Chapter 227

Although they said there was no rain, when Zhou Andong got up in the morning and pulled back the curtains, he saw that it was overcast outside, and a light drizzle had already started to fall.

Pushing open the window, the drizzle was sent in by the wind, landing on his face, cold and cool, making him, who was still a bit groggy, instantly much more spirited.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

A heavy knocking sound came from outside. Zhou Andong sighed helplessly, muttering as he went out to open the door. He thought it was Gu Bing running over to freeload a meal again.

"Your sister has already gone abroad, and you're still running over to..." Halfway through his sentence, he swallowed it back. "It's early in the morning, where did you go, and you're even carrying umbrellas."

The ones knocking on the door were actually An Jing and Zhou Anqin. Both of them were holding umbrellas, and water droplets were dripping down the tips of the umbrellas.

"Went to buy breakfast!" Zhou Anqin raised the hand that was being blocked by An Jing. "Steamed buns, fried dough sticks, soy milk, and tofu pudding."

"Move aside!" An Jing pushed Zhou Andong away unceremoniously and stepped into the room. "You have no sense at all."

Zhou Andong took the breakfast from Zhou Anqin's hand. An Jing had already taken out bowls and chopsticks in the kitchen: "When Qiuqiu left, she instructed me to take care of your life and supervise you by the way."

Zhou Andong just wanted to say, 'don't you steal while supervising,' but suddenly thought Zhou Anqin was beside him, so he changed his words.

"I'm not paralyzed, what's there to take care of."

At this moment, the door opened, and Gu Bing entered the room. "I smelled it at home, sure enough, there's breakfast to eat."

Zhou Andong rolled his eyes and asked Zhou Anqin: "You didn't close the door?"

Zhou Anqin scratched her head: "I remember closing it."

"Didn't close it tight, didn't close it tight." Gu Bing sat on the stool with a grin, grabbed a steamed bun, and took a bite. "Old Yang's steamed buns, I could tell with one bite."

"Shameless." Zhou Andong took a fierce bite of the steamed bun and muttered a curse.

An Jing opened the plastic bag containing the soy milk and carefully poured it into the bowl: "There is good news that I haven't had time to tell you. Dicos opened on May 1st, and by the end of the month, the 31st, the net profit was 327,900."

"Slap!"

The half-eaten steamed bun in Gu Bing's hand fell onto the table. He looked at An Jing and stammered: "O... one month, and you broke even, and even earned... earned another store?"

An Jing said calmly: "Yes, I will go to the provincial capital in August to find a storefront, striving to open in October. Next year, we will go to the capital to open the third branch, and at the end of next year, we will open the fourth in Shanghai."

Don't look at An Jing's calm face now; in fact, her heart was restless, and her blood was boiling. Moreover, she had set her sights on KFC, full of confidence to defeat KFC in the capital and Shanghai.

"Gulp!"

Gu Bing's throat rolled, and he swallowed his saliva. "Um, is it too late for me to buy shares now?"

"It's not too late!" An Jing said: "Dicos's annual net profit of three million is no problem at all, and the development momentum is very good. It will soon enter a period of expansion. We are all acquaintances, I'll be conservative, a twenty-fold valuation, sixty million. How many points do you want?"

Gu Bing shook his head violently, picked up the half-eaten steamed bun that had fallen on the table, and stuffed it into his mouth. One point was six hundred thousand; where would he get that much money?

Zhou Andong chuckled: "I say, Secretary, this is your only chance, you must grasp it. When the first branch opens, the valuation will double."

"No money!"

Gu Bing said sullenly. He really regretted it a bit; he should have taken out twenty thousand to buy a share back then. But at that time, who could have imagined that a broken restaurant selling fried chicken and hamburgers would be so profitable? It was simply a money-printing machine.

"If you don't have money, go borrow it!" Zhou Andong instigated: "Now KFC has four shareholders. You put up 1.2 million, and the four of us will take out half a point for you. An Jing doesn't have to wait until August either. As long as your money arrives, she can go to the provincial capital to find a storefront. By then, the 1.2 million you invested will double several times in two or three months."

Gu Bing was a bit tempted, but finally shook his head: "Forget it, all my money has been used to buy shares in the winery. Besides, I've borrowed so many US dollars, and I still don't know what you kid is doing, whether you can make money or not. If I lose it, I won't even be able to pay it back if I sell my underwear."

"Sigh!" Zhou Andong shook his head and sighed. "Don't say I didn't give you a chance. Don't blame me for not taking you along when the time comes."

Gu Bing snorted: "The more you say that, the more I feel that you, this little bastard, don't have good intentions."

"This is truly treating good intentions like donkey liver and lungs." Zhou Andong took a sip of soy milk and shook his head slightly.

After finishing breakfast, An Jing and Zhou Anqin tidied up the table, washed the bowls, and then the four of them went downstairs together.

"Xiaoqin and I are leaving. If you have nowhere to go in the evening, go to the store to eat." An Jing said, and left with Xiaoqin.

Zhou Andong went to the security section to find Yao Jun and asked him to notify the leaders of each section to have a meeting in the conference room at ten o'clock. Then he went upstairs, preparing to stay in Gu Bing's office for a while, but saw Old Man Man Hongshan wandering at the door of his office.

"Old Man Man!" Zhou Andong walked over quickly. "So early, is something the matter?"

Man Hongshan smiled and said: "Something is the matter. The fruit liquor you mentioned, we have concocted it. Come with me and take a look."

Gu Bing, who followed, his eyes lit up: "Let's go, let's take a look."

The three walked downstairs quickly to the technical section. A row of wine glasses was placed on the table, three in a group, each group a different flavor.

Man Hongshan pointed to the first group and said: "This is orange flavor." Then he pointed to the second group, "This is apple flavor, peach flavor, pineapple flavor, grape flavor!"

Zhou Andong picked up the orange flavor and took a sip. His eyes instantly lit up. The orange flavor was very strong, sweet, and hid the taste of alcohol, very suitable for women to drink.

"Delicious!"

Hearing Zhou Andong say it was delicious, Gu Bing couldn't wait to pick up a glass and take a sip, then nodded vigorously: "Not bad, it's just like soda, but if you drink too much, the aftereffect will be very strong."

After Zhou Andong tasted them one by one, he said very satisfactorily: "This time, your technical section has made a contribution again. The bonus for this month will be doubled, and everyone's wage will be raised by one grade."

With a roar, those technicians cheered. For more than a month, day and night, they finally got a reward.

Gu Bing suddenly asked: "Where did you get the fruit juice for this liquor?"

Man Hongshan smiled and said: "I used my connections to buy it from the Bawangsi Soda Factory. And they also promised me that we can cooperate for a long time."

Zhou Andong pondered and said: "Cooperation is fine, but we must also have our own technology, so as to avoid being strangled in the future, that would be troublesome."

Gu Bing said: "That's not easy. Just poach a few technicians from the Bawangsi Soda Factory, and buy whatever equipment is needed."

The current Jiangzhou Winery is absolutely wealthy and powerful. No matter who it is, their tone is very firm.

Zhou Andong shook his head: "We can't poach people from Bawangsi. In the early stage, we must cooperate. If we become enemies because of poaching, it will be troublesome if they don't sell us concentrated fruit juice."