Chapter 1109: Mother and Son Share National Justice

Zhou Andong tilted his head to look at the bustling Xiangjiang street scene outside, his voice becoming very soft.

"I established a charity fund, taking out a certain amount of profit every year to invest in it, seeking only to give and not to receive. I don't crave gratitude from society, but I must be grateful to society."

"China has a population of over a billion. There is still a long way to go before everyone can have meat to eat at every meal. Especially in rural areas, children cannot afford to go to school, and some people cannot even fill their stomachs."

"All of this certainly requires the government to work hard, but it also requires those who have the ability and become rich first to share the country's worries and participate in social poverty alleviation."

"Country, country—only with a country is there a home. I am also a member of this country. Those who are still struggling on the poverty line are all my brothers and sisters. Seeing them have meat to eat is my happiness."

Zhou Andong took a puff of his cigarette, his voice becoming even softer, as if he were muttering to himself, but everyone in the car could hear clearly.

"I only hope that for all my brothers and sisters, whether domestic or abroad: warmth in the three winters, no cold in spring, a lamp when it's dark, and an umbrella when it rains!"

Jian Qiu's eyes turned red with emotion; she grabbed Zhou Andong's hand tightly and rested her head gently on Zhou Andong's shoulder.

"I will always be by your side, facing all difficulties with you, climbing high mountains and crossing big rivers, witnessing happiness."

Zhou Chaozhong understood the mainland and understood the lives of the people in the mainland, where a large portion of people were still struggling on the poverty line.

There were also some who had become rich first, but no one cared about these things, so Zhou Andong's words touched him deeply.

He was also moved by Zhou Andong's pure, innocent patriotism, and his eyes were somewhat moist.

"Mr. Zhou!" Zhou Chaozhong took a deep breath: "It's already the end of 1993. 94, 95, 96—there are still three more years, and Xiangjiang will return home."

"But many Xiangjiang people are in a panic; they are afraid that Hong Kong will become a dead port. Now some people are preparing to emigrate. What are your views on these?"

Zhou Andong smiled: "'One Country, Two Systems' is a great concept and also an epoch-making initiative. Its spirit is magnificent, and the world finds it amazing."

"Saying it is great is because it embodies the sense of responsibility, strategic vision, political tolerance, and institutional confidence of Chinese leaders. It is a historical mission and sense of responsibility to safeguard sovereignty and national unity."

"I believe that as long as we adhere to the foundation of 'One Country' and make good use of the benefits of 'Two Systems', we will be harmonious but different, mutually beneficial and win-win. Especially at the time of reform and opening up, China has entered an important historical period."

"In this great era, anyone with a little vision can see that this is not a crisis for Xiangjiang, but an opportunity. As long as we follow the pace of the times and firmly grasp the dividends of the mainland's reform and opening up, Xiangjiang will be equipped with wings to take off and become an even more dazzling pearl."

"Therefore, some people are hesitant, but more people are full of hope. Xiangjiang—the river flows as before, the scenery of Victoria Peak does not diminish, just waiting for the day of return, mother and son will share national justice and share the glory of rejuvenation."

Zhou Chaozhong was so excited that he listened, his hand holding the recording pen clenching into a fist, his eyes shining like light bulbs.

"Mother and son share national justice, share the glory of rejuvenation—I am so looking forward to that day."

"I am also looking forward to it."

Zhou Andong's eyes were also flashing with light. With his current status and position, there was absolutely no problem for him to come to Xiangjiang to witness that historical moment with his own eyes.

Next, the two talked about many things—the mainland, Xiangjiang—and then somehow they talked about the current white sugar, which belonged to casual chatting.

"Mr. Zhou, are you paying attention to the futures market?"

"Yes!" Zhou Andong nodded, "I have been paying attention."

Zhou Chaozhong asked: "The current rise of white sugar is very good, but there was a violent fluctuation yesterday. However, it closed at the highest point in the end, and overall, it still looks good."

Zhou Andong asked: "Do you think white sugar will continue to rise?"

"Hard to say." Zhou Chaozhong smiled: "But I asked a few expert friends in finance, and they all told me that white sugar hasn't reached the top yet. The fluctuation yesterday was the dealer washing the market. There will be fluctuations next, so don't worry too much."

"I heard a story like this." Zhou Andong tapped his forehead: "A student said to his teacher that last night he saw a blind man walking with a lantern. Since the blind man clearly couldn't see, what was the use of carrying a lantern?"

"The teacher replied: If he was afraid that others wouldn't see the road clearly, this is Confucianism. If he was afraid that others would bump into him, this is Mohism. If he believed that one must carry a lantern when going out at night, this is Legalism."

"If he believed in letting things take their own course, this is Taoism. If he used this to enlighten all living beings, this is Buddhism. If he could clearly see but pretended to be blind, this is a politician. If he was truly blind but carried a lantern to guide others, this must be an expert!"

Just as Zhou Chaozhong was pondering Zhou Andong's words, the car stopped, and the driver said: "Chairman, we're here!"

Zhou Andong said: "I'm quite busy, so I won't invite you up to sit. Where are you going? I'll have the driver take you back."

"No need." Zhou Chaozhong refused: "I'll just take a taxi back myself."

Several people got out of the car, and twenty or thirty bodyguards quickly surrounded Zhou Andong and Jian Qiu in the middle.

Zhou Andong shook hands with Zhou Chaozhong: "Reporter Zhou, I feel like I've known you for a long time. Finally, I'll give you a piece of advice. If you have white sugar futures in your hands, within two days, sell them at the highest point."

Zhou Chaozhong was stunned: "Do you mean that white sugar will fall?"

"This is just my personal opinion." Zhou Andong smiled slightly: "I can't guarantee that white sugar will definitely fall."

"I understand." Zhou Chaozhong nodded: "Mr. Zhou, thank you for accepting the interview."

Zhou Andong said very sincerely: "Remember to contact me when you go to the mainland in the future."

Jian Qiu took a business card out of her bag and handed it over. Zhou Chaozhong was stunned, then took it, put it into his pocket very carefully, and said excitedly.

"When I go to the mainland, I will definitely contact you."

"Then that's it." Zhou Andong shook hands with Zhou Chaozhong again.

"Goodbye!" Zhou Chaozhong said, then turned and left.

Zhou Andong and Jian Qiu entered the building surrounded by bodyguards, then got into the elevator. As soon as they entered the company, they heard Yuan Wanqi say.

"Chairman, at 10:30 last night, 9:30 AM New York time, the New York Stock Exchange opened, and white sugar experienced a huge fluctuation, closing down 3.6% at night."

Speaking of this, Yuan Wanqi smiled: "Clearly, the other party noticed our intentions and followed our footsteps."

Zhou Andong also smiled: "Isn't this very good? Isn't their intention also to short white sugar? It's just that it was advanced by us."

Yuan Wanqi said: "Their purpose is high control, eating a wave of gains, and then shorting. But white sugar hadn't reached the highest point yet when it was cut off by us, forcing them to follow our footsteps. I estimate they want to kill us."

Zhou Andong said: "If we want to eat meat, we can't follow behind them. Since we've noticed their intentions, we must use our own rhythm to lead them, letting them drink soup behind our butts." ===== CHAPTER 1110 =====