, but the other party was alert.

"Ah, are you going to check your household registration?"

"No, I just ask, I have some job opportunities in my hands, and I can introduce them to you. Do you want to work?"

"Oh, there is such a good thing?" A young man with a 30-7 split curled his lips, obviously not daring to believe it. Then he asked, "What is your algorithm for your work?"

"What is the algorithm?" Ning Weimin was stunned and didn't understand what he meant.

Chu Haoran has a lot of relevant experience and reminded him.

"He means, how much do you want to draw?"

"Sweep money?"

"Yes, for example, how many jobs do you draw from 10,000 yen per day?"

Ning Weimin suddenly felt funny and shook his head quickly.

"No, you misunderstood. I won't touch it. I will introduce you to your work because everyone is a compatriot."

However, the more he said this, the more he felt a little bit more distorted. Obviously, the other party's expression showed greater distrust.

There was no choice but Ning Weimin had to pick up bad things and say, trying to make things sound more reliable.

"Of course, the income is not too high. A job is about 600 yen per hour, but you can take care of the meal. Are you interested?"

"I'm interested, of course I'm interested. Although 600 yen is not much, it's close to Tokyo's minimum hourly wage. But it's okay to get it in real time."

Finally, a girl wearing glasses expressed her interest and responded seriously, "Where are you talking about the job and what job do you do? Is your job suitable for us girls?"

However, her trust triggered interference from others, "Xiaohong, we are not familiar with them, why are you doing? You trust people so easily. Take a look here, but you haven't found the liar who deceived that girl yet. You are also careful to be deceived."

But Xiaohong is also a backbone girl, and immediately declined this kindness, "Okay. You're just worried about it. Real liars won't come here. Besides, being deceived by them is better than being deceived by others. At least, looking at their appearance, they seem to be doing well and not annoying. It's not like the coffee shop owner I just was so frustrated that he always stood behind me and spoke to me, but his wages were very stingy. He was only willing to give me five hundred yen per hour, and only gave me six hours of work every day. If I don't change jobs, I will either be frustrated or starved to death..."

"You're here again, you're just venting."

"So what's wrong? If I don't let me vent, then I won't live. The Japanese are preparing for the New Year, but we are passing through the difficulties every day. I have to work, I have to pay back the money, and my family still owes others money. Do I have other choices? I can only do this..."

As she said that, she looked at Ning Weimin with hope, "This... compatriot, is what you just said true or false? What is the job?"

It is natural that Ning Weimin couldn't keep it in hiding again, so he spoke straight.

"Are you, how good is your Japanese level? Are you willing to do the restaurant reception? If you want, I will arrange it for you. The restaurant is in Ginza. It can be done for six or eight hours a day. You can manage two working meals, depending on your time."

"Ginza? That's great. The school I studied is near Nihonbashi, which is very convenient. I have no problem with Japanese. I only studied Japanese in China. And I just said that I work in a cafe now. I really appreciate it if I really have the opportunity to work like this, but I really can't stand it if you want to tease me. You are sure you are not kidding..."
To be continued...