Chapter 1181: Success Depends on Heaven

Jian Qiu was stunned for a moment, then smiled, hugging Zhou Andong's arm with one hand and stroking her stomach, which was not yet showing, with the other.

"Grandpa, with your words, everything Dongzi did before is worth it. Speaking of which, my man, Jian Qiu's man, doesn't need anyone's acknowledgment. I said these things just because I feel it's too unfair to him."

Zhou Andong took a deep breath, a brilliant smile appearing on his face: "What virtue or ability do I, Zhou Andong, have, and how lucky am I, to be able to marry such a good woman as Jian Qiu as my wife."

Looking at the loving appearance of the two, Jian Minglang snorted coldly: "Grandma, aren't you tired? I'll help you into the room to rest."

The old lady stood up, looking at Jian Qiu, wanting to say something but stopping, but in the end, she didn't say anything and walked into her room.

The old man sighed: "Dongzi, what are you looking for me for? Come in and talk."

Zhou Andong nodded, followed the old man into the study, saw the cigarette on the desk, picked it up without any politeness, lit one, and then put the rest in his pocket.

The old man's mouth twitched: "Speak."

Zhou Andong sat on the sofa, his expression solemn: "Have you paid any attention to the private mining and smuggling of rare earths in Ganzhou?"

The old man didn't expect Zhou Andong to ask about this: "I know a little, but I haven't paid much attention."

Zhou Andong asked: "You should know the importance of rare earths, right?"

The old man picked up his teacup and took a sip, then got up, picked up the thermos, and poured another cup.

"You have to know, some things aren't something the higher-ups can intervene in just because they want to."

Zhou Andong certainly knew that the old thing from the Fan family was still alive. If they wanted to move Ganzhou, or even the whole province.

Without the old man's word, no one would easily move, otherwise, big problems could arise.

"Actually, this matter isn't that complicated." Zhou Andong leaned over to take the ashtray and flicked the ash.

The old man smiled: "Listening to you, you seem to have a well-thought-out plan."

"I wouldn't say well-thought-out." Zhou Andong smiled: "But if you do as I say, uprooting the Fan family in Ganzhou Province shouldn't be a difficult problem."

The old man raised his eyebrows: "Tell me, how can the Fan family be uprooted?"

Zhou Andong said: "Private mining, smuggling rare earths, polluting the environment—not to mention how much loss it has caused the country, there are even more serious problems.

For example, underworld involvement, safety, protection of workers' livelihoods, and even human lives. I have already had people investigate. When the time comes, you can greet the newspapers below, and they can report it normally."

The old man was someone who didn't need things to be spelled out too clearly; as long as he pondered it, he understood Zhou Andong's intention.

"You want to use public opinion to force the higher-ups to take action against the Fan family?"

Zhou Andong looked at the old man: "Do you think it's feasible?"

The old man didn't answer Zhou Andong, but asked: "Who did you have investigate? Do you know that this is very dangerous?"

"Liu Zhengming." Zhou Andong said: "He was transferred to Ganzhou to serve as a deputy for more than a year, but he was sidelined and unable to carry out work, and couldn't even intervene in the mining safety he was in charge of."

The old man smiled: "How did you persuade him? You have to know, if this matter doesn't succeed, he will be in danger."

"Liu Zhengming is a very upright person, and he is also someone who is not willing to be lonely, and even less someone who won't fight back after being hit."

Zhou Andong smoked: "And his position, to put it bluntly, is just for taking the blame. If he doesn't agree, the only way out is to be transferred, otherwise, once any mine has an accident, he will be finished too."

The old man pondered for a moment: "I will greet the newspapers below. As for whether the matter can succeed, it depends on your operation."

"Man proposes, God disposes." Zhou Andong stood up: "Whether it succeeds or not depends on whether God gives face."

Watching Zhou Andong leave the study, the old man frowned, pondered for a long time, grabbed the phone on the desk, and dialed a string of numbers.

Soon, a hoarse but very loud voice came through the receiver: "Surname Jian, what are you looking for me for?"

The old man smiled: "To see if you're dead, preparing to buy you a wreath."

"I won't die even if you die." The other party snorted coldly: "What exactly is it? If you don't say it, I'm hanging up."

The old man said: "I have a bottle of good wine here. Tomorrow night I'll go to your place, and we'll drink it."

The other party was immediately vigilant: "You want to treat me to a drink?"

"Yes!" The old man smiled, like a fox seeing a chick.

"No." The other party refused: "I won't drink, don't come."

"You really won't drink?" The old man asked.

"Won't drink." The other party's tone was very firm.

"Okay." The old man said very readily: "Since you won't drink, I'll go find that old thing Ye Tuan."

Hearing that he was going to find Ye Tuan, the other party couldn't stay calm: "You said you're going to find Ye Tuan?"

The old man smiled silently: "Is there a problem?"

The other party's tone was somewhat incredulous: "You pitted that old thing Ye Tuan so badly, when did you make up and drink together?"

"None of your business." The old man said: "Alright, I still have things to do, so I'm going to call Ye Tuan, let's leave it at that."

"Wait." The other party couldn't help but ask: "What kind of wine do you have?"

"Don't worry about what kind of wine it is." The old man said: "If you drink, I'll take the wine to find you tomorrow night. If you don't drink, I'll go find Ye Tuan."

"Okay!" The other party seemed to have made a big decision: "Surname Jian, if you dare to lie to me, I won't be done with you."

"What kind of relationship do we have?" The old man's face was full of joy: "When have I ever lied to you?"

"You haven't lied to me." The other party snorted: "But you haven't pitted me any less."

"You, you were like this when you were young, dawdling, and always suspicious."

The old man's tone was very dissatisfied: "Alright, I have things to do. We'll meet tomorrow night and chat while we drink."

Not giving the other party a chance to speak, the old man hung up the phone quickly, then laughed out loud.

Zhou Andong and Jian Qiu were about to leave, and hearing the old man's hearty laughter, they looked at each other strangely.

I don't know what good thing this old man encountered to be so happy.

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Ganzhou!

Yu Wei had just finished work. As soon as he arrived home, Wan Quan followed him in.

"Brother-in-law!" Wan Quan was about to speak.

Yu Wei waved his hand: "Go to the study."

The two came to the study, and Yu Wei poured Wan Quan a cup of tea: "How was it?"

"I feel like even God is helping us."

"Hmm?" Upon hearing this, Yu Wei knew it must have gone very smoothly and had unexpected gains: "Hurry up and tell me."

Wan Quan then explained the situation with Da Qiangzi and Sun Wang: "Brother-in-law, do you think this means Heaven itself is helping us?"