Chapter 2210: Sending You a Fortune

Dai Hongwei was wearing a slightly yellowed undershirt, paired with blue polyester shorts, and stepping on a pair of somewhat old plastic sandals, sitting in his office listlessly.

Although all the windows had been opened and that old fan was also creaking and turning tirelessly, even so, the stuffy air still surged in continuously like a tide, making him feel hot and unbearable, as if he were in a huge steamer.

"Click!" A soft sound came, and Dai Hongwei skillfully picked up a pack of cigarettes from the table, pulled out one, and lit it with a lighter.

As the light blue smoke rose slowly, he took a deep drag, letting the pungent taste permeate his mouth, and then slowly exhaled.

As the Vice Mayor of Jiangzhou City and also serving as the Director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, he was particularly sensitive to any movement in the city.

Especially when the negative public opinion about Yin Mingsheng began to spread in Jiangzhou, he noticed this abnormal situation at the first moment.

Almost without much thought, he quickly guessed that the mastermind behind these negative public opinions must have been arranged by Zhou Andong.

It had to be said that Zhou Andong's move was truly brilliant. By spreading negative news about Yin Mingsheng, he could effectively curb the public opinion controlled by the Yin family.

After all, Yin Mingsheng was currently working in Liaoning Province. As long as he could firmly control the public opinion trend within the province, he didn't need to engage in a public opinion battle with the Yin family nationwide.

And right now, Dai Hongwei faced a dilemma: should he strike while the iron was hot, and while the current public opinion heat had not yet subsided, announce the case of Yin Mo privately possessing firearms, making public opinion even more fierce?

Or should he temporarily remain still, wait for the current public opinion to gradually subside, and then choose an opportunity to throw out this bombshell to maintain continuous public opinion pressure on Yin Mingsheng?

Actually, these two choices each had their own benefits. As for how to choose, after Dai Hongwei considered it, he felt it was better to wait for Zhou Andong's subsequent arrangements; he could wait a bit longer.

At this moment, in the small canteen of the General Staff Department, a dozen people were sitting around a large table made of several long tables pushed together. Among them, besides Zhou Andong and Gu Bing, the rest were all leaders of the General Staff Department. As for Zhang Zuo, he had a dark face and was standing on the side holding a bottle of wine.

Although the food on the table was very rich, what attracted attention was not the delicious food on the table, but the self-heating lunch box that was emitting rolling heat in front of every leader.

These old men wearing military uniforms, with general flowers on their shoulders and silver hair, were competing with the lunch boxes, eating like a whirlwind.

Deputy Chief of Staff Kong Youfu was glowing with health, eating big mouthfuls while praising: "Delicious, too delicious. I feel that this is even more delicious than the food our small canteen makes!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than another Deputy Chief of Staff nodded and echoed: "Indeed delicious. Comrade Andong, I would like to express my gratitude to you on behalf of all the soldiers of our border defense troops."

"Especially for those border defense posts located in extremely harsh environments, once winter comes, the sky-filling flying snow will seal the entire mountain for as long as five or six months, and any supplies are difficult to transport in."

"Now it's great. With this convenient and practical self-heating lunch box, even when patrolling the border in the cold winter, the soldiers don't have to gnaw on frozen hard steamed buns and eat pickles full of ice slag."

Soon, a group of old men swept away the lunch boxes in their hands, without leaving a single grain of rice.

Zhang Qianjin turned his head and shouted at Zhang Zuo, who was standing on the side holding a wine bottle.

"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and fill everyone's wine!"

Zhang Zuo glared fiercely at Zhou Andong, feeling very reluctant in his heart, but didn't dare to disobey the old man's order, so he could only move his steps slowly and pour wine for everyone one by one.

He didn't want to come, but Zhou Andong insisted on him coming. There was no way, the arm couldn't twist the thigh, so he could only follow. But when he got here, Zhou Andong and Gu Bing became the distinguished guests of these old guys, eating and drinking, but only he wasn't allowed to sit down together.

But it didn't matter, did he, Zhang Zuo, lack this meal? But what made him depressed was that not only was he not allowed to sit at the table, but he was also asked to stand on the side and watch, responsible for pouring wine for everyone. This feeling of grievance didn't need to be said.

