Chapter 1082

At this time, Zhou Andong was on the phone with Wu Chao: "You can report it; cool it down first; if it continues like this, I estimate the police will be at the door soon."

Wu Chao asked: "Should we notify the media about the news of Song Ziyi leaving Beijing and report it together?"

"No!" Zhou Andong smiled: "I want to fish for two days; you can release the wind, saying that Song Ziyi is missing; I want to see who jumps the most happily, and then hand over the photos of Song Ziyi fleeing in fear of crime to the media."

"Understood!" Wu Chao agreed, waited for a while, and seeing that Zhou Andong didn't give any more instructions, he hung up the phone.

Jian Qiu sat cross-legged on the sofa, holding the remote control and constantly changing channels.

"Not a single good program."

Zhou Andong sat beside her and lay on her lap.

"Time to go; prepare, prepare; we'll go to Xiangjiang in these two days."

Jian Qiu put down the remote control and pinched Zhou Andong's old face: "You finally remembered to go to Xiangjiang."

Zhou Andong grabbed Jian Qiu's evil hand: "If it weren't for the listing of Sunrise, going to Xiangjiang wouldn't mean much."

Jian Qiu lowered her head and kissed him, then tucked the hair on her forehead behind her ears.

"Yuan Wanqi called last night; sugar futures have already started to rise."

Zhou Andong said with a smile: "The sugar market is only so big; a large amount of funds poured in all at once; even if you are careful, the price won't be stable. It's just these two or three days, sugar will soar into the sky."

Jian Qiu asked: "Do you think, with us investing so much this time, how much wool can we pull?"

Zhou Andong held Jian Qiu's fingers and scratched his head: "That depends on how greedy the capital is; the greedier they are, the more we will earn."

Jian Qiu stretched: "Go out for a stroll?"

Zhou Andong was too lazy to move: "Where to?"

"I don't know either." Jian Qiu messed up Zhou Andong's hair: "We've been holed up in the hotel for two days; let's go out for some air."

"Fine!" Zhou Andong stood up, tidied his clothes and the hair messed up by Jian Qiu: "Let's go."

"I'll go change clothes." Jian Qiu entered the bedroom.

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"Bang!"

A loud noise came from the office of the director of the City Appearance Office; a young man happened to pass by the office door, scared so much that he shrank his neck and ran away in a flash.

For the past few days, the atmosphere of the entire City Appearance Office has been very oppressive. Because the director Huang Taichang's own nephew ended his life with a knife from a vendor during a law enforcement operation.

It is said that the director had three brothers, and his nephew was the only boy, who was to inherit the family incense. He was supposed to get married next month; who would have thought that the person would be gone just like that; could the director's mood be good?

So, for the past few days, no one dared to approach the director, and they stayed far away when they saw him, so as not to touch bad luck; it wasn't worth it to be scolded.

Inside the office, a few pieces of wall skin fell off the west wall, and a deformed chair lay quietly at the foot of the wall.

Huang Taichang stared gloomily at the newspaper on the desk, panting heavily.

He suddenly grabbed the newspaper, waved his hands, and the newspaper was torn to pieces.

"Zhou Andong, doing your business well and earning your money, isn't that good? Why the hell is it that you are everywhere?"

His nephew sacrificed in the process of law enforcement; while heartbroken, what he thought of was revenge; he must send the vendor to the execution ground.

But Zhou Andong's interview, those few questions, were like a knife, stabbing into Huang Taichang's lungs.

He panicked, he was uneasy, because according to his understanding, his nephew and the others were indeed going to retaliate against the vendor.

Importantly, his nephew really didn't have an establishment; it was to avoid people talking gossip before.

He wanted his nephew to work for two more years, mix up his qualifications, and then operate it to get an establishment.

To put it bluntly, this guy was a whore who still wanted to set up a memorial archway.

Regarding his nephew's future, he had arranged everything; what he never dreamed of was that his nephew's life would come to an abrupt end.

He wanted to avenge his nephew, which originally had no problems, but Zhou Andong's involvement caused the matter, which had already been nailed down, to change.

Zhou Andong's influence was too great; those few questions had already become a topic of national discussion.

Just now he called a lawyer friend, and the other party told him that this case might develop in a direction he didn't expect.

Although his lawyer friend didn't say it clearly, he still understood; wanting to sentence the vendor to death might not be so smooth.

So this guy was so angry that he picked up the chair and smashed it against the wall, as if Zhou Andong was standing there.

If Gao Zhen saw Huang Taichang, he would definitely be surprised, because this old guy was the leader who was accidentally stepped on by a little girl in the mall that day.

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Yangcheng Municipal Bureau!

After Chang Baoliang hung up Yue Guoqiang's phone, his brows didn't relax.

He had a very good impression of Zhou Andong; even if they couldn't become friends, he didn't want to stand on the opposite side.

Importantly, the city and the province are in contact with Yugong Group to talk about investment.

If Zhou Andong is arrested at this time, it will definitely affect the investment negotiations.

However, he also felt that what Yue Guoqiang said made sense; arresting Zhou Andong at this time is actually a kind of protection.

Thinking about it, Chang Baoliang stood up and left the office, then went directly to the city leaders to report the situation.

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Zhou Andong and Jian Qiu also had nowhere to go; strolling along, they came to the shopping mall not far from the hotel again.

From afar, Zhou Andong saw Zhou Anlei's figure, squatting beside that Fatty Sister.

The two were chatting happily about something, looking a bit intimate.

Zhou Andong stopped: "Wife, did you see Zhou Erlei over there?"

"Where?" Jian Qiu looked in the direction of Zhou Andong's gaze: "Saw him, eh? He and that Fatty Sister..."

"Hey!" Zhou Andong laughed: "I said where did he run to these past few days; so he was here picking up girls."

After speaking, Zhou Andong pulled Jian Qiu: "Let's go over and take a look."

Jian Qiu said helplessly: "It's not good for us to disturb them."

"What's not good; dating and falling in love is not something shameful."

Zhou Andong didn't care about this and walked over quickly; Zhou Anlei didn't see him, but Fatty Sister did.

Because Zhou Andong's impression on her was too deep, she recognized him at once and stood up with a swoosh.

Her hands kept wiping on her clothes, wanting to speak but not daring to, looking very nervous.

Zhou Anlei was squatting there, looking up at Fatty Sister: "Talking, why did you stand up?"

"Zhou... Mr. Zhou!"

Finally, Fatty Sister summoned the courage to call out.

Zhou Andong said with a smile: "I don't eat people; don't be nervous."

Hearing Zhou Andong's voice, Zhou Anlei reacted and also stood up with a swoosh.

Maybe he had been squatting for too long; standing up abruptly, there was a lack of oxygen in his brain, his eyes were pitch black, and his body swayed.

Fatty Sister grabbed him, her voice changing in fright: "Anlei, what's wrong with you, ah? What's wrong with you?"