Chapter 1774: Don't Want to Hit You

Huang Yali was about to get on the car, but Wang Wentian pulled her and pointed forward.

"It's right in front, a few steps away, no need to take a car."

At this time, the little fat guy had already started the car, and then with a kick of the accelerator, the car rushed out.

"Screech!" The little fat guy stepped on the brake: "Arrived."

When this guy started the car, Zhou Andong took out the cigarette from his pocket, and before he could light it with the lighter, he arrived.

"Your service is not as good as last year, I haven't lit this cigarette yet, how did it arrive?"

The little fat guy said with a smile: "Everything pays attention to speed now, I am also keeping pace with the times, so as not to delay your time."

Zhou Andong laughed, took out a cigarette and threw it to the little fat guy: "Not taking your car for nothing, give you a cigarette to smoke."

"Thank you."

The little fat guy picked up the cigarette that fell into his arms, and saw it was a Little Panda, he had smoked it.

But this Little Panda seemed a bit different from what he bought in the store.

"I'm going to the airport at eight o'clock tomorrow morning. If you don't have work, you can come pick me up. Also, we have many people, one car is not enough, call another one over."

Zhou Andong opened the car door and got off: "Don't worry, I will definitely give you money tomorrow."

"No problem," the little fat guy agreed readily.

At this time, Huang Yali and Wang Wentian and the

Before he even reached the entrance, he pushed the door open and then stood outside waiting.

"Chairman Zhou!" The manager also came out: "I have been waiting for you."

Zhou Andong shook hands with the manager: "The jewelry I ordered is all finished, right?"

"It's finished." The manager made a gesture of invitation: "How is that injured young girl from yesterday? I didn't sleep well all night last night; my mind was full of the image of the young girl lying on the ground."

"She woke up." Zhou Andong entered the gold shop: "Her life should be saved."

"That's good, that's good."

A smile appeared on the manager's face: "Xiao Wu, go get the jewelry Chairman Zhou ordered."

"Okay!" Xiao Wu ran upstairs with a thud, and soon came down carrying three very exquisite bags.

The manager took them and pulled several wooden boxes out of the three bags; they were all carved with patterns and looked very exquisite.

"These jewelry boxes are all made of rosewood, specially processed by someone to hold this jewelry. Also, the styles of your jewelry will not be sold again in the future."

Zhou Andong didn't care; what he cared about was the form of the Chinese-style wedding, not whether this jewelry would appreciate in value later.

"So beautiful!" Huang Yali looked at the phoenix crown in Zhou Andong's hand, her eyes shining like light bulbs.

Zhou Andong held the phoenix crown and looked at it carefully: "Is it beautiful?"

"Beautiful." Huang Yali nodded vigorously.

Zhou Andong put the phoenix crown into the box and then picked up the bracelet; it was indeed the bracelet he had seen last time.

Immediately after, he also checked the dangling hairpin, the ring, and the earrings.

"Not bad, not bad."

While Zhou Andong was admiring the jewelry at Lao Fengxiang, Qin Zhi had run to the office of the president of the People's Bank in Yangcheng.

"Third Uncle, I'm here for a loan."

Qin Hongbo looked at his nephew, his face full of helplessness: "Your grandfather has already spoken, wanting to sever ties with you; how could I dare to give you a loan?"

Qin Zhi sat on the sofa in a carefree manner: "Third Uncle, I'm not messing around this time, but doing business seriously with someone."

Qin Hongbo curled his lip: "None of those fox friends and dog pals you know are decent people; can they do serious business?"

"Who says I don't know decent people?" Qin Zhi raised his head: "I'm doing business with Zhou Andong, and it's big business too."

"Who?" Qin Hongbo seemed not to have heard clearly and asked again.

Qin Zhi puffed out his chest and said: "Zhou Andong, the one from the Yugong Group."

Qin Hongbo blinked, then suddenly burst into loud laughter, and he couldn't stop laughing.

Qin Zhi's face turned black instantly, and he said with great dissatisfaction: "What are you laughing at?"

"You're doing business with Zhou Andong?"

Qin Hongbo finally stopped laughing, then burst into a snicker again.

"Can you be a bit more reliable? Even if Zhou Andong were bored out of his mind, he wouldn't do business with you."

Qin Zhi was very angry: "Why can't Zhou Andong do business with me?"

"Why?" Qin Hongbo shook his head: "I don't want to discourage you. I have a pile of things to do; you go do whatever you should be doing and don't make trouble here."

"Third Uncle, this is all true." Qin Zhi was on the verge of tears: "My relationship with Zhou Andong has always been quite good, and he is also in Yangcheng, staying at the municipal government guesthouse just like me..."

"Wait!" Qin Hongbo interrupted Qin Zhi: "Your relationship with Zhou Andong is good? How did you two meet?"

"We met through Seeing Jian Qiu." Qin Zhi's tone was more sincere than ever: "They are already married."

"Seeing Jian Qiu and Zhou Andong are married?" Qin Hongbo really didn't know: "Can you contact Zhou Andong?"

"What for?" Qin Zhi was very vigilant.

Qin Hongbo said: "I want to talk to him personally to confirm if what you said is true."

"No problem."

Qin Zhi found Zhou Andong's business card in his leather bag; Seeing Jian Qiu had given it to him during the forum last year.

"I'll page him."

Qin Zhi got up and went to the desk, grabbed the phone, and paged Zhou Andong.

Soon, the phone rang, and Qin Zhi quickly picked up the receiver.

"Brother, it's Qin Zhi."

Zhou Andong's voice came through the receiver: "What do you want with me?"

"I'm at my Third Uncle's place." Qin Zhi said honestly: "He is the president of the Yangcheng People's Bank. I want a loan, but he doesn't believe I'm partnering with you for business, so I'm paging you to verify it."

Qin Hongbo took the phone: "Chairman Zhou, hello, I am Qin Zhi's Third Uncle, Qin Hongbo. Do you have time? Let's meet and talk."

Zhou Andong was silent for a moment; as soon as Qin Hongbo said he wanted to meet and talk, he knew the purpose of this guy wanting to see him.

The Yangcheng urban complex was currently being negotiated, and it had already reached the final stages; he estimated that the contract would be signed soon.

In the past two days, he had gone to Guancheng for investment inspection, and major media outlets had reported on it one after another, also regarding the urban complex project.

Think about it, the investment for the two urban complex projects in Yangcheng and Guancheng was over ten billion.

Such a big cake, who wouldn't covet it, who wouldn't want to take a bite?

Therefore, all the major banks in Guangdong Province were now trying every possible way to contact the person in charge of the project.

Qin Hongbo was naturally no exception, but he had been politely refused by the other party time and time again, and they wouldn't even meet him.

He never dreamed that he, the God of Wealth who was flattered and fawned upon wherever he went, would actually have a day where he was rejected.

This made him helpless while also feeling very, very depressed.

Others call me Grandpa, and I still won't lend to them; now I'm personally delivering money to you, but you don't want it—what kind of situation is this?

These past few days, he had been worrying, thinking about who could talk to the person in charge of the Yuxi Real Estate project and build a bridge.

It was just that the arrival of his nephew Qin Zhi gave him a huge surprise; this kid could actually talk to Zhou Andong, and it seemed their relationship was quite good.

Since you won't see me, then I'll talk directly to your boss.