Chapter 2421: Casablanca

Zhang Zuo hooked his fingers, Liu Qingzhuang hurriedly leaned down, Zhang Zuo whispered a few words in his ear, and Liu Qingzhuang's face changed.

"Young Master Zhang, this..."

"It's just asking you to film the process of them eating, it's not asking you to kill or set fire, what are you afraid of?" Zhang Zuo took a puff of his cigarette, his tone slow: "Before they come over, turn on the DV, put it in a hidden place, and don't get discovered. After they finish eating and leave, I will send someone to pick up the DV."

Liu Qingzhuang was really a bit tearful. He didn't know why Zhang Zuo wanted to secretly film the Woolen Mill leaders eating, but he knew this definitely wasn't a good thing.

"Young Master Zhang!" Liu Qingzhuang said with a crying face: "The one who called to book the table was Hong Tao, the director of the Woolen Mill Party Committee Office, and the ones coming to eat are the Woolen Mill Secretary and several Deputy Factory Directors. These are all big figures, and I can't afford to offend any of them."

Zhang Zuo raised his head and looked at Liu Qingzhuang