Chapter 1057: Even Scolding People Must Be Elegant

Seeing Jian Qiu took it over, looked at it, and said with a smile, "This painting could make Xie Fusheng vomit blood in anger, and this poem of yours could send him straight to his end."

Zhou Andong let out a "heh" of laughter: "It was this old fellow who was the first to open fire on me; I'll remember him for the rest of my life."

Seeing Jian Qiu said, "How do you know he was the first to open fire on you? Isn't there still a Yan Qidong? The two of them published articles in the Youth Daily at the same time to scold you."

"Isn't there still a poem?" Zhou Andong picked up a cigarette and lit one: "That one is for Yan Qidong."

"Pop, pop, pop..."

The room door was knocked on. Seeing Jian Qiu went over to open it; it was Wu Wu Hongkang.

"Have you two eaten yet?"

"Not yet." Seeing Jian Qiu turned back around: "You haven't eaten either, right?"

"I just came over to find you two for a meal."

Wu Wu Hongkang entered, saw the newspaper on the coffee table, and picked it up casually.

"Let me see if you've been scolded again."

"Hmm?" The first thing Wu Wu Hongkang saw was that painting: "This painting is good; it's very vivid and expressive."

Then he glanced at the author of the painting and immediately started laughing.

"Your twenty million US dollars weren't spent in vain; the entire faculty and student body of the Central Academy of Fine Arts will become your supporters."

Zhou Andong pointed at a book on the coffee table with his hand: "Look at the person on this cover; is it the same person as the clown kneeling in that painting?"

Wu Wu Hongkang looked down. On the cover of the book was a portrait of a figure. He put down the newspaper, compared them, and said in surprise.

"Don't say it, it really is very similar."

Zhou Andong pointed his finger at the author's name again: "Look at this name; is it very familiar?"

"Xie Fusheng?" Wu Wu Hongkang immediately remembered: "The one who scolded you in the Youth Daily?"

"Right!" Zhou Andong nodded: "To defeat an enemy, you must first understand the enemy, so I had the hotel send me a book by Xie Fusheng."

Wu Wu Hongkang picked up the book and flipped it open: "How is it? Is it good?"

"Garbage!" Zhou Andong said with great disdain: "It's not even as good as the brain-dead web novels written by Shi Er Feng."

Wu Wu Hongkang was stunned: "Who is Shi Er Feng? Brain-dead web novels? What kind of novels are those?"

"It's nothing!" Zhou Andong hurriedly changed the subject, picked up the manuscript Seeing Jian Qiu had placed on the coffee table: "I also wrote two poems here; take a look."

"You can write poems too?"

Wu Wu Hongkang absolutely admired Zhou Andong's talent, but writing poems—that wasn't something you could just do because you were talented.

Wu Wu Hongkang took the manuscript and then burst into loud laughter: "Not bad, not bad. I reckon that if Xie Fusheng sees this, he could go straight to the crematorium."

"How is it, Old Wu? Do you admire me very much?" Zhou Andong said smugly: "As a Confucian merchant, even when scolding people, one must be elegant. You can't be like this Xie Fusheng, who keeps saying he is a man of letters, but is actually a person who deceives the world for fame. Writing an article to scold me is like a shrew scolding in the street; there isn't a shred of literary grace to speak of."

Wu Wu Hongkang shook the manuscript in his hand: "You call this elegant and full of literary grace?"

"Of course!" Zhou Andong asked proudly: "Can you write it?"

"No!" Wu Wu Hongkang shook his head very decisively.

"That's it then!" Zhou Andong stood up: "Let's go, let's go out to eat."

The three of them walked out, took the elevator to the lobby on the first floor, and then saw Qin Zhi and Shi Gao Mengjiao, who had been missing for several days, enter through the main door.

"Hey!" Zhou Andong walked over: "I thought you had returned to the capital. Where have you been these past few days?"

Qin Zhi sighed sorrowfully and said: "Went to borrow money."

Zhou Andong asked: "Didn't borrow any?"

Qin Zhi looked at Zhou Andong resentfully: "Do I look like someone who borrowed money?"

Zhou Andong couldn't help but let out a laugh: "You didn't go to borrow money from Zhuo Wang Qihua?"

"Do you really think my brain is full of water?" Qin Zhi sighed: "What kind of damn brothers and buddies; it's all deceptive. Borrowing a bit of money from them to do business, and they won't even lend it."

Zhou Andong was very incredulous: "With your signboard as Young Master Qin, you can't even borrow money?"

"Sigh!"

Qin Zhi sighed again: "Although I still have the surname Qin, I am no longer a young master."

"Ah?" Zhou Andong blinked: "Listening to the meaning in your words, you've been kicked out of the house?"

Qin Zhi grabbed Shi Gao Mengjiao's hand, his expression very firm: "For love, I am willing to give up everything. Don't talk about being kicked out of the house; even if I lose my life, I won't regret it."

"I understand." Zhou Andong had a face full of schadenfreude: "You've been blacklisted by your old man, and no one dares to lend you money, right?"

"Hmm!" Qin Zhi had a pitiful appearance, looking at Zhou Andong: "Chairman Zhou, Mr. Zhou, Brother Zhou, Master Zhou..."

"Stop!" Zhou Andong said very firmly: "If you want to borrow money, don't say it; there isn't any."

Qin Zhi looked at Seeing Jian Qiu: "Qiu..."

Seeing Jian Qiu waved her hand and interrupted Qin Zhi very impolitely: "I don't have money either."

Qin Zhi opened his mouth, smacked his lips twice, and said very unwillingly: "It seems I can only wait. Next year, when I sell the stocks in my hand, I can scrape together ten or twenty thousand."

Zhou Andong patted Qin Zhi on the shoulder: "Then I wish you a big fortune next year."

Qin Zhi didn't appreciate it at all: "How could I, Qin Zhi, not make money doing business? What's the use of your hypocritical blessing?"

"It really is like a dog biting Lu Dongbin." Zhou Andong stopped paying attention to him: "We are going to eat, bye-bye."

Just as he lifted his leg to leave, he suddenly remembered something and muttered in his mouth: "Next year, stocks, next year is '94..."

"Let's go!" Seeing Jian Qiu pulled Zhou Andong: "What are you muttering about?"

"Wait!" Zhou Andong said to Qin Zhi: "Is all your money in the stock market?"

"Right!" Looking at Zhou Andong's serious expression, Qin Zhi suddenly became very nervous.

Zhou Andong asked again: "In the domestic stock market or the foreign stock market?"

Qin Zhi said: "Of course it's domestic."

Zhou Andong knocked on his head: "Sell all the stocks in your hand."

"Sell them?" Qin Zhi said without understanding: "Although the stock market situation isn't very good right now and it's been falling, many people say there will be a big bull market at the end of the year, and it will definitely rise back to the highest point in February this year."

Zhou Andong said very seriously: "Believe me, hurry up and sell the stocks in your hand."

Qin Zhi was truly reluctant: "You mean the stock market will crash?"

Zhou Andong nodded: "Not a crash, but it will collapse. If you sell the stocks in your hand now, however much you sell them for is how much you earn. If you don't believe me, then keep holding onto them, but don't blame me, your brother, for not reminding you."

"Sold!"

Qin Zhi pulled Shi Gao Mengjiao and left. If someone else had said such things, he wouldn't have believed it, but since Zhou Andong said it, he didn't have a shred of doubt.

Watching Qin Zhi leave, Wu Wu Hongkang hurriedly asked: "Will the stock market really collapse?" ===== CHAPTER 1058 =====