Chapter 1797: Kong Xinghua

Old Zhang thought for a while: "This idea is good."

"I also think it's good." Zhou Andong's mouth curled into a smile: "But this matter requires your old man's consent, so I ran over immediately."

"Okay!" Old Zhang said thoughtfully: "When are you going to perform for the troops?"

Zhou Andong thought for a while: "July 1st, the birthday of the Party. Our first stop for comfort performances will be at the General Staff Headquarters."

"Okay!" Old Zhang agreed: "What is the name of your entertainment company? So I can have someone contact you."

"Future Culture." Zhou Andong's smile became thicker: "The company is in Houhai, you can find it if you ask."

"Okay!" Old Zhang nodded, then looked at Zhou Andong: "Is there anything else? Say it all at once."

"No more." Zhou Andong pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray, stood up and said: "Just this little thing, you old man, get busy, I'm leaving."

"Don't go!" Comrade Old Zhao checked the time: "It's this late, go home, let your grandma stir-fry a few dishes, and we two will drink a few cups."

The old man spoke, and Zhou Andong had to accompany him even if he didn't want to drink.

When he came out of the General Staff compound, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

Zhou Andong stood at the gate of the General Staff compound and lit a cigarette, looking up at the somewhat gloomy sky.

"Having military background, it sounds like it's very awesome."

"Ha!"

Muttering, Zhou Andong laughed, then turned and got into the car.

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Jingcheng Club, established in 1993, is known as the number one club for the rich in China. It gathers presidents of some of the world's top 500 companies and a considerable number of ambassadors to China.

The main members are business elites, people in emerging industries, and embassy staff. The most representative figure is Richard Li. Individual membership is 100,000 RMB, corporate membership is 130,000 RMB, and a monthly fee of over 1,300 is required.

Those who can join the Capital Club are leaders representing Chinese and foreign business and political circles in the capital. At its peak, it had over 1,200 members. Of course, at this time, the Capital Club had only been established for one year, and there were not many members.

And Kong Xinghua was one of the few members. This guy was thirty-one or thirty-two years old, with short hair, wearing a suit, sitting on a leather sofa, gently shaking the glass of red wine in his hand.

He was sitting with several middle-aged men. If Ma Xiaotong saw them, she would definitely recognize them; they were the bosses of several entertainment companies in the south, and they were the ones who joined forces before the year to try to mess with Future Culture.

"President Kong, congratulations, congratulations. Acquiring Future Culture is just around the corner. Please take care of us in the future."

"President Kong, I hope we have the opportunity to cooperate and make the domestic entertainment industry bigger and stronger together."

Kong Xinghua snorted through his nostrils: "I heard that many people have been contacting Future Culture singers in the past few days. Do you know who it is?"

When the middle-aged men heard this, the expressions on their faces changed instantly, and then they all shook their heads.

"Really don't know."

Kong Xinghua sneered: "Future Culture is mine, and those singers are also mine. Regardless of whether you know who is playing tricks on me, I hope they can stop as soon as possible, don't wait for me to get angry."

This guy was indeed arrogant enough, having already treated Future Culture as something in his pocket.

"It's definitely not our people." A middle-aged man said hurriedly: "I'll ask when I go back. If I know them, I will definitely persuade them to stop."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Another middle-aged man nodded: "I'll ask when I go back too. Whoever's wall corner you dig, you can't dig President Kong's wall corner."

Several people expressed their positions one after another. If it were before, they really wouldn't have put Kong Xinghua in their eyes.

After all, they don't eat from the same pot, who the hell are you, Kong Xinghua.

But after this incident, they saw Kong Xinghua's energy.

Even Future Culture, which had a deep background, was beaten down, how could their small shoulders withstand it?

And this time, they were the ones who rushed to cooperate with Kong Xinghua, thinking about how they could at least drink some soup.

But what they didn't expect was that this guy Kong Xinghua was too damn shitty.

They worked in vain, not to mention a mouthful of soup, he didn't even give them a drop.

