Chapter 1883: Warning

"By the way!" Yao Jun looked up: "Guodong asked me to thank you and your sister-in-law for him."

"We are brothers, what's there to thank?" Zhou Andong asked: "How is the child?"

"After the surgery, the recovery is very good; now he can stand up by himself and walk with crutches."

Yao Jun's face revealed a trace of a smile: "The doctor said the child's injury wasn't as serious as imagined, and because he's young, the recovery is much better than an adult's."

"That's good." Zhou Andong said with deep feeling: "Otherwise, for a child so young to lie in bed for a lifetime, whether it's the child or the adult, it's hard to endure."

"Guodong said there are two more weeks of rehabilitation training, and then he will go home and exercise slowly by himself." Yao Jun lowered his head and drank a mouthful of soup: "How is Uncle recovering?"

"Not bad either." Zhou Andong picked up the napkin next to him and wiped his mouth: "Now when he goes to the toilet, he can walk by himself, without crutches or holding onto anything."

"Recovering so well." Yao Jun was very happy: "If he persists in exercising, maybe he can go for a stroll in the park next year."

Zhou Andong laughed: "The old man does have perseverance and insists on exercising every day, otherwise there definitely wouldn't be such an effect.

As for going for a stroll in the park, that's too exaggerated; it will take at least two or three years, and he still has to exercise like he does now, for it to be possible."

Speaking of this, Zhou Andong shook his head slightly: "If he can walk in the yard next year, without crutches and without holding onto things, I will thank heaven and earth."

Yao Jun put down his chopsticks: "In short, there is hope; Uncle will recover sooner or later."

"That's true." Zhou Andong said: "It's just a matter of time."

The two finished eating and walked out of the cafeteria. Zhou Andong reminded: "Now taxi licenses are very cheap, a few thousand yuan, but they will definitely get more and more expensive in the future, even exceeding the vehicle itself.

So, you have to buy more cars; get a few Santanas and Xialis, and for the rest, buy yellow minivans, preferably second-hand. Private transfers aren't much trouble, so get more licenses."

Zhou Andong knew that the taxi license in Jiangzhou reached 600,000 at its most expensive, and later the price gradually fell, but it was never less than 300,000.

"I understand." Yao Jun nodded: "I'm leaving if there's nothing else."

"Go ahead!" Zhou Andong waved his hand, watched Yao Jun get in the car and leave, and then walked toward the factory office.

Entering the office, Huang Yali was wiping the desk with a rag. At this time, the electric kettle next to her boiled, and she went to pour the water into the thermos.

"Chairman!"

Only then did Huang Yali see Zhou Andong, and then she deftly made a cup of tea.

"Ten minutes ago, a person named Kong Xingzhong called to find you; he said he was the general manager of Zhongbao Group."

"I know." Zhou Andong sat down, picked up the tea cup, blew on the tea leaves on top, and took a sip.

Huang Yali took the rag: "I'm going out if there's nothing else."

"Go."

Zhou Andong nodded, picked up the document and flipped it open; it was about the cooperation between Yugong Group and Jinwan Group to invest in a five-star hotel in Shanghu.

He naturally wouldn't oppose this, looked at it simply, picked up a pen and signed his name, then closed it and put it aside. Just as he was about to pick up the second document to handle, the phone rang.

He put down the document and reached for the phone: "This is Yugong Group, I am Zhou Andong."

"I am Kong Xingzhong, General Manager of Zhongbao Group."

"Oh!" Zhou Andong curled his lips into a smile: "So it's General Manager Kong. A big shot like you actually called me, this mud-legged person; I'm really flattered."

The receiver was silent for a moment, but Zhou Andong could hear heavy breathing. Now, this big shot's heart was not calm.

"Zhou... Director, I apologize to you for my younger brother's behavior; please forgive me."

"Wait, wait!" Zhou Andong lit a cigarette and leaned back: "Who is your younger brother, what did he do, what does it have to do with me, why do you want to apologize to me?"

Kong Xingzhong's face was livid. He really wanted to smash the phone. He had never dreamed that one day he would bow his head to Zhou Andong. To him, this was a great humiliation. What qualifications did a mud-legged person with a bit of luck have to make him apologize? Why?

But no matter how angry or unwilling he was in his heart, he knew very, very clearly that if this phone was smashed, everything he had now would vanish into thin air.

And he had offended quite a few people over the years; if he lost the identity of Zhongbao General Manager, he could imagine how miserable his life would be.

"My younger brother's name is Kong Xinghua." Kong Xingzhong took a deep breath, trying his best to stabilize the angry emotions in his heart: "It's about Future Culture; he did some..."

"Wait!" Zhou Andong interrupted Kong Xingzhong: "Why are you calling me about Future Culture? You should apologize to the boss of Future Culture."

"Zhou Andong!"

Kong Xingzhong had never suffered such a grievance and finally couldn't hold it back, but he regretted it as soon as he said it and hurriedly softened his tone.

"You... you are the major shareholder of Future Culture. My younger brother did something wrong; if he wants to apologize, naturally he has to find you."

"I am the major shareholder, but I have never managed things." Smoke was exhaled from Zhou Andong's mouth: "Look, Future Culture was blocked for some reason, and I didn't even ask, let alone interfere. What are you apologizing to me for?"

Kong Xingzhong's face turned green, and the hostility in his eyes grew heavier: "Director Zhou, I hope you are magnanimous and forgive my younger brother's ignorance for offending you."

"Why are you like this." Zhou Andong said dissatisfied: "How many times do you want me to say it? I don't manage Future Culture's operations or anything else. If you want to apologize, go to Future Culture."

Kong Xingzhong felt a breath stuck in his chest and couldn't get out; his face turned red, and he cursed Zhou Andong's ancestors for eight generations in his heart.

I'm apologizing to you so humbly, and you don't accept it, and you're still putting on airs. Do you really think I, Kong Xingzhong, have no temper?

"Director Zhou!"

As soon as Kong Xingzhong opened his mouth and said two words, he was interrupted by Zhou Andong again.

"Wait!" Zhou Andong asked: "I still don't understand; what exactly did your younger brother do that you have to apologize to me?"

"..."

You motherfucker Zhou Andong, Kong Xingzhong couldn't suppress his anger.

"Director Zhou, it's meaningless for you to pretend to be confused when you know the truth. What kind of existence is Zhongbao? You should know very well in your heart. Once we tear our faces apart, do you really think your Yugong Group can be preserved?"

Zhou Andong raised his eyebrows: "Are you threatening me?"

"No!" Kong Xingzhong said coldly: "I am warning you." ===== CHAPTER 1884 =====