Chapter 1884: Old Wu is Still Sensible

"I'm talking to you nicely, and you think I'm easy to talk to, right?"

Zhou Andong put his feet on the office desk, and a wisp of faint blue smoke slowly rose from the flickering cigarette butt.

"You, a person who doesn't even have the qualifications to sit at the card table, what qualifications do you have to apologize to me, Zhou Andong? Prepare to wash your ass clean and go to jail. I can tell you very responsibly that some people are already unable to protect themselves, so don't count on them to protect you.

In addition, pay attention to the news in Xiangjiang today; maybe you will understand where you lost. When you come out of the bitter kiln one day, you will understand how to survive in this society.

Finally, let me remind you again: when you should act like a grandson, you should act like a grandson. If you insist on acting like a son, you will definitely be beaten to death."

Zhou Andong hung up the phone without giving Kong Xingzhong a chance to speak, then put his legs down, reached for the ashtray, and flicked the ash.

From Kong Xingzhong's tone, it could be heard that this guy's decision to apologize to him wasn't because he realized the danger; it was very likely he was forced.

This was a bit abnormal. That guy's vigilance was so poor and his thinking so slow; how did he become the general manager of Zhongbao until now without realizing the danger?

Zhou Andong smoked, subconsciously picking up the ashtray and putting it on his lap.

Impossible. If Kong Xingzhong were this stupid, he couldn't have climbed to the position of general manager of Zhongbao.

Could it be that he didn't know about the obstruction of Zhongbao's acquisition of Kanghe, so he didn't realize the crisis?

This didn't make sense either. After all, he was the general manager of Zhongbao, in other words, the president. How could he not know about such a big thing?

Zhou Andong slowly sat up straight, put the ashtray back on the table, looked at the cigarette butt in his hand, which was emitting faint blue smoke, and his eyes were a bit ethereal.

Was there something hidden here that he hadn't seen through?

Kong Xingzhong was the general manager, representing Zhongbao. Since he called to apologize, why did that director named Jin Qiuyu still want to talk to him personally?

And she even found Nie Wen, this childhood friend, to act as a middleman, clearly telling him that the two could become friends.

Zhou Andong crossed his hands and put them behind his head.

This could only explain one problem: Zhongbao was not of one mind, and they had their own interests.

"It's getting more and more interesting."

A smile appeared on Zhou Andong's face, and he seemed to be in a very good mood.

"It's been a long time since I've seen Old Zhang; let me call and ask if he's eaten breakfast."

Muttering, Zhou Andong picked up the phone and dialed Wu Hongkang's office.

"Hello, this is Qin Chi Winery, I am Zhang Shenghui."

"I am Zhou Andong." Zhou Andong said with a smile: "Old Zhang, have you eaten breakfast?"

Zhang Shenghui was immediately dumbfounded by Zhou Andong; they hadn't been in contact for two months since returning from Ali.

Why was he calling early in the morning just to ask if he had eaten? Alarm bells immediately rang in his heart.

"Director Zhou, calling early in the morning to ask if I've eaten, you're like a night cat entering a house."

"Fart!" Zhou Andong cursed: "I just feel that the two of us haven't been in contact for a while, so I called to ask, and by the way, give you a heaven-defying fortune, yet you're so ungrateful.

You've made me so sad; let's leave it at that. We'll contact each other when there's a need for work, and if there's no need for work, then don't contact each other. As for this fortune, I'll give it to Old Wu instead. Goodbye!"

"Wait..."

"Beep, beep, beep..."

Zhang Shenghui had just said one word when Zhou Andong hung up the phone, and a busy signal came through the receiver, making this guy so angry he cursed.

Zhou Andong chuckled, picked up the phone, and called Wu Hongkang: "Old Wu, have you eaten breakfast?"

"I have." Wu Hongkang said with a smile: "It's been a long time since we've seen each other; find a time to go out for a drink."

"Sure!" Old Wu's attitude made Zhou Andong very satisfied: "I'm in Jiangzhou; I'll contact you when I return to Jingcheng."

"Director Zhou!" Wu Hongkang said: "Congratulations on being selected as one of the Top Ten Outstanding Youths."

"Thank you." Zhou Andong said with great emotion: "You are the first to congratulate me, which makes me very moved."

Wu Hongkang said with a smile: "I only found out after watching the gala on CCTV last night."

"Hmm?" Zhou Andong was stunned: "Was it broadcast only last night?"

"Yes!" Wu Hongkang said uncomprehendingly: "Yesterday was Sunday, and it was broadcast at eight o'clock in the evening."

"Oh!"

Zhou Andong understood; no wonder no one mentioned this when he came back; it turned out it was only broadcast last night.

"Old Wu, I have a big fortune here for you; do you want it?"

"Yes!" Wu Hongkang said without hesitation: "What fortune? Tell me quickly."

Zhou Andong sighed in his heart; Old Wu is still sensible.

"At the end of the year, Qiu Dongfang will have a big move; are you interested?"

"Of course I am." Wu Hongkang said excitedly: "The profit from shorting sugar last October is already being settled, and it's completely possible to take half of it and hand it over to Qiu Dongfang."

"No, no, no!" Zhou Andong said: "Qiu Dongfang is no longer accepting domestic enterprise capital agency for the time being; you should raise some personal funds and hand them over to Qiu Dongfang."

Wu Hongkang calmed down: "I can't take out much money personally, and it's still in US dollars."

"Borrow!" Zhou Andong leaned against the wide chair back, rocking gently: "Renminbi is also fine; I will exchange it into US dollars for you."

Wu Hongkang was very tempted, but he didn't have much money in his hands. Even if he went to borrow, how much could he borrow?

"I have tens of thousands in my hands, and if I borrow some from relatives and friends, I can scrape together twenty or thirty thousand."

"Too little." Zhou Andong said: "Go to the bank for a loan; with your face, Old Wu, borrowing one or two million definitely won't be a problem. Don't worry about the interest; compared to the income, that bit of interest doesn't count for anything."

If it were borrowing one or two hundred thousand, it wouldn't be much for Wu Hongkang. If he lost it, he would just live frugally.

But if it were a loan, and it was one or two million, if he lost it, the interest alone could crush him.

Zhou Andong said: "You should consider it carefully yourself."

Wu Hongkang said with difficulty: "If I hand the money to Qiu Dongfang, I won't have funds for the Ali investment."

"How could the Ali investment be that fast." Zhou Andong said with a smile: "Investigation, negotiation, planning, entering the formal investment and construction stage, it will be next year at the earliest."

"The loan pressure is too great; I'm old, and my ability to resist pressure isn't that great." Wu Hongkang still couldn't make up his mind: "I'll consider it."

"Fine!" Zhou Andong said: "You really have to consider this matter carefully; after all, in the financial market, no one can ensure they will make money 100%."

"That's all then."

Wu Hongkang put down the phone, and immediately after, the ringtone rang, which made him very strange. He picked up the phone, and Zhang Shenghui's voice came through the receiver.

"Old Wu, your line has been busy; was Zhou Andong calling you?" ===== CHAPTER 1885 =====