Chapter 1210

"Hmm?" Not hearing a sound, the old man hummed: "What? I'm happy and relieved that you don't take advantage of the country. But now the country needs you, and you're unwilling?"

"No!" Zhou Andong said immediately: "The country needs me, so I will definitely be duty-bound. But my bottom line cannot be broken either. So, I still refuse the investment, but since the country is short of money, I can lend it, as long as you pay me interest according to the bank's interest rate."

Zhou Andong's decision really made the old man a bit confused. What about not taking advantage of the country, what about the bottom line.

If someone else said this, he could still believe it a few points, but coming out of Zhou Andong's mouth, he didn't believe it at all.

But this kid doesn't even pick up money when he sees it on the street, and with such a big benefit in front of him, he refuses repeatedly. This really makes him unable to understand.

"Tell the truth, why do you refuse repeatedly. Don't try to fool me with what about not taking advantage of the country, what about the bottom line. If you had a bottom line, you wouldn't have cheated me out of several cartons of cigarettes."

"..."

Zhou Andong was speechless: "Grandpa, you can't say it like that. The cigarettes were given to me by you voluntarily. It belongs to an exchange, and it's also the reward for the ideas I gave you. What does this have to do with the bottom line?"

"Don't interrupt!" The old man huffed: "Why refuse?"

"Alright, I'll tell the truth." Zhou Andong smacked his lips. Of course, he wouldn't tell the truth, and he couldn't tell it: "The establishment of the central grain reserves is a major national strategy, under the vertical management of the central authorities.

Now you old leaders are all here, and I am also alive, so my investment definitely won't be a problem. But to say something unpleasant, one day you are all gone, and I have an accident.

The 15 percent of the shares in my hands could become a bomb. This is a huge hidden danger. Instead of hoping that someone will be able to dismantle it in the future, it's better not to bury it now."

The old man fell silent. After a good while, he said: "What you said makes sense. I will report it to the top."

"Okay!"

Waiting for the old man to hang up the phone, Zhou Andong put it down.

But just as he put down the phone, the ringing sounded again. Zhou Andong picked it up again.

"Hello, I am Zhou Andong."

Cheng Zhanjun's voice came from the opposite side: "It's really not easy to find you. I've been calling for a whole day and made several calls."

Zhou Andong said speechlessly: "Why didn't you call the pager?"

"You have a pager?" Cheng Zhanjun asked: "Why didn't you tell me the pager number?"

Zhou Andong blinked and looked at Seeing Jian Qiu.

Seeing Jian Qiu had been listening with her ear pressed against it, and then looked at Zhou Andong very innocently.

"Sorry, Leader." Zhou Andong sighed: "It was my negligence."

"You didn't take me seriously at all." Cheng Zhanjun's tone was very dissatisfied: "Tell you one thing, I'm about to be transferred."

"What?" Zhou Andong sat up straight abruptly: "You're about to be transferred?"

"Yes!" Cheng Zhanjun said: "In these few days, the organization will talk to me."

"..."

"You're leaving, who is coming down?" Zhou Andong really wanted to curse: "If you don't sit in Jiangzhou, all the efforts we've made for so long might come to nothing."

Perhaps feeling the suppressed anger in Zhou Andong's heart, Cheng Zhanjun laughed heartily.

"Are you very angry, very furious, and really want to curse?"

"No."

Hearing Cheng Zhanjun's laughter, Zhou Andong knew that it must have been arranged. At this moment, a smile also appeared on his face.

"You know, you kid are good at everything, but your stubbornness really makes me quite annoyed with you."

Zhou Andong curled his lips: "Tell me, who is going to take your place, and where are you going?"

Cheng Zhanjun said: "There are two places, one is Yangcheng, and the other is Fengjing."

Zhou Andong's heart stirred: "Deputy squad leader of Fengjing?"

Cheng Zhanjun laughed again: "You kid has become a spirit. How could you guess that I'm going to Fengjing, and still be the deputy squad leader?"

Zhou Andong also smiled: "Because there is still a Qin Laosan there. I figure he might not be very honest, so you, this big Buddha, are going to suppress him."

Cheng Zhanjun suddenly sighed: "I really don't know how your heart is grown. If a mouse ran into your heart, it would probably get lost."

Zhou Andong asked: "What position is Yangcheng?"

Cheng Zhanjun said: "Full-time deputy secretary."

Zhou Andong fell silent for a moment: "You chose the wrong one. You should have gone to Yangcheng, so that you could go faster."

Cheng Zhanjun said with a smile: "Jiangzhou is my hard work. How could I stay too far away? And Qin Laosan, he hasn't been very honest for a while and has been secretly instigating something. How could I leave."

"Qin Laosan, oh Qin Laosan." Zhou Andong sighed: "I guess he never dreamed that you would suddenly ride on his head.

You say, once the news of your transfer to Fengjing is made public, will Qin Laosan be scared enough to pee his pants? Should I buy him two diapers?"

"Sure." Cheng Zhanjun teased: "You buy them, and I'll take them to him."

Zhou Andong chuckled: "Let's not talk about him. Let's talk about who is going to take your place."

"An old friend of mine, a person with very strong ability." Cheng Zhanjun's tone was very respectful: "His name is Chen Wenqi."

Hearing the name Chen Wenqi, Zhou Andong was stunned.

Because he was too familiar with this name, so familiar that he couldn't forget it in two lifetimes.

Not just him, in his previous life, all the common people in Jiangzhou would pay tribute whenever this name was mentioned.

In his previous life, Chen Wenqi served as the squad leader of Jiangzhou in early 1994.

But in July, Jiangzhou region had heavy rain, and the Jiangzhou River, including the Dajin River in Jinli County, rose sharply.

Chen Wenqi took people to investigate the danger himself. That early morning, a wave came, and he and a reporter disappeared into the rolling river water.

For many years after, whenever he had time, Zhou Andong would buy a bouquet of flowers, take wine and cigarettes, and go to pay tribute in front of Chen Wenqi's monument.

Because in his heart, and in the hearts of most of the common people in Jiangzhou, Chen Wenqi was the best secretary in Jiangzhou.

Zhou Andong would often think, if Chen Wenqi hadn't sacrificed himself, Jiangzhou would definitely be a completely different scene.

It's just that he never thought that in his previous life, Cheng Zhanjun had never been to Jiangzhou.

But in this life, history took a turn because of him, and finally returned to the starting point.

"What's wrong?" Not hearing Zhou Andong's voice, Cheng Zhanjun asked.

"Nothing." Zhou Andong replied, "When are you leaving?"

Cheng Zhanjun said: "I guess I have to leave before the Spring Festival."

"Okay!" Zhou Andong said: "I'll see you off then."

Cheng Zhanjun smiled and said: "I'm just going to Fengjing, and it's not very far. Why see me off? If you're too busy, you don't have to come back."

"That won't do!" Zhou Andong said: "I must go back."

"Suit yourself." Cheng Zhanjun said with a smile: "Then that's it."

Zhou Andong promised and hung up the phone, looked at the calendar on the wall, and exhaled a long breath.