Chapter 1870: A Company Worth Believing

"It's really hard to say."

The fat old man's movements didn't stop, very free and easy, looking like he really had some kung fu.

"Such a big thing, the people of the whole country are paying attention. If it weren't for taking money, those media couldn't not report it."

The tall old man said: "That what you said counts company, organized a legal team, free to help those ordinary people who got fake prizes to fight lawsuits, there is no news, don't know if it is true or false."

"This is true." The old man in the white practice suit said: "My daughter bought Coca-Cola and won a radio, it broke in less than a month.

Repaired, it broke again in a few days, repaired three or four times, and it was never repaired thoroughly, and finally became a decoration. A few days ago, I saw this news and went to the what you said counts, there are really lawyers, and also signed an agency contract."

"This what you said counts company is really atmospheric." The fat old man was very moved: "Actually dare to challenge such a big American company as Coca-Cola."

"Old Zhu!" The tall old man asked: "Isn't your courtyard house for sale? This what you said counts is for buying and selling houses, you can go and ask."

The fat old man said with a smile: "Isn't that a tooth shop?"

"Tooth shop is the old way of calling it, people now call it a housing management company."

The old man in the white practice suit finished playing the big treasure sword, picked up the scarf and wiped the sweat on his forehead.

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"It's just one of those things," the fat old man said. "I'll go ask today; if the price is right, I'll sell it. Any company willing to go to court against Coca-Cola for the sake of us common folk is worth trusting."

The three old men chatted, and seeing that the day was getting on, they all packed up their things.

The tall old man said: "Let's go. The morning paper should be out; let's go buy a copy and see if there's any news."

The three old men didn't live far apart. They left the park together, and not far away was a newsstand. The three of them each bought a copy of the morning paper and then walked home together.

At an intersection not far from home, there was a breakfast stall. The three old men sat down again and ordered douzhi and jiaoquan.

"Hmm?"

The tall old man took a sip of douzhi with great enjoyment and casually opened the newspaper. The front-page headline in bold immediately caught his attention.

"Yugong Group Chairman Zhou Andong files a real-name report against Zhang Jingkuan, Vice President of China Construction Bank, and has already submitted the reporting materials to the Commission for Discipline Inspection."

The fat old man and the old man in the white practice suit were stunned when they heard this. They put down the jiaoquan they had taken a bite of, hurriedly opened the paper, and then saw the news.

None of the three old men spoke; they all lowered their heads to look at the newspaper, their eyes widening. Finally, they all looked up at the same time and gasped.

They didn't know Zhang Jingkuan, but the title "Vice President" still had quite an impact on them.

And what shocked them most was that Zhou Andong was actually offering a million-yuan reward for evidence of Zhang Jingkuan's crimes.

They didn't want to know how this Zhang Jingkuan had offended Zhou Andong; they only wanted to know who could get that million yuan.

It took a long time for the three old men to recover, and the fat old man let out a long breath.

"A million yuan. Think of how big a pile that would be."

The tall old man slowly folded the newspaper: "I reckon this Zhang Jingkuan is completely finished, unless he is very clean."

"That's for sure," the fat old man nodded: "A million yuan—if I had evidence, I would definitely turn it in."

The old man in the white practice suit picked up his bowl and took a sip of douzhi: "What kind of person is Zhou Andong? Since he has already filed a real-name report, it proves that he has already obtained evidence of Zhang Jingkuan's crimes."

The fat old man asked, somewhat confused: "Since he already has the evidence, why offer a million-yuan reward?"

"I suspect he wants to put this Zhang Jingkuan to death," the old man in the white practice suit said thoughtfully: "The evidence in Zhou Andong's hands is enough to topple Zhang Jingkuan, but it's not enough to get him a death sentence, so he brought out a million yuan for a reward."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk!" The fat old man clicked his tongue a few times: "I really want to know now how this Zhang Jingkuan offended Zhou Andong, to make him go after him so ruthlessly."

"This Zhang Jingkuan is a Vice President." The tall old man picked up a jiaoquan and took a bite: "It must have to do with money."

The three old men talked and chatted with great interest, and the topic remained centered on the million yuan; after all, it was truly too shocking.

And as time passed, the news of Zhou Andong's real-name report against Zhang Jingkuan spread rapidly.

No one doubted whether Zhou Andong could pay out the million yuan, and no one cared whether Zhang Jingkuan lived or died.

Everyone was thinking about who could get that million yuan, and what they would do if they got it.

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"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Kong Xingzhong was in the second-floor bedroom, sleeping soundly while holding two women, when he was suddenly awakened by a heavy knocking on the door downstairs, which made him very angry.

The nanny, who was cooking, hurried out to open the door. Kong Xinghua ran in with a pale face, then went upstairs and rushed into the bedroom without regard for anything.

"Big brother, something has happened."

Kong Xingzhong let out a roar: "Get out!"

Kong Xinghua opened his mouth, saw the two women on the bed, and turned to walk out.

After a while, Kong Xingzhong went downstairs and sat on the sofa to light a cigarette.

"What is it? You're so flustered—has the sky fallen?"

Kong Xinghua's throat moved: "The sky really has fallen, Zhou..."

"Even if the sky falls, there are taller people to hold it up. What are you afraid of?"

Kong Xingzhong interrupted Kong Xinghua's words without ceremony, lecturing him for a while.

In his view, this younger brother of his was too much of a "mud that couldn't be plastered onto a wall."

Kong Xinghua's face became increasingly ugly, but seeing his big brother's demeanor, his panicked heart suddenly stabilized.

"Speak, how has the sky fallen?"

Kong Xinghua also picked up a cigarette, lit it, and took a fierce drag.

"Zhou Andong has filed a real-name report against Zhang Jingkuan, and he has already submitted the reporting materials to the Commission for Discipline Inspection."

"Clatter!"

The cigarette Kong Xingzhong was holding between his fingers fell onto his thigh, instantly burning a hole in his silk pajamas. The burn gave him a jolt; he stood up abruptly, frantically patting his body.

He stopped only when he saw the cigarette butt on the floor, then stared blankly at Kong Xinghua.

"Xinghua, you... what did you just say? Say it again."

Kong Xinghua, who had just stabilized his panicked emotions, saw his face turn pale again in a flash.

"Zhou Andong has filed a real-name report against Zhang Jingkuan, has already submitted the reporting materials to the Commission for Discipline Inspection, and... and..."

"And what?" Kong Xingzhong roared: "You useless thing, you can't even say a sentence clearly."

This guy was also a bit panicked. If Zhang Jingkuan were investigated, neither of the two brothers would be able to escape.

If he had been called useless at any other time, Kong Xinghua would definitely have turned hostile and left, but at this moment, he didn't dare to leave.

"Zhou Andong is also running advertisements in the newspaper, offering a million-yuan reward for evidence of Zhang Jingkuan's crimes."

Kong Xingzhong slumped onto the sofa. This move by Zhou Andong was too sinister.

He didn't just want to put Zhang Jingkuan to death; he also wanted to drag them, the brothers, down with him.

He just couldn't understand how Zhou Andong had obtained the evidence of Zhang Jingkuan's disciplinary and legal violations.

Kong Xingzhong was dazed for a while, then suddenly shivered. He grabbed the phone and quickly dialed a string of numbers, because only Liu Wei could save him.

Soon, the call went through. Before the other party could speak, Kong Xingzhong said anxiously: "Chairman Liu, something big has happened."