Chapter 1277

Zhou Andong sighed: "Dalin, let's be honest between brothers. Except for your sister-in-law who treats me like a treasure, what am I in the Jian family?

Especially since it's such a big matter, how can I have a say? I can't meddle blindly either. But you are different; you are Man Man Laoyezi Tang's own grandson. Even if you make a mistake, will they drive you out of the house?"

Tang Lin didn't believe it at all: "Boss, can we stop running wild with our mouths? If Man Man Laoyezi Jian didn't like you, how could there be this action against the Fan family?"

"Are you stupid?" Zhou Andong was quite disappointed: "That's because there are huge interests, and I just need to mention it. But this case is different; it involves a high level, is it something a small vendor like me can meddle in?"

"Sigh!"

Tang Lin sighed: "Didn't expect that the treacherous... no, the Dong brother who has the talent to manage the world, also has these troubles that only ordinary people have. Fine, I'll sacrifice this hundred-plus pounds and talk to my old man."

Since Tang Lin agreed, Zhou Andong didn't care about this guy's slip of the tongue.

"Fine, that's it."

Zhou Andong put down the phone, and Jian Qiu also woke up, lying lazily on Zhou Andong's chest.

"What happened, how did it get involved with the Tong family again?"

Zhou Andong told her about the matter, and Jian Qiu stretched out two fingers, pinched his arm, and twisted it.

"You are unwilling to meddle, so you instigate Tang Lin to jump into the pit; you are really wicked."

"How am I wicked?" Zhou Andong said unhappily: "I am doing this for his own good; I am giving him a chance to perform in front of his old man."

Jian Qiu rolled her eyes, then yawned: "It's almost eight o'clock, get up, we still have to go to school."

The two put on their clothes, washed up, and walked out of the dormitory building; snow was falling outside again.

"What kind of ghost weather is this; if it's not handled well, there might really be a snow disaster in some places."

Jian Qiu had a worried face: "Yes, this weather is too abnormal."

Zhou Andong tried hard to think about where exactly the snow disaster occurred in 1994, but he just couldn't remember.

"Regardless of whether a snow disaster will occur, we must prepare in advance."

Jian Qiu was stunned: "Prepare what?"

"Disaster relief supplies." Zhou Andong said: "Rice, flour, oil, water, and contact the instant noodle factory in the capital to buy a few tons of instant noodles. Once a snow disaster occurs in a place, we can react immediately. If no place suffers a snow disaster, we will distribute it to employees as benefits."

Jian Qiu smiled, looking at Zhou Andong, with thick, unmelting love in her eyes.

"Husband, thank you."

"It's bland!" Zhou Andong sighed: "Wife, you actually said thank you to me; the feelings have faded. My heart is not good, especially blocked."

"Pfft!" Jian Qiu couldn't help but laugh, looked around, and seeing no one, kissed Zhou Andong on the face like a dragonfly touching water.

"How does it feel?"

Zhou Andong smiled: "The feelings are back."

"If they are back, let's go." Jian Qiu pulled Zhou Andong and walked: "Find a place to eat breakfast first."

"Chairman!" Two security department employees greeted from afar: "Vice Chairman Jian!"

Today is New Year's Day; except for those on duty, everyone is on holiday. It won't be until three or four in the afternoon that employees will come to watch the party.

Zhou Andong said with a smile: "It's such a holiday, and I let you be on duty, it's hard work."

The two hurriedly waved their hands: "Not hard, there is double pay for being on duty."

Zhou Andong laughed loudly: "Satisfied with double pay? When we develop better, your wages will get higher and higher, and you will get triple pay for working overtime during the New Year and holidays."

The two were spirited. If it were before, whether it was Gao Qingkui or Zhang Deyou who said such words, they would have treated it as a fart and wouldn't believe it at all.

But these words were said by Zhou Andong, so they believed it, and believed it firmly. Because since Zhou Andong served as the factory director, he had never fired an empty cannon; as long as he said it, it was all realized.

"Alright, you go get busy."

The two left, and Zhou Andong and Jian Qiu just walked to the gate when Old Zhao ran out of the guard room.

"Good morning, two Chairmen."

Zhou Andong asked strangely: "You were on the night shift last night, why are you still on the day shift?"

Old Zhao said: "Old Zhang caught a cold. Early in the morning, his son ran over to ask for leave, so I changed shifts with him."

"Fine!" Zhou Andong exhorted: "You are the gate god of our wine factory, you must also pay attention to your body. If you get sick, it will be a big loss for our wine factory."

Old Zhao patted his chest: "My body is great, please rest assured, Chairman, I will definitely be a good gate god for our wine factory. No matter where the little ghosts come from, as long as I am here, don't even think about getting in."

Zhou Andong laughed loudly: "Alright, I have something to do, so I'll go first, you be your gate god."

"Yes!" Old Zhao saluted in a decent manner.

"Di-di-di..."

Yao Jun came, the car stopped at the gate, and Tang Wenjuan got out of the car, shouting affectionately.

"Chairman, Sister-in-law!"

Tang Wenjuan walked over with her stomach showing, holding Jian Qiu's arm.

"Sister-in-law, I heard from Dajun that you are also pregnant?"

Jian Qiu nodded: "I had it in October, more than two months later than you."

Tang Wenjuan asked: "Is it a boy or a girl?"

Jian Qiu said: "Didn't check, no matter if it's a boy or a girl, it's all good."

Zhou Andong asked: "Have you eaten?"

Yao Jun took out a cigarette and handed it to Zhou Andong: "Not yet!"

"Let's go!" Zhou Andong walked to the opposite side: "Eat after eating."

Yao Jun pointed to the newly opened Pan Jie Xiaolongbao opposite: "Er Lei opened it, the taste is very good, let's go eat there."

Zhou Andong was stunned, looked up at the sign, and said with a smile: "He told me he was coming back to open a bun shop, didn't expect he really opened it."

Yao Jun also smiled: "Er Lei has changed so much that I almost don't recognize him."

Zhou Andong asked: "How is the business of his bun shop?"

"Very good!" Yao Jun said: "Because the taste is good and the price is affordable, at noon and night, if you come late, you can't find a seat."

"Is that so?"

As they were talking, Zhou Andong lifted the door curtain and was about to enter when he heard a police siren from afar.

He put down the door curtain again, retreated, and looked up in the direction of the siren.

I saw two police cars side by side, flashing lights, and driving slowly toward this side with sirens.

Behind was a bus hearse with military license plates, with black gauze flowers hanging in front of the car head, and an enlarged black and white photo in the middle.

The photo is a soldier, not very old, only twenty-six or twenty-seven, but Zhou Andong looked very familiar.

"Dajun, do you know this person?"

Yao Jun had already seen it, and his voice said with some trembling: "He... he is Wang Yousheng."