Chapter 2282

"Laughing at a fart!" Zhou Andong rolled his eyes at them, slurped down two bowls of porridge, and then held his belly and let out a burp: "Comfortable!"

An Jing and Jiang Yuyue tidied up the lunch boxes and looked at Zhou Andong. An Jing asked: "Are you sleeping here or going home?"

Zhou Andong looked at the time. It was just ten o'clock. He had already slept for a whole afternoon and definitely couldn't sleep. He'd better go home and write the script. The detailed outline was almost finished, and he would try to finish it today.

"I'm going home!" Zhou Andong responded, then looked at Jiang Yuyue: "The outline for Prison Break can be finished tonight. I'll put it on the desk in the study. You have someone pick it up tomorrow, and then find a screenwriting team to fill in the content as soon as possible."

"Okay!" Jiang Yuyue agreed: "I'm preparing to record that song 'Unique'. Do you want to go over and take a look?"

"I'll be very busy for a while and won't have time." Zhou Andong shook his head, then asked: "Is the choreography finished?"

Jiang Yuyue nodded: "The dance teacher was invited from the Beijing Dance Academy and is very famous."

Zhou Andong sat down again: "Dance a section for me to see."

The choreography for the dance of 'Unique' was also unique. Of course, the clothes and hairstyle definitely wouldn't work. So, Zhou Andong thought about letting Jiang Yuyue wear a Mamian skirt, comb her hair into a bun, and insert a phoenix hairpin and dangling hairpin; it would definitely look very good.

"No problem!" Jiang Yuyue put down the things in her hand, made a starting pose, and danced without musical accompaniment.

The more Zhou Andong watched, the more he frowned. An Jing, on the other hand, had bright eyes and praised from time to time.

This dance was indeed choreographed very well and also highlighted the characteristics of the finger microphone, but the arrangement of 'Unique' was very intense, while this dance appeared too soft.

"What?"

After finishing the dance, Jiang Yuyue saw Zhou Andong frowning and immediately understood. This was dissatisfaction with the choreography of this dance.

"Not good?"

"It's not that it's not good!" Zhou Andong said thoughtfully: "If you change the arrangement slightly so the song isn't so intense, this choreography would be very suitable."

Jiang Yuyue thought for a while and said hesitantly: "When there was music, I did feel something was wrong when dancing this dance, but I couldn't say what was wrong. After all, I'm not a professional.

Now that I hear you say this, I understand. When there is accompaniment, I easily use too much force, destroying the beauty of the dance. But as long as I relax a little, I feel like I have strength all over but can't use it."

"Right?" Zhou Andong laughed, and after pondering for a while, said: "I'll do a few movements for you to see. After remembering them, discuss them with the dance teacher tomorrow."

Hearing Zhou Andong's words, not only Jiang Yuyue but even An Jing became interested and said with a smile: "Hurry up, hurry up, let me see you dance."

As a famous wedding host in Tanghezi Village, Jiangzhou City in his previous life, singing and dancing were not a problem. And the fan dance for 'Unique', almost everyone in the 80s and 90s could do a few simple movements. Not to mention he had a foundation in martial arts; dancing was really not difficult for him.

Zhou Andong stood there thinking for a while, then started dancing. Jiang Yuyue and An Jing looked bewildered, then laughed out loud.

"What is this you're dancing?"

"Shut up!" Zhou Andong glared at them, especially Jiang Yuyue: "Watch carefully."

The two women immediately closed their mouths and then looked at Zhou Andong dancing with straight faces, but just looking at their bulging cheeks, one knew they were trying hard to hold back their laughter.

Zhou Andong didn't pay attention to them anymore, trying hard to do the movements while explaining. Jiang Yuyue slowly put away her joking heart and listened to Zhou Andong seriously.

It was only ten minutes or so, and Zhou Andong was covered in sweat: "Okay, remember these movements of mine, and find that teacher from the Dance Academy tomorrow to study them. She is a professional. It shouldn't be difficult to choreograph this dance completely. Also, there are backup dancers. You can't have too few people, at least seven or eight.

Also, when recording the MV, you must build a larger stage. It must have a sense of the future, the lighting must be dark, and use follow spots. Your costume should be a Mamian skirt and a bat-wing shirt, and your hairstyle should be a bun, with bangs left, using a phoenix hairpin and a dangling hairpin..."

Zhou Andong said a lot. Originally, he had drunk too much alcohol, had just drunk porridge, and eaten quite a few pickles. Now he was jumping and explaining, and he felt dry-mouthed again. He stepped over to take a bottle of mineral water and gulped down half a bottle in one breath.

Jiang Yuyue remembered it carefully, then asked: "What kind of skirt is a Mamian skirt?"

