Chapter 1842

Liu Jiang's son is fourteen years old this year and has already eaten at Dicos twice this month.

As the saying goes, a growing boy eats his father out of house and home; every time he watches his son eat, it costs forty-five.

It really hurts his heart, and he can only curse Zhou Andong, that profiteer, in his heart for selling a piece of meat in a broken bun for so much money.

Fortunately, his son is obedient and does well in his studies, ranking in the top twenty of his grade in every exam, which can be considered a comfort to his heart.

"With a bun shop decorated so well, do you still want to sell buns at the price of a burger?"

"I am a businessman, and what I believe in is honest management, so that business can be done for a long time." Zhou Andong lowered his head and took a sip of mutton soup: "Although the bun shop isn't mine, I can still help steer the ship.

Regarding the price, how much a steamer of buns costs now is how much it will sell for in the future, one price nationwide. Of course, prices will rise, and if raw materials rise, buns will definitely rise too; no one will do business at a loss, right? However, within three years, the price will definitely not rise."

"Then!" Fatty Sister hesitated for a moment: "Should we buy the one over three hundred square meters?"

"Buy it," Zhou Andong said. "If the down payment isn't enough, tell me."

"Of course it's not..."

Before Zhou Anlei could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Fatty Sister.

"It's enough, we have money."

Zhou Anlei wanted to say more, but was glared back by a look from Fatty Sister.

Zhou Andong saw it, and a smile curled at the corner of his mouth; having Fatty Sister manage Zhou Anlei can be considered his good fortune.

"We are family, you don't need to be polite with me; if there's anything, just come find me."

"We will!"

Fatty Sister actually looks very good when she smiles; if she could lose weight, she would definitely be a beauty.

"Our money should be enough for the down payment."

Zhou Andong was very helpless; a storefront of over three hundred square meters, over two thousand per square meter, even if he gave Zhou Anlei one hundred thousand at the beginning, in over half a year, they had earned a bit, but the down payment money was definitely not enough.

He didn't know where Fatty Sister was going to get the money, but since she said it was enough, he naturally couldn't say anything more.

They didn't finish until eleven o'clock. Watching Chen Wenqi, Deng Zhangli, and Liu Jiang get in the car and leave, Zhou Andong stood on the side of the road and lit a cigarette.

Zhou Anlei stood beside him, looking like he had something to say but was holding back.

Zhou Andong said irritably: "If you have something to say, say it; if you have a fart, let it out. Don't be hesitant."

Zhou Anlei took a fierce drag of his cigarette: "The money for buying the storefront isn't enough; Fatty Sister wants to sell the house in Yangcheng."

Zhou Andong understood and asked: "How much can the house in Yangcheng sell for?"

"Not for much," Zhou Anlei said. "She still has some savings in her hands, and her parents-in-law and husband all died, leaving her a bit too. She also thought about going back to her maiden home to borrow some, but even so, it might not be enough."

Zhou Andong patted him on the shoulder: "Go persuade her; we are family, there's no need to be so distant."

"Okay!" Zhou Anlei agreed: "You should also go back and sleep early."

Zhou Andong nodded, stepped across the road, returned to the dormitory, washed up simply, and fell asleep as soon as he lay on the bed.

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Tomorrow, will you remember the diary you wrote yesterday?

Tomorrow, will you still miss the you who used to cry the most?

The teachers have already forgotten the you who couldn't guess the questions.

I also accidentally flipped through photos before I remembered you at the same desk.

Who married the sentimental you, who read your diary?

Who coiled up your long hair, who made your wedding dress...

Early in the morning, Zhou Andong was awakened by the singing played by the brewery's loudspeaker.

He leaned against the head of the bed and smoked a cigarette before getting up to open the curtains.

Outside, the sun was bright; today was another good day.

After Zhou Andong washed up, he picked up the phone and dialed a string of numbers.

"Hello, I'm looking for Sun Xiaohui."

"Sister, phone call!"

The one answering the phone was Sun Ming. Because Sun Xiaohui is a police officer and also a forensic doctor, let alone early in the morning, it was a common occurrence for people to call in the middle of the night to find her; the whole family was already used to it.

"Coming!"

Sun Xiaohui's shouting could be heard faintly from the receiver, followed by rapid footsteps that became clearer.

Calling her home so early often meant that a major case had occurred.

"Hello?"

Zhou Andong said with a smile: "Old classmate, haven't you gotten up yet?"

Sun Xiaohui's surprised voice came from the receiver: "Zhou Andong, you've returned to Jiangzhou?"

"I returned last night," Zhou Andong asked. "Do you have time today? Let's go out for a cup of tea."

"Yes!" Sun Xiaohui said very readily: "Where shall we meet, and at what time?"

Zhou Andong looked at his wristwatch: "Eleven o'clock, let's meet at Dicos. Remember to dress up a bit prettier."

Sun Xiaohui immediately understood: "Introducing a date to me?"

"That's right!" He said in an old-fashioned tone: "You're not young anymore; if you don't get married off, you'll really become an old maid. So, I have to hurry and solve your lifelong event so I can drink at your wedding."

"You!" Sun Xiaohui laughed: "Alright, I have to go wash my face. See you at eleven."

"See you at eleven." Zhou Andong put down the phone, put on his jacket, and strolled downstairs.

Now, there were no people left in this cadre dormitory building; everyone had moved to live on the new factory side.

The houses at Yipin Dongfang had all been received, and it was estimated that everyone was decorating. Once the decoration was finished, there would definitely be no one living in the dormitory anymore.

"Chairman!"

"Chairman!"

"Chairman!"

"……"

Employees greeted him one after another, and Zhou Andong nodded in response with a smile.

After leaving the brewery gate, he sat down at a roadside stall not far away.

"Chairman Zhou!"

The boss lady was a woman in her fifties. Seeing Zhou Andong come to the stall for breakfast, she happily took a rag and wiped the table vigorously.

"What would you like to eat?"

Zhou Andong extended two fingers: "Two fried dough sticks, one fried cake, and another bowl of tofu pudding, add more gravy."

"Okay!" The boss lady quickly brought the items and placed them in front of Zhou Andong: "Chairman Zhou, eat slowly."

"Thank you!" Zhou Andong picked up a fried dough stick and took a bite; the outer skin was very crispy, and it tasted very fragrant.

"Chairman!"

After Wang Wentian and the others got up, they came out for breakfast and were actually surprised to see the Chairman.

Because without special matters, the Chairman would not get up before 7:30.

"You're up too." Zhou Andong waved his hand: "Come over and eat something together."

The four of them sat down and called the boss lady to order things.

Zhou Andong lowered his head and took a sip of tofu pudding: "After eating, Wentian, you drive the car over, we're going to the Group."

"Okay!" Wang Wentian accelerated his eating speed.

"Yu Zhan!" Zhou Andong said without even raising his head: "You don't need to follow me anymore. Go buy two pieces of good clothes, get a haircut, dress yourself up properly, and go on a blind date with me at noon."

"Oh—"

Wang Wentian and the three guys looked at Yu Zhan meaningfully.

When they were in Yangcheng, one day Zhou Andong said he had some private matters to discuss with Yu Zhan and didn't let them follow.

After Yu Zhan returned, they pinned that kid to the bed and beat him, forcing him to ask what the matter was, but Yu Zhan refused to yield even in death, and in the end, they didn't ask it out. Now they finally knew; it must be about introducing a date.

Yu Zhan said irritably: "You three, one is in the middle of a passionate love, and two have children who can already go buy soy sauce, what are you 'oh-ing' about!"