Chapter 155

Getting into the car, Zhou Andong drove, found a roadside stall to eat breakfast, and it was already past nine when they returned to the liquor factory.

Parking the car downstairs in the dormitory building, Jian Qiu said: "Send the books to my dormitory, let An Jing and Xiaoqin live here; tutoring will be convenient."

"Factory Director!" Two security guards saw Zhou Andong carrying two large bags out of the trunk and hurriedly ran over, "We'll help you take them up."

Zhou Andong said: "Send them to Factory Director Jian's dormitory."

"Alright!" The two security guards carried the bags and walked in front, while Zhou Andong and Jian Qiu followed them up to the fourth floor.

Jian Qiu took out the key and opened the door: "Alright, thank you."

"You're welcome, you're welcome!" The two security guards hurriedly waved their hands and turned to go downstairs.

After the dormitory was cleaned up, the furniture was also bought, but Jian Qiu had never lived there once. Zhou Andong carried the bags in and placed them beside the sofa in the living room.

Before his bent waist could straighten, he was pushed onto the sofa by Jian Qiu, followed by suppressed gasps and the creaking sound of the sofa unable to bear the weight.

More than half an hour later, Jian Qiu was panting, lying on Zhou Andong, motionless. A drop of sweat fell from the tip of her hair onto her shoulder blade, then slowly slid down the curve of her back, and finally slid onto Zhou Andong's arm.

Jian Qiu lay lazily in Zhou Andong's ear and said: "I don't want to move, hold me to take a bath."

Zhou Andong sat up, then supported Jian Qiu's bottom and stood up, walking towards the bathroom.

Jian Qiu's elastic long legs were tightly wrapped around Zhou Andong's waist, her hands wrapped around his neck.

It was almost twelve o'clock when the two cleaned up and went downstairs. Just as they arrived at the factory gate, they bumped into Gu Bing: "Where are you going?"

"I've been waiting for you all morning." Gu Bing complained irritably, then looked at Jian Qiu, "When did you get back?"

Jian Qiu said: "Got off the train this morning."

Gu Bing nodded: "Checked it out, Tenglong Real Estate, the legal representative is Zhao Jianlong, and this is also the first real estate company in our Jiangzhou. Also, Zhao Jianlong is indeed going to develop that piece of land in Lishui Village, Chengnan, and is waiting for the city's approval. If there are no accidents, it will be approved within a month."

"Snap," Zhou Andong snapped his fingers, "You guys go eat, I'll go find Yao Jun to arrange something; I want to give Zhao Jianlong a surprise."

Yao Jun was eating in the office. Seeing Zhou Andong come, he quickly took two mouthfuls: "Checked it out?"

Zhou Andong nodded: "Does our factory have people from Lishui Village?"

"Yes!" Yao Jun wiped his mouth with his hand and covered the lunch box: "The security department has one, logistics has two; I don't know if the workshop has any."

Zhou Andong pulled up a chair and sat down, took out a cigarette and lit it: "Bring them here."

Lishui Village's location was very special, in Qiaonan, right next to the Jiangzhou River. If you say it's a village, in the early 1970s, it had already been zoned into the Jiang'an New District, and the household registration had already been converted from agricultural to non-agricultural; they were proper city people, and most of them were employees.

But if you say it's not a village, besides the Jiangzhou River next to it, the surroundings were all farmland, and you couldn't find any trace related to the city.

But who could have thought that twenty years later, this place would become the most prosperous area in Jiangzhou. In a fourth-tier small city, the housing price would actually reach 10,000.

Soon, Yao Jun brought three people back. One was not old, only twenty-three or twenty-four, a security guard in the security department, named Xu Ziwai. The other two were nearly forty and burly, loading workers in logistics. One was named Guo Changjiu, and one was named Wan Shuhui.

"Factory Director!" The three stood upright in front of Zhou Andong.

Zhou Andong pointed to the chair beside him: "Sit down and talk."

The three looked at each other, pulled the chair over, and sat down squarely.

Looking at the three, Zhou Andong was very puzzled. These employees were fearless; even Gao Qingkui had high prestige, but to say who was afraid of him, it was impossible. But how come he felt that these three guys were very afraid of him?

He didn't know that the time Zhang Xingfei came to find trouble, he had crippled the famous Scar, and fiercely cleaned up Zhang Xingfei, so he became thoroughly famous in the factory.

Later, Gao Qingkui and Zhang Deyou racked their brains to get rid of him, but in the end, they were gotten rid of by him, and he even fired Chen Laolai, Ding Liuhe, and Meng Xiaoping, who were hated by everyone but no one dared to provoke, so his prestige was immediately established.

Plus the reform, it could be said that he turned the tide and saved the liquor factory that was about to go bankrupt. Then there was the salary increase, the back pay, and finally the establishment of a joint-stock company, acquiring more than ten liquor factories in the counties and towns below, and every employee participated in the subscription of shares, becoming the master of the liquor factory.

Looking at the changing liquor factory, everyone had an indescribable sense of pride in their hearts, so their fear of Zhou Andong was not as good as saying it was respect.

For example, this crisis of Yugong liquor, they also knew clearly, and felt it more deeply than ordinary people, but they were not panicked at all. Because they believed that Zhou Andong would definitely be able to lead them through this crisis and go higher and further.

"Don't be nervous!" Zhou Andong picked up a cigarette and shared one with them, "I'm looking for you to understand some things."

"Factory Director, you speak." Guo Changjiu took the cigarette, but didn't light it, instead tucking it behind his ear.

Xu Ziwai and Wan Shuhui saw Guo Changjiu tuck the cigarette behind his ear and followed suit.

Zhou Andong smiled slightly: "The three of you are from Lishui Village, right."

"Yes!" The three nodded at the same time.

Zhou Andong asked: "In your village, are there people selling houses?"

The three were stunned. Guo Changjiu said: "Our village has about 130 households, half of the houses are empty, and the rest are elderly people living there, but I haven't heard of anyone selling houses."

Wan Shuhui said: "It's not that no one is selling, but no one is buying."

Zhou Andong nodded: "I'll give you a task; if you do it well, there's a reward."

The three were spirited, waiting for Zhou Andong to continue.

Zhou Andong said: "I'll approve 100,000 for you to buy houses in Lishui Village."

"Ah?" The three were confused, not knowing what Zhou Andong meant.

Zhou Andong said: "You didn't hear wrong; I want to buy houses in your Lishui Village, but don't buy too many, thirty or forty households will do. Remember, buying houses must be done quietly; it must be kept secret."

Xu Ziwai asked stupidly: "Factory Director, what are you buying those broken houses for?"

Zhou Andong laughed: "Make money, make big money."

Xu Ziwai stared: "Those broken houses can make money?"

"Yes!" The smile on Zhou Andong's face became more and more brilliant, "You can also buy a few sets if you have money." Then, Zhou Andong looked at Yao Jun, "Pick some trustworthy people, and after the houses are bought, transfer them to their names."

Yao Jun said with a smile: "I'll buy a few sets too, to earn some pocket money."