Zhou Andong glanced at Zhang Zuo, who was pouring wine for him. The smile on his face was very bright, but in Zhang Zuo's eyes, it was even more dazzling than the sun outside, making his teeth grind with a creaking sound.

"Dongzi!" Zhang Qianjin picked up the wine glass in front of him, looked at Zhou Andong with focused eyes, and brought a kind and friendly smile to his face.

"Grandpa Zhang will toast you!"

Hearing this, Zhou Andong hurriedly stood up: "Grandpa Zhang, your words really make me feel ashamed, making me a bit terrified. It should be me toasting you!"

Zhang Qianjin laughed heartily, and then said earnestly and very sincerely: "Child, this glass of wine doesn't represent me personally, but I want to toast you on behalf of those soldiers who are sticking to the border defense line of the motherland."

"They sleep in the open and brave dangers, defending every inch of our country's land and the peace of the people. And this self-heating lunch box you made solved the worries of our border defense troops, and it is also contributing to the country's border defense."

Kong Youfu on the side also smiled and picked up the wine glass, also looking at Zhou Andong with burning eyes: "Comrade Andong, I also want to toast you, thanking you for the efforts and hard work you have made for the country."

Before the words fell, other old men at the table also raised the wine glasses in their hands one after another. For a time, the whole scene appeared solemn and enthusiastic.

Facing this scene, Zhou Andong was really moved, and didn't say anything anymore, but raised his wine glass.

These old men in front of him had spent their whole lives in the army and had also dedicated their whole lives to this country and nation.

Today he accepted the toast, and what he could give back in the future was to do more things for the country and the people.

"Dongzi!"

Zhang Qianjin gently put down the wine glass in his hand, looked at Zhou Andong thoughtfully, and after a slight pause, spoke again.

"I know that for this self-heating lunch box, the various materials and technical costs involved must not be low, but I still hope you can compress some costs as much as possible."

"Don't worry!" Zhou Andong nodded without hesitation: "I have a count in my heart. As long as the production scale goes up, the procurement volume of various raw materials increases, and then through optimizing processes and improving efficiency, the cost will naturally decrease."

Zhang Qianjin nodded with satisfaction: "However, when I say I want to compress costs, it doesn't mean I want you to do loss-making business regardless of your own interests. You just go ahead and do it. The country will definitely not treat talents like you who are dedicated to the country and the people unfairly."

"Comrade Andong!" Kong Youfu said: "We will report this matter to the Military Commission as soon as possible. Can your production capacity keep up?"

Zhou Andong shook his head: "The factory is still under construction. We can only supply the border defense troops in the Ali area before the New Year, and the production capacity will increase significantly next year."

Zhang Qianjin looked at everyone: "Ali is the most difficult area. If we can provide self-heating lunch boxes to that side this winter, it will be quite good."

The wine party ended quickly. After all, these old men were very busy. Even if they valued Zhou Andong, they couldn't accompany him to drink here all the time.

By the time Zhou Andong came out of the General Staff Department, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon. He stood by the car, lit a cigarette, and then cast his gaze toward Gu Bing beside him.

"My uncle and aunt will come over tonight, right?"

"Right!" Gu Bing also lit a cigarette, and then threw the cigarette box to Zhang Zuo beside him: "They rarely have time off on Sundays, to avoid delaying important work, so they only have time to come over and take a look at night."

Zhou Andong nodded slightly, expressing understanding, and then raised his wrist to check the time: "Then we must go home early today."

Gu Bing asked suspiciously: "Where are you going?"

Zhou Andong took a deep drag of his cigarette before responding: "A trip to the Donghuamen Police Station."

Zhang Zuo, who was sulking and preparing to light a cigarette, finally couldn't hold back and asked: "Are you going to see Fang Hongbin? Just make a phone call and let him come to see us. Why do you have to run there yourself?"

"You idiot!" Zhou Andong glanced at Zhang Zuo, reached out and opened the car door beside him, nimbly got into the car, and then closed the car door with a bang.

"Eh? What do you mean by this?"

Zhang Zuo questioned loudly, then opened the passenger door hard, bent down and got into the car, then twisted his body to look at Zhou Andong in the back, and continued to question.

