Chapter 1504

Zhou Zhou Xianyong said without even thinking: "Violet!"

"Hmm?" Zhou Andong asked: "Home textiles?"

"What home textiles?" Zhou Zhou Xianyong said with dissatisfaction: "This is a light luxury brand; I don't sell home textiles. I only have clothing, bags, and cosmetics. It's a household name in Wanwan, very popular with professional women, and many stars use it."

Zhou Andong remembered there was only one home textile brand called Violet, and he hadn't heard that it also had clothing, bags, and cosmetics. He guessed that in his previous life, this brand either disappeared or stayed in Wanwan and never entered the domestic market.

"Why are you asking this?" At this moment, Zhou Zhou Xianyong reacted and looked at Zhou Andong very vigilantly.

"Uncle, you looking like this makes my heart hurt." Zhou Andong said in a cutesy, affected voice: "We are real cousin-uncle and nephew; what bad intentions could I possibly have?"

Zhou Zhou Xianyong shivered violently: "Speak normally."

Zhou Andong asked with great anticipation: "Is my Wanwan accent authentic?"

"Is that a Wanwan accent?" Zhou Zhou Xianyong said irritably: "You sound like you're trying to turn all the men in Wanwan gay."

Zhou Andong rolled his eyes at him: "Let's talk business. You investing in my entertainment company is no problem, but there must be cross-shareholding."

Zhou Zhou Xianyong's eyes widened instantly: "You also want to invest in my Violet?"

"Correct." Zhou Andong snapped his fingers: "I also want ten percent of Violet's shares."

Zhou Zhou Xianyong was silent for a moment: "Do you know how big Violet's brand value is now?"

"It doesn't matter how big it is." Zhou Andong said with a smile: "Didn't you just say it yourself? I'm not short on money. Besides, my Future Entertainment has no less potential than your Violet.

As long as the domestic film and television market opens up, Future Entertainment will soar. I have the confidence to build Future Entertainment into the most influential entertainment aircraft carrier in Asia, or even the world."

Zhou Zhou Xianyong laughed loudly: "Andong, I've discovered another common point between us: we both talk nonsense."

Zhou Andong rolled his eyes at him: "Regardless of whether I talk nonsense or not, I'll just ask you, is our cooperation reliable?"

"This is reliable." Zhou Zhou Xianyong nodded: "I can consider it."

"Good!" Zhou Andong stood up: "I still have to go pick up a beauty to bring home for the New Year. You can consider it at home; tell me when you've thought it through."

Upon hearing about picking up a beauty to bring home for the New Year, Zhou Zhou Xianyong's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked: "Where is this beauty from, and why is she coming to our house for the New Year?"

"Sigh!" Zhou Andong stepped outside: "A beauty drifting in a foreign land with nowhere to go for the New Year. I'm a kind-hearted person, so I decided to bring her home for the New Year."

Zhou Zhou Xianyong chased after him quickly: "I think Jingcheng is a bit chaotic, and those young thugs have guns. It's not safe for you to go pick up a beauty alone; I'll go with you."

"No need!" Zhou Andong refused without hesitation: "Bodyguards will be following me."

"Those are all roughnecks." Zhou Zhou Xianyong didn't care whether Zhou Andong agreed or not and followed him forward: "What if you scare the beauty?"

"Where are you all going?"

Zhou Wanyu was watching Yu Zhan fry lamb skewers, holding a piece of fried sweet potato in her hand, with something still in her mouth—she was mumbling as she spoke.

"We're going to pick someone up." Zhou Andong grabbed a fried lamb skewer: "Are you coming?"

"Who are you picking up?" Zhou Wanyu hurriedly swallowed what was in her mouth.

Zhou Andong bit down and pulled the meat off the skewer: "The general manager of RT-Mart, a beauty from Xiangjiang. You all should have common language."

"I'm going!" Zhou Wanyu grabbed two fried meat balls: "Let's go!"

Looking at the balls Zhou Wanyu had grabbed in her hand, Zhou Andong said with a smile: "Little Aunt, you have completely overturned my fantasy of a wealthy heiress."