Zhou Andong knocked on his head: "Like this, I'll go to the Woolen Mill to take office tomorrow. In these two days, I'll find someone to design it, and then sponsor you a set of clothes. Also, the fan dance I just performed, the fan can't be an ordinary one. It must be a bit larger, with 'Unique' printed on one side, and a big eye printed on it."

(Students, do you have any ideas about the clothing, hairstyle, and fan? You can say them in the comment section. If it's okay, I will adopt them and then modify them.)

"I've remembered it!" Jiang Yuyue nodded: "If there's anything I don't understand, I'll find you."

"Okay!" Zhou Andong let out a long breath: "By the way, where are Lao Si and Su Su?"

"Su Su saw you drunk and unconscious, and was scared to tears." An Jing glared at Zhou Andong: "We coaxed her for a long time before coaxing her well. Fortunately, Lao Si was there, otherwise it would have been really troublesome."

Zhou Andong thought about Su Su crying when she saw him unconscious. This little heart seemed to have been poked by something, and tears almost fell. Then he turned and walked toward the bathroom.

"I'm going to take a shower, you guys sit!"

"Not sitting anymore!" An Jing said: "It's past ten o'clock, I'm leaving too."

"We'll go together." Jiang Yuyue picked up the lunch box on the coffee table, took An Jing's arm, looking like good sisters, and went out of Zhou Andong's room together.

Zhou Andong took a shower and then walked out of the hotel feeling refreshed. At this time, the time had reached ten-ten. There were far fewer people on Chang'an Avenue compared to an hour ago, but there were still quite a few young tourists strolling around.

Zhou Andong lit a cigarette and walked home. The night breeze was very cool, and walking on the road was very pleasant. He strolled all the way there, and then drilled into the study.

Yin Family!

Yin Zongquan was sitting in the study, holding a cup of cold tea and drinking it.

Except for the eldest son Yin Mingsheng, the other three sons, two daughters, and sons-in-law all came, their faces gloomy enough to drip water.

Yin Mo was caught for prostitution in Jiangzhou, setting off a storm against the Yin family, although they made a quick response.

But the negative impact was still huge. The eldest son, who had just arrived in Liaoning Province to take office, had his reputation severely damaged, and this noon, they received another piece of bad news.

Zhou Andong actually wanted to audit the finances of the Woolen Mill, and wanted to retroactively check twenty years. In fact, this was nothing. He wouldn't be afraid if you checked thirty years; you definitely wouldn't be able to find anything. However, the third-party audit institution Zhou Andong hired was found in Xiangjiang, so they couldn't sit still.

"Zhou Andong!" Yin Zongquan laughed and put the teacup down gently: "So he acquired 10% of the shares of the Woolen Mill for this purpose. I have to say, he really has a little cleverness."

The third son of the Yin family, Yin Mingyu, said with a gloomy face: "Doesn't Zhou Andong always boast about being a philanthropist? But this time, large parts of the country suffered from severe floods, but the Yugong Group only donated two million at the fundraising gala on CCTV. Can we make an issue out of this?"

"Not appropriate!"

The one speaking was the eldest son-in-law of the Yin family, named Qu Hongwen. He was the nephew of Qu Zhengnong. Because his parents died early, he grew up beside Qu Zhengnong and was no different from Qu Zhengnong's own son.

But no matter what, Qu Hongwen was also a collateral branch. The reason he could marry the eldest daughter of the Yin family, Yin Meihong, was because this guy had thick eyebrows and big eyes, which completely fit the aesthetic of this era, making Yin Meihong fall in love at first sight.

In addition, there was the most important point, which was to avoid suspicion. If Qu Zhengnong's son married Yin Meihong, it would inevitably arouse the suspicion and discussion of many people. After all, the marriage between the Yin family and the Qu family like this was bound to make people feel that there were hidden secrets. Whether for the Yin family or the Qu family, it was definitely not a good thing.

Therefore, they finally chose to let Qu Hongwen, a collateral descendant of the Qu family, marry Yin Meihong. Although it was a bit like covering one's ears to steal a bell, at least it was justifiable on the surface. After all, it wasn't just their Yin family and Qu family who did this.

Qu Hongwen frowned and said: "I feel there is a problem here."

"What problem can there be?" Yin Meihong looked at her man: "The Yugong Group donated two million. We all saw it at the gala. Could it be fake?"

"I'm not talking about the issue of truth or falsehood." Qu Hongwen shook his head: "According to my investigation, the Sanbei Province suffered floods, and the Yugong Group donated quite a lot of supplies."