"I didn't want to come at all. You stopped my car and dragged me off the car forcibly. I haven't settled this account with you yet, and you're actually still acting tough on me!"

Zhou Andong couldn't be bothered to pay attention to Zhang Zuo and said to Wang Wentian: "Wentian, drive, go to Donghuamen Police Station."

"Zhou Andong, don't go too far, I, Zhang Zuo, am not someone to be trifled with."

Seeing that Zhou Andong ignored him, Zhang Zuo became even more angry and nagged all the way.

Finally, they arrived at Donghuamen Police Station. Zhou Andong got out of the car, and his ears were finally quiet.

"Chairman Zhou!"

Two police officers happened to be coming out of the police station. Seeing Zhou Andong, they were stunned for a moment, and then greeted him enthusiastically.

It was Zhou Andong's first time at Donghuamen Police Station. He didn't know the police officers here, but that didn't prevent these police officers from knowing him.

"Hello!" Zhou Andong shook hands with them very politely: "Is Director Fang there?"

"Looking for our director?" One police officer said: "He's not here, he went down to the area."

Zhou Andong understood immediately. Fang Hongbin arrested Wen Sanmao, so naturally, he had to hide out, letting those who came to plead for mercy not find him. He estimated that he hadn't returned to the station since he arrested Wen Sanmao last night.

Zhou Andong said with a smile: "I came here to thank Director Fang and all the comrades of the Donghuamen police for their impartial law enforcement last night. Since he is not here, I will go back, and I will come to visit and thank him tomorrow morning."

"Chairman Zhou!" Another police officer hurriedly said: "Why don't you go to the office to rest for a while, and we will find the director back."

Zhou Andong asked hesitantly: "Will it delay your work?"

"No delay, no delay." The police officer waved his hand with a smile, and then said to the police officer beside him: "Old Liu, you accompany Chairman Zhou to the office to sit for a while, I will go find the director back."

"Fine!" Old Liu agreed and said to Zhou Andong: "Chairman Zhou, it's too hot outside, let's go to the office, at least there's a fan to cool down."

"Alright!" Zhou Andong agreed and followed the police officer into the gate, while Gu Bing and Zhang Zuo didn't follow in.

At this moment, in the depths of a quiet and remote alley, a heavy shadow covered a police van. Inside the car, Fang Hongbin was lying lazily on the reclined passenger seat with a cigarette in his mouth.

"The red sun rises in the east, its great path is full of rosy light, how lucky I am to be born in your embrace, inheriting a pulse of blood flowing, difficulties shared, blessings shared, standing up the backbone, our country is ten thousand borders with benevolence and love, a thousand-year-old faith that will never be extinguished..."

Listening to the singing on the radio, Fang Hongbin shook his feet gently, looking indescribably comfortable and relaxed.

Just as Zhou Andong had speculated, after arresting Wen Sanmao last night, Fang Hongbin didn't intend to return to the police station at all.

He knew clearly in his heart that once he returned to the station, he would inevitably receive calls from certain people, demanding that he release Wen Sanmao immediately.

Moreover, on the way back to the police station, from Chen Hui and Bai Junmin, he learned a shocking piece of news.

Wen Sanmao had actually secretly sent people to follow Zhou Andong's sister. That guy must have had ulterior motives and bad intentions.

This made Fang Hongbin even more determined not to let Wen Sanmao go, so he made a prompt decision, gave a few simple instructions to the police officers who followed him, and ran away.

This matter involved Zhou Andong's sister, so he concluded that Zhou Andong would definitely look for him, and the time wouldn't be too long. By then, how to deal with Wen Sanmao wouldn't be up to him, nor would it be up to the people behind Wen Sanmao.

"Tap, tap, tap!"

Fang Hongbin was closing his eyes, humming along with the radio leisurely, when a crisp and rhythmic knocking sound suddenly sounded on the car window.

Hearing this sudden knocking sound, he subconsciously opened his eyes and looked toward the source of the sound, the half-open car window.

He saw a familiar figure standing outside the car window, looking at him with a full face of smiles: "Director!"

Fang Hongbin looked closely and saw it was Old Chen from the station. He hurriedly sat up straight: "Why are you here? Did something happen?"