So, they wanted to take advantage of Future Culture's unstable morale to poach people secretly.

At this time, a short middle-aged man with a beard on his chin, who had been silent, said.

"President Kong, I heard that Future Culture has Zhou Andong's shares..."

Before he could finish speaking, Kong Xinghua laughed loudly.

"So what if it's Zhou Andong? He has to be well-behaved in front of me. If he makes me unhappy, I'll slap him too, and make him kneel down and talk."

"Exactly!" A middle-aged man flattered: "Zhou Andong is awesome in Jiangzhou, but in the capital, in front of President Kong, he's just a fart."

"Can't say that." The short middle-aged man shook his head: "Zhou Andong can mix to this point today, there must be something in his stomach. I think it's better to be on guard."

"What's there to be on guard about? If he were as awesome as the legend says, how could there be no movement until now."

That middle-aged man looked disdainful. He really looked down on Zhou Andong now.

Before this incident happened, they were still very wary of Zhou Andong.

It is the so-called person's name, the tree's shadow, not to mention Zhou Andong is so capable of tossing.

But after this incident, they suddenly found that Zhou Andong was just so-so.

Future Culture was forced to a dead end, but Zhou Andong had no resistance at all. It was obviously not as good as his reputation.

"Ding-a-ling..."

The big brother phone that Kong Xinghua put aside rang. He picked up the phone and pressed the answer button. A low and oppressive voice came from the receiver.

"Where are you?"

Kong Xinghua raised the wine glass to his eyes, and the red liquid inside changed into different shapes under the light.

"I'm at the Capital Club."

The one who called was Kong Xingzhong: "Come to me, I have something to tell you."

Kong Xinghua checked the time and said dissatisfiedly: "What time is it, can't we talk tomorrow?"

"No!" Kong Xingzhong's tone was unquestionable: "Come to me immediately."

Kong Xinghua dared not disobey his brother's words: "Okay!"

This guy raised his head, drank the wine in the glass, and then put down the glass and stood up.

"I have something to do, I'm leaving first."

"We're leaving too." The short middle-aged man stood up.

When others saw it, forget it, let's go too.

At this time, Zhou Andong had arrived home. Seeing Jian Qiu had just coaxed Su Su to sleep and wanted to kiss her daughter, but was pushed away by Seeing Jian Qiu in disgust.

"Full of alcohol, stay away from my daughter."

Zhou Andong chuckled, turned and came out, picked up the phone and called Yuan Wanqi.

Although it was very late now, Yuan Wanqi definitely hadn't slept.

Sure enough, the phone rang only three times before Yuan Wanqi answered.

"Boss!"

Zhou Andong said: "I didn't disturb your rest, did I?"

"No!" Yuan Wanqi said with a smile: "The child was picked up by my mother, and I was just about to go out for a late-night snack with my husband."

"Doesn't this disturb your two-person world?"

Zhou Andong also laughed. In order not to delay Yuan Wanqi and her husband's two-person world, he stopped talking nonsense.

"Do you know the Xiangjiang Kanghe Company?"

"I know!" Yuan Wanqi said: "Kanghe Company has been losing money for years and is already insolvent. There is news that it is negotiating an acquisition with a mainland company, but this news has not been confirmed."

"This news is true." Zhou Andong said: "I'll give you a task: drag out the negotiation process between Kanghe and the mainland company. Remember, drag it out, don't ruin it. Just one month is enough."

"No problem!" Yuan Wanqi agreed.

At this time, Qiudongfang, after stirring up the wind and clouds in the sugar futures market last October, was absolutely unrivaled in Xiangjiang.

And Yuan Wanqi's name was also in full swing in the financial world.

Therefore, in Yuan Wanqi's view, there was no difficulty in dragging out the mainland company's acquisition of Kanghe.

One was that she was famous at this time and had contact with many Hong Kong government officials.

The other was that the British had always been wary of mainland companies acquiring Hong Kong enterprises.

As long as she meddled in the middle, dragging it out for a month was very simple. ===== CHAPTER 1798 =====