Chapter 1793: Very Arrogant

Zhou Andong's eyes narrowed. Kong Xinghua was a man of great renown; how could he possibly not know of him?

According to what he knew, Kong Xinghua did indeed enter the entertainment industry later on, and he really did make quite a splash domestically.

It was only later that his ambition grew too large, leading him to Xiangjiang, where he eventually lost everything and returned in defeat.

As for the "Heaven on Earth" club, because he was involved in a corruption case concerning a bank executive, he was taken away for investigation, but in the end, quite miraculously, he emerged unscathed and then sold the club.

Furthermore, the reason this guy was so arrogant and overbearing, escaping danger time and time again, was entirely because of his older brother, Kong Xingzhong.

Rumor had it that Kong Xingzhong was the white glove for a certain power, controlling a massive state-owned enterprise that was even larger than the "Three Barrels of Oil," telecommunications, or First Auto Works.

The businesses involved were extremely numerous and complex; wherever there was money to be made, their presence could be found. But because they kept a low profile, their reputation wasn't prominent, and few people knew of them.

Zhou Andong checked the time: "I have a singer in my hands with good potential. I'll bring her over for you to see in a while."

"Okay!" Jiang Yuyue agreed: "I'll notify Xiaotong to come back."

"Let's leave it at that."

Zhou Andong put down the phone and muttered to himself.

"Kong Xingzhong, Kong Xinghua."

Then, he began to laugh inexplicably.

Not to mention that in the current environment of reform and opening up, attracting investment was the top priority.

Just considering Zhou Xianyong's identity as a Jinwan person, coming to the country to invest, all departments would certainly give the green light; this was also politically correct.

Moreover, it was impossible for the higher-ups not to be clear about the relationship between Zhou Xianyong and the Jinwan Group.

Yet, under these circumstances, the cooperation between Future Culture and Zhou Xianyong was still obstructed.

This was definitely not as simple as Kong Xinghua wanting to forcibly acquire Future Culture, nor could it be stopped by the Ma family's rivals.

He could now be certain that the shadow of the Ministry of Commerce was definitely involved in this, and perhaps even others were participating.

Zhou Andong tapped his fingers lightly on the sofa armrest, pondering who to strike at first. Only by seeing blood would the other party restrain themselves and stop being so unscrupulous, giving him time to lay out his plans.

But now he was in the light and the enemy was in the dark; finding such a person would not be easy.

Moreover, the weight of the target couldn't be light; if it were too light, it wouldn't have an effect, and they wouldn't feel the pain.

Sitting there pondering for a while without any leads, he could only put it aside for now and wait until he met Ma Xiaotong in the afternoon to understand the specifics before deciding.

However, it was a bit strange that Jiang Yuyue didn't tell him about such a big problem, and Zhou Xianyong hadn't come to him either.

Zhou Andong left the study, found Wan Peng, and took him out the door.

Yang Mei did not follow; instead, she stayed behind to conduct "lady diplomacy." As long as she maintained a good relationship with Jian Qiu, there would naturally be no problems on Zhou Andong's end.

Houhai!

The courtyards across four hutongs in front of and behind Future Culture had all been bought by "the one who calls the shots" and then rented to Future Culture.

At this time, Future Culture had already become the largest entertainment company in the country, with over two hundred singers under its banner. Besides big names like Black Panther, Dou Xian'er, Yang Yuying, and Mao Ning, there were also well-known singers like Sister Tian, making it truly a place filled with talent.

Just last month, the most advanced recording studio, which cost over seven million, was completed.

It could be said that Future Culture was ready to set sail, but this incident had suddenly occurred, casting a shadow over everyone's hearts.

Ma Xiaotong hurried back to the company. The girl had lost a bit of weight, but she looked even more beautiful.

"President Ma!"

"Hello, President Ma!"

"President Ma!"

"..."

Many employees greeted her on the way, and Ma Xiaotong nodded and responded with a smile.

Now that the company's morale was unstable, if she also wore a worried face, it would be truly troublesome.

She knocked on the door of Jiang Yuyue's office, and after hearing the call to enter from inside, she pushed the door open.

Unexpectedly, besides Huang Jiamin, the director of the artist management department, Dou Xian'er, the music director of Future Culture, was also there.

"You're all here."

Ma Xiaotong said, sitting on the sofa with some exhaustion.

Whether it was Huang Jiamin or Dou Xian'er, they were all company executives, so there was no need to put on an act.

"Yuyue, what did brother-in-law say?"

Jiang Yuyue seemed to be in a good mood: "Let's wait until he comes over to talk. Also, he has a singer in his hands with good potential; he'll bring her over for us to see in a while."

Ma Xiaotong rubbed her temples: "I just went to see an uncle of mine. Although he has retired, he still has influence. But when I mentioned the Kong brothers, even my uncle could only shake his head.

Kong Xinghua is nothing, but his older brother Kong Xingzhong has a very complex background and his methods are heaven-reaching. So, my uncle advised me that if the price is right, I should just sell the company to them so I can at least get some money."

Dou Xian'er sat to one side smoking: "This Kong Xinghua is very arrogant. Two years ago, a friend of mine was singing at a bar. Kong Xinghua requested a song, and when my friend didn't sing it, he had someone break my friend's leg."

"Is there really no law in this world?" Huang Jiamin frowned: "If it doesn't work, we'll just go to Xiangjiang to develop. No matter how long their hands are, they can't reach there now."

Ma Xiaotong slumped on the sofa, eyes closed, and said softly: "Let's wait for brother-in-law to come. He will definitely have a way to solve it."

After that, no one spoke again, and time flowed on in this silence.

"Pop, pop, pop..."

The office door was knocked on, and several people perked up, all turning their heads toward the door.

Jiang Yuyue called out: "Come in!"

The door was pushed open, and Zhou Andong walked in with a smile, followed by a young man with a shaved head.

"Brother-in-law!"

"Brother-in-law!"

Jiang Yuyue and Ma Xiaotong called out at the same time.

"Chairman Zhou!"

"Chairman Zhou!"

These were Huang Jiamin and Dou Xian'er.

"Ah!" Just then, Wan Peng let out an excited shout: "Dou Xian'er, you're actually at Future Culture?"

The kid rushed over in two steps and grabbed Dou Xian'er's hand.

"Great master, you are my idol. You must give me an autograph in a while."

"No problem, no problem."

Dou Xian'er pulled his hand away without a trace.

"Jiang Yuyue!" Wan Peng, that kid, ran over to pull Jiang Yuyue's hand again.

But Jiang Yuyue didn't give him any face, dodging directly, and then looked at Zhou Andong with dissatisfaction.

The meaning was obvious: where did you find this idiot, and this is the so-called singer with good potential?

Zhou Andong grabbed Wan Peng by the back of his neck and hauled him back.

"This is our nephew; I have a good relationship with his father." Zhou Andong pointed at Jiang Yuyue: "She is the boss of Future Culture."

Wan Peng was dumbfounded. Boss?

Holy crap, what did I just do?

Just then, he heard Zhou Andong say: "Call her Little Aunt."

Wan Peng's eyes lit up, and he bowed very crisply: "Hello, Little Aunt." ===== CHAPTER 1794 =====