"Hmph!" Yin Meihong snorted coldly: "If this is the case, then it's even more interesting. He donated quite a lot to Sanbei Province, but at the CCTV fundraising gala, he only donated two million to the whole country. What kind of mind does Zhou Andong have?"

"Hongwen is right." The second son of the Yin family, Yin Mingxing, said thoughtfully: "I also feel there is a problem here. It's best not to act rashly."

"What problem can there be?"

Yin Meihong was very beautiful, especially the charm of a mature woman, which would make any man with strong hormones have a desire for possession.

Especially the way she was angry now, she had a different kind of style. I have to say, Qu Hongwen's luck with women was really not shallow.

"Don't know!" Yin Mingxing said unhappily: "If I knew, would I still be discussing it here?"

The youngest son-in-law of the Yin family, Wang Jiantao, paced back and forth. Yin Meihong said very impatiently: "Jiantao, can you sit down and be quiet for a while? What are you always pacing in front of me for?"

Sister Yin Meilan was just about to speak, but Wang Jiantao spoke first, otherwise the two sisters would definitely quarrel.

"I actually think we can test it."

Yin Mingyu's eyes flashed: "How to test?"

Wang Jiantao straightened his waist slightly, looked at the few people, and said: "We can find someone to write two articles criticizing Zhou Andong to test the other party's reaction."

Yin Mingxing agreed and said: "This method is okay."

Then, everyone looked at Yin Zongquan. Yin Meihong asked: "Dad, what do you think?"

Yin Zongquan waved his hand: "You decide, you don't need to ask me about this matter."

"Okay!" Wang Jiantao said: "I'll handle this matter."

"Now let's talk about Zhou Andong's financial audit of the Woolen Mill." Yin Mingxing picked up a cigarette and lit it, then said: "He hired a Xiangjiang audit institution, and we can't intervene at all. Are we really going to let him do whatever he wants in the Woolen Mill?"

"What kind of thing is Zhou Andong." Yin Mingyu sneered: "He wants to retroactively check the finances of the Woolen Mill for twenty years. This is seeking his own death. Have you ever thought that if he does this, whether those in office or those who have retired, will they find a way to kill him?"

When the few people heard this, their eyes suddenly lit up. Yin Meihong rarely showed a smile on her face: "In that case, as long as we release the news, we don't need to take action at all. Naturally, someone will get rid of Zhou Andong."

"Right!" Yin Mingyu nodded: "This afternoon, I met with Shi Guoqiang. He has already arranged for people to spread this matter."

"Don't be careless!" Wang Jiantao spoke: "Zhou Andong wouldn't have thought of this problem, but he still did it. He must have something to rely on."

Yin Mingyu smoked a cigarette and said: "No matter what he relies on, there are so many cadres in office and retired. If they really make a scene, the central authorities will also weigh the impact."

"I think the third brother makes sense." Yin Meihong said very confidently: "Even if Zhou Andong has three heads and six arms, he can't withstand the samadhi fire in the bellies of those old cadres."

Yin Meilan laughed: "Let's leave this matter at that. Finally, let's talk about Yin Mo's problem. Should we send someone to Jiangzhou to see what the situation is and get him out?"

"No!" Qu Hongwen stopped him: "The matter of Yin Mo being caught for prostitution is too big, and the eldest brother is working in Liaoning Province. Once he is brought out, it will fall into Zhou Andong's trick."

"What trick?" Yin Meihong frowned: "Even if Yin Mo was really caught for prostitution, we pay the fine, the detention time is almost up, should he be released?"

"That's right!" Qu Hongwen echoed: "The fine has been paid. Even if he is detained for half a month, the time is up. He should have been released long ago. But why has the Jiangzhou police been holding them and not releasing them? Are they not afraid of us getting angry?"

Yin Meihong was stunned. She really didn't think of this problem. Now that she thinks about it, there are indeed big doubts.

Qu Hongwen said thoughtfully: "Since the Jiangzhou police dare to hold Yin Mo and not release him, it proves that they have caught other handles of Yin Mo and are not afraid of us looking for trouble. It's even possible they are waiting for us to go there and look for trouble."

"Don't talk about Yin Mo's matter." Yin Zongquan finally spoke: "Let him stay inside for the time being. Let him have a long memory. Anyway, he won't die."

The old man spoke, and naturally, no one dared to object.

"Okay!" The old man said: "It's past eleven o'clock, everyone go back."

"Dad, you should also rest early." Several people greeted the old man and walked out one by one.

The moment Yin Mingyu turned and walked out of the study, a strange smile appeared on his face, but it disappeared in an instant.

Yin Zongquan took a deep look at the back of his third son disappearing at the door, picked up the teacup and drank a mouthful of cold tea, then leaned against the back of the chair and slowly closed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.