Old Chen laughed, then gave a thumbs up and said: "Director, you are truly a divine calculator. Didn't you say before that Zhou Andong might come? Hey, you really guessed it right. He has already arrived at our station and is waiting for you!"

Fang Hongbin's spirit lifted as soon as he heard this, and a flash of excitement crossed his eyes: "Did he just arrive?"

Old Chen nodded and replied: "Yes, as soon as he arrived at the station, I came out to find you immediately."

"Hmm... it's a bit earlier than I expected." Fang Hongbin said, then reached out and patted the driver's seat beside him: "Get in the car, let's go back."

To tell the truth, even if he had been hiding outside, the pressure he was under in his heart was not small at all.

Now that Zhou Andong had come, this made him feel relieved, and the stone that had been pressing on his heart finally disappeared.

Zhou Andong hadn't chatted with Old Liu for half an hour when Fang Hongbin rushed back to the office.

As soon as this guy stepped into the door, he couldn't wait to reach out his hand, with a full face of smiles: "Chairman Zhou, I'm really sorry, kept you waiting."

"Director Fang, you are too polite. I am an uninvited guest who came without being invited." Zhou Andong shook hands with Fang Hongbin with a smile: "If I should say sorry, it should be me."

This was the first time the two had met, but it felt like they were old friends, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious and relaxed.

Old Liu poured tea for both of them, then retreated, and gently closed the door.

"Director Fang!" Zhou Andong took the cigarette handed over by Fang Hongbin and reached into his pocket to take out his lighter, preparing to light it.

Fang Hongbin took the lead and pressed the lighter in his hand, the flame jumping close to the cigarette in Zhou Andong's mouth.

Zhou Andong lowered his head slightly to light the cigarette, then took a light drag: "Director Fang, I came here today, first to thank you for your fair and selfless law enforcement last night. Second, I want to send you a great fortune. It's just that I don't know if Director Fang can catch it."

Hearing this, Fang Hongbin was stunned. Send him a fortune? What does this mean?

He didn't think that the fortune in Zhou Andong's mouth was giving him money; he estimated it should be related to Wen Sanmao.

Zhou Andong glanced at Fang Hongbin and continued: "Have you heard about me serving as the director of the Woolen Mill?"

Fang Hongbin also lit a cigarette for himself, then shook his head: "I really haven't heard about this."

"Whether you've heard of it or not is not important." Zhou Andong flicked the cigarette ash: "For some time now, I have been investigating and understanding the situation of the Woolen Mill in all aspects."

"I didn't know until I checked, and once I checked, I found quite a few problems. Especially the director of the Jinshiguang Woolen Fashion Factory under the Woolen Mill."

"Not only does he have serious problems with his lifestyle, but he is also suspected of serious violations of discipline and law. And very coincidentally, it also involves Wen Sanmao."

Fang Hongbin widened his eyes, his heart beating violently and rapidly as if it had been hit hard by a hammer.

He never expected that the director of Jinshiguang actually had such serious lifestyle problems, and was also suspected of serious violations of discipline and law.

At this moment, he finally understood what this so-called fortune meant. However, the risk required to pocket this fortune was undoubtedly huge.

Just as Zhou Andong said just now, whether he had the ability to catch this fortune, he actually didn't have full confidence in his heart, and even felt a bit empty.

Zhou Andong sat quietly on the side without disturbing Fang Hongbin, who was deep in thought. After all, this was not a small matter, and he had to give the other party enough time to think seriously and weigh the pros and cons.

As for whether Fang Hongbin would eventually reject this proposal, and if he really rejected it, whether he would accidentally leak the news, Zhou Andong wasn't worried at all.

The reason was simple: judging from Fang Hongbin's arrest of Wen Sanmao without hesitation last night, it was enough to prove that Fang Hongbin was a smart and decisive person. He would definitely not do anything stupid and would definitely make the wisest choice.

Sure enough, just a few minutes later, Fang Hongbin, who had been silent, finally spoke. His face became exceptionally serious, and his eyes looked at Zhou Andong firmly.

"Chairman Zhou, I don't have the authority to investigate the situation of the director of Jinshiguang Woolen Fashion Factory. But for Wen Sanmao, I will definitely cooperate with you with all my strength!" ===== CHAPTER 2211 =====