Chapter 1730

Sister Ting parked her car in the parking lot of the Municipal Committee Guesthouse, but she didn't get out; instead, she found a cigarette and put it in her mouth.

When she pressed the lighter, she stared at the leaping flame in front of her for a while, then threw the lighter and the cigarette in her mouth to the side.

Then she opened her bag and took out the note Zhou Andong had left her, which only had a pager number on it.

This morning, she had bought a pile of newspapers and sat on her bed looking for news about Zhou Andong.

To her surprise, all the newspapers had large sections of news entirely about Zhou Andong.

The most prominent was the sentencing of the case where a street vendor stabbed a city management officer to death, and the remarks Zhou Andong made while accepting an interview at the courthouse entrance, which had caused a huge reaction; the entire society was reflecting and discussing it.

Additionally, there was the news about the Ali snow disaster, where Zhou Andong had personally gone to the disaster area with over 30 million in donations and supplies, as well as his decision to invest in Ali.

This also occupied a large amount of space, and amidst the praise and accolades, there were also voices of doubt.

It wasn't doubting that Zhou Andong donated money and supplies—after all, that was real; even if some people looked with a magnifying glass, they couldn't find any faults and couldn't doubt it.

What they doubted was that Zhou Andong's personal trip to the disaster area was a publicity stunt, and they doubted that Zhou Andong's investment in Ali was actually to promote himself and that it was impossible for him to invest there at all.

Many of those who doubted this were so-called experts and scholars in the commercial field. Their reasons for doubting were very simple: given Ali's terrible traffic conditions, any merchant with even a little commercial vision would find it impossible to invest there.

Moreover, Zhou Andong was still planning to build a bottling base there, which was even more ridiculous. Furthermore, some people swore that Zhou Andong would definitely send people to Ali for an inspection next to block the voices of doubt.

Then he would negotiate with the local government, proposing very harsh conditions that the local government couldn't fulfill, giving him a reason to abandon the investment. Or, he would find various reasons to delay.

After dragging it out for a year or two, once everyone had forgotten about this matter, the whole thing would naturally fade away.

And because Zhou Andong had never responded, such voices of doubt grew louder and louder, and some people even really believed them.

As for the news about Zhou Andong's investment in Dongguan, it was only reported by local media, and the impact was minimal.

It was from the Dongguan Daily news that Sister Ting learned Zhou Andong was staying at the Municipal Committee Guesthouse, so she came without giving any notice.

But after arriving here, she hesitated again; she reclined the chair slightly, took off her shoes, and put her feet on the steering wheel.

Because of her height, her feet weren't small, but her skin was fair and her toes were soft and moist, making them look very beautiful.

She didn't drink often, but it wasn't that she couldn't; on the contrary, she had a very high tolerance for alcohol. Yet today, she had only drunk three bottles of Jiang Xiaomei, but she already felt a bit tipsy.

At the same time, in her mind, that terrifying figure that had haunted her with nightmares, filled her with fear, and from which she hadn't been able to escape for over three years, appeared.

And this person was her husband, a man who made her feel desperate regardless of his personal ability or family background.

At Dongtai, she was hiding in the darkness so that this man couldn't find her.

But Zhou Andong's appearance gave her a longing for the sunlight.

It was just that once she stood in the sunlight, that man would definitely see her, and it would certainly bring trouble to Zhou Andong.

At this moment, a taxi stopped on the side of the road, and a beautiful girl got out of the car.

If Sister Ting saw this girl, she would be able to tell her profession at a glance.

The girl paid the fare, walked to the front of the guesthouse, hesitated for a moment, and then gritted her teeth and raised her hand to push the door open.

She entered the guesthouse, looked around, didn't take the elevator, but walked up the stairs to the fifth floor and stood at the door of room 508.

"Comrade, who are you looking for?"

A waiter walked over; it looked like she had followed the girl up.

The girl didn't know Zhou Andong's name, and seeing the waiter's very serious face, she said somewhat nervously.

"I'm looking for the guest in room 508."

The waiter frowned: "Do you know each other?"

The girl shook her head, then immediately nodded: "He told me to come here to find him."

The waiter looked the girl over; after all, her experience was too shallow, and she only felt that this girl was very pure and beautiful, not seeing anything else.

"The guest in 508 hasn't returned yet; you can go wait in the lobby on the first floor."

"Oh!" The girl nodded and turned to leave.

Outside, in the car, Sister Ting opened her eyes, picked up the note Zhou Andong had given her, and held it up, staring at it without blinking.

Time passed bit by bit, and after not knowing how long, Sister Ting finally moved.

She adjusted the chair, put on her shoes, picked up the backpack that had been on the passenger seat, pushed open the car door, and got out.

She still longed for the sunlight, so she decided to tell Zhou Andong everything about herself.

If Zhou Andong could accept it, she would follow Zhou Andong; if he couldn't accept it, she would return to Dongtai.

She pushed the door open and entered the guesthouse, coming to the front desk: "Comrade, I'd like to make a phone call."

Sister Ting was too beautiful; regardless of her attire or temperament, everything showed her extraordinary status.

The girl behind the front desk didn't ask anything and extended the phone from the workstation inside, placing it on the counter.

Sister Ting held the note, paged Zhou Andong, and then stood there waiting quietly.

Not long after, the phone rang, and Sister Ting picked it up.

"Is this Mr. Zhao Liangping?"

Zhou Andong's laughter came through the receiver: "Sister Ting, are you dissatisfied with me for deceiving you?"

This was the phone at the guesthouse reception; Zhou Andong was very familiar with it.

Since this woman had found her way there, she must have learned his identity.

Yet she still addressed him as Zhao Liangping, which clearly showed she was a little dissatisfied.

Sister Ting also laughed; this smile was like a hundred flowers blooming, so beautiful that the young girl behind the counter was stunned.

"When will you be back?"

"Wait for me!" Zhou Andong said: "I'll be back right away, in about ten minutes or so."

"Alright!"

Sister Ting hung up the phone and then went to the lounge area, where a girl was sitting.

She could tell the girl's profession at a glance, and after walking over, she nodded politely.

She knew too much about the group of women who had gone astray; almost everyone had their own misfortunes.

Therefore, she never discriminated against these women, and at Dongtai, as long as her ability allowed, she would certainly do her best to help these people.

The girl didn't expect that the woman beside her, who had stunned her just by looking at her, would smile at her, which made her feel somewhat at a loss.

In fact, she had never been timid, and she never considered the consequences of her actions, otherwise she wouldn't have embarked on such a path.

The reason she had become so cautious was because of the environment here.

After all, this was the Municipal Committee Guesthouse, which naturally put pressure on her heart.

Additionally, it was the woman beside her, who made her feel ashamed of her own inferiority.