Zhou Wanyu stuffed both balls into her mouth without any regard for her image and mumbled.

"When I was little, your little aunt often practiced 'recollecting bitterness and thinking of sweetness'."

"Huh?" Zhou Andong was very surprised: "You even know about 'recollecting bitterness and thinking of sweetness'?"

"It's all because of your Third Man Man Laoyezi." Zhou Xianqiang spoke, his tone quite dissatisfied: "Whenever he had nothing to do, he made us 'recollect bitterness and think of sweetness.' To this day, I still remember that when I was seven, he threw me in the countryside for over half a year and even stipulated that I could only eat meat once a week."

Zhou Andong laughed: "In the sixties, there was a 'recollect bitterness and think of sweetness' movement here. I reckon Third Man Man Laoyezi must have known about this too."

As he spoke, Zhou Andong stepped out of the gate and suddenly saw a guy at the mouth of the alley, acting suspiciously, peeking over here while leaning against the wall.

"What's up with that guy at the alley entrance?" Zhou Andong asked Wu Chao and the others who were roasting lamb nearby.

Wu Chao said: "He's been lying over there, acting suspiciously for a while now. A while ago, Wang Wentian went over to ask, and he just said he was curious and taking a look, so we didn't pay him any mind."

At this moment, that guy walked over quickly. Wu Chao and the others immediately stood up, protecting Zhou Andong, Zhou Xianqiang, and Zhou Wanyu.

Zhou Xianqiang said with a smile: "It's fine, I know this kid."

The expression on Zhou Wanyu's face became very strange: "This kid has always been fearless, so why do I feel like he's acting timid today? The way he was leaning against the wall was so sleazy."

"Uncle, Little Aunt, I've missed you to death."

The person who came was none other than Zhou Yu. This guy had been hiding for so long, and today was New Year's Eve; he knew he couldn't hide anymore and had to come, otherwise the consequences would definitely be very serious.

It was just that he felt irritable whenever he thought about the old man comparing him to Zhou Andong, so he had been dragging his feet and hesitating ever since he got here, like a thief.

Zhou Andong immediately knew who this kid was: "Zhou Yu!"

"What?"

Zhou Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhou Andong, looking like he was ready to fight at the slightest disagreement.

Zhou Andong didn't say anything; he turned around and kicked the thick ginkgo tree trunk next to the gate.

With a muffled thud, the tree, as thick as a person's embrace, shook violently, and the frost hanging on the branches fell down in a flurry.

"What's up, you want to spar with me?"

"Gulp!"

Zhou Yu swallowed, and then a smile appeared on his face. He walked over quickly, grabbed Zhou Andong's hand, and shook it vigorously.

"Big Brother, the old man often talks about how awesome you are in front of me. To be honest, I didn't believe it. But seeing you today, you really live up to your reputation."

After the kid finished speaking, he didn't give Zhou Andong a chance to talk: "Uncle, Little Aunt, where are you all going?"

Zhou Wanyu had never seen Zhou Yu look so sycophantic before; she wanted to laugh but was afraid Zhou Yu wouldn't be able to save face.

"We're going to pick someone up; she's a beauty. Are you coming?"

"I'm going!" Zhou Yu nodded without hesitation: "I want to have a good chat with Brother Dong to build up our relationship."

From the moment this kid saw Zhou Andong, he thought to himself that he couldn't lose face even if he lost the battle—if he wasn't convinced, he'd just fight.

It was just that he hadn't expected Zhou Andong's combat power to be so strong. If that kick had landed on his waist...

He probably wouldn't be able to take care of himself for the rest of his life, and most importantly, he'd only be able to look at pretty young ladies but not be able to use them.

So this kid admitted defeat very straightforwardly. Since he couldn't beat him, he'd join him. After all, a man should be able to hold on and let go.

It's just that from now on, he would have to live in the shadow of this bastard Zhou Andong. Life definitely wouldn't be easy, but it was still better than getting beaten up.