Chapter 1106: The Secret Flower Surfaces

"Of course there's no problem."

Dou Xiaomin looked at the wall clock. There was still some time before work, so she wasn't in a hurry.

"Because the previous rules for personal real estate credit business weren't very mature, there were many restrictions for ordinary people to get loans to buy houses. In other words, those who could get loans to buy houses before weren't ordinary people."

"Now, our company has already contacted various banks and proposed installment repayments. The banks are all quite interested and feel that this method is highly feasible. Mainly, this installment repayment method can truly benefit ordinary people."

Che Hongwei said with a smile: "Have you ever thought that even if you get a loan to buy a house, with housing prices over 2,000, how many people can afford the down payment?"

"Also, now the salary of ordinary employees, even in companies with good performance, is only over 300 a month, and more employees have salaries under 300."

"Take a 60-square-meter house for example. After deducting the down payment, how much is the monthly loan repayment? Are we not going to eat or drink, not going to live our lives?"

"How should I put it?" Dou Xiaomin said: "This problem definitely exists, but if it's a dual-income family, buying a 60-square-meter house, there will definitely be no problem with mortgage repayments."

Che Hongwei shook his head: "There's an even bigger problem. The reform of national macro-control, coordinated urban-rural development, independent enterprise employment, individual independent career choice, market-regulated supply and demand, and social service provision has already been implemented, and the wave of layoffs has arrived."

"That's why," Dou Xiaomin said: "Public institutions have a great advantage. But for enterprises, the audit might be very strict. Employees of some enterprises probably won't be able to get loans."

"Big uncle!" Just then, Che Yan wiped her mouth: "Drive me to school."

"Okay!" Dou Guoyong stood up with his car keys, not forgetting to ask: "Then can I get a loan driving a taxi?"

"Yes!" Dou Xiaomin said: "Someone like you is a high-quality customer. There will definitely be no problem with the loan."

Dou Guoyong was relieved: "Then I'll wait for your news. If I can also get your internal price, I'll buy."

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Zhao Hongxing sat in the office, holding a newspaper and laughing wildly, looking somewhat manic.

Jiang Yuping held a cigarette between her fingers, sat on the sofa with her legs crossed, and frowned as she watched the manic Zhao Hongxing.

"What's wrong? What makes you so happy?"

Zhao Hongxing threw the newspaper on the table: "Song Ziyi secretly ran back to the United States. I didn't expect some people to think he was killed by Zhou Andong. Even when the police came out to prove it, it had no effect. Everyone is scolding Zhou Andong and demanding severe punishment for him."

For some reason, hearing this news, Jiang Yuping wasn't that happy; instead, she felt that the current Zhao Hongxing was somewhat unreasonable.

They were in competition with Zhou Andong, even to the point of life and death. But to defeat Zhou Andong, they had to do it in the business world, even if it meant using unscrupulous means.

Now looking at it, Zhao Hongxing seemed to have lost her mind. Even if Zhou Andong stumbled on this matter, how glorious could they be?

She didn't even realize that her own attitude had changed. Because Zhao Hongxing had always been like this, and she hadn't had such thoughts before.

"This kind of thing poses no threat to Zhou Andong."

Zhao Hongxing's face was somewhat distorted due to excitement.

"No threat, but as long as Song Ziyi doesn't show his face, it can keep disgusting Zhou Andong and slowly ruin his reputation."

Jiang Yuping sighed secretly, stood up, and said: "I'm going back."

"Wait!" Zhao Hongxing asked: "How is the market sinking work going?"

Jiang Yuping didn't stop her footsteps: "The goods are already being laid out."

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In Xiangjiang, Zhou Andong and Seeing Jian Qiu were eating breakfast. Wu Chao walked over quickly and whispered a few words to Zhou Andong.

Zhou Andong smiled: "Give the photos of Song Ziyi fleeing in fear of punishment to the media."

Wu Chao nodded and left. Seeing Jian Qiu asked: "What's the matter?"

Zhou Andong said: "Song Ziyi ran away, didn't he? Those bastards said he was killed by me and demanded the police arrest me and punish me severely."

"These people..." Seeing Jian Qiu shook her head helplessly.

Zhou Andong picked up a shrimp dumpling, put it in his mouth, and muttered.

"The police have already announced that Song Ziyi fled in fear of punishment, but that gang has been leading the rhythm."

Seeing Jian Qiu sighed: "These traitors are really terrifying. It's fortunate that Wu Chao and the others have evidence of Song Ziyi running away, otherwise you really wouldn't be able to explain it clearly."

Zhou Andong was also very helpless: "It's not terrible for a country and nation to have traitors; the most terrible thing is the emergence of traitor culture. Look at the current situation; our Chinese nation has once again reached the most dangerous time."

"No matter how many traitors there are, it's an individual behavior, not enough to put the entire nation to death, while traitor culture is a national terminal illness that can cause the destruction of the country and the race."

Seeing Jian Qiu asked: "What is traitor culture?"

Zhou Andong put down his chopsticks and picked up a napkin to wipe his mouth: "Traitor culture is when a country's traitors no longer feel ashamed of their treasonous behavior, but instead feel very glorious and righteous."

"They often use the banner of justice, claiming to use all means, including legal means, to defend treasonous behavior, and thus receive cheers and support from many media outlets."

"Then, when people who are truly patriotic and criticize treasonous behavior are made to feel anxious and fearful, not knowing when they will be taken to court, it marks the formation of traitor culture."

"When we were subjected to the comprehensive invasion by the little devils, one of the important reasons we could firmly believe that the Chinese nation would eventually win was that although there were millions of puppet troops and tens of millions of traitors at that time, a traitor culture had not been formed."

"Even the biggest traitor, Wang Jingwei, insisted that he was saving the country through a curve, and the purpose of defecting to the little devils was to save the country. Many people at that time, although they were traitors, did not take pride in it."

"Look at now, these people are using this form against me, slandering my patriotic words and deeds as narrow nationalism against globalization. And they are treasonous with reason, treasonous with glory."

"Including that sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked one yesterday, but I don't have any special opinion about him. After all, he is the result of Western cultural education, and it's understandable for him to become a traitor. I am angry at those foreign slaves in the country; they all should be shot."

Just then, Wu Chao, who had just left, returned, holding a letter in his hand, his expression very solemn.

"Chairman, this was found at the door of your room. Take a look."

Zhou Andong took it. The envelope wasn't sealed, and there was only one photo inside.

He took out the photo. It was a man in his fifties, and there were two words on it.

"Secret Flower!"

Zhou Andong raised his eyebrows: "Does it mean that this guy opened a secret flower and wants my life?"

Wu Chao said softly: "I know this person." ===== CHAPTER 1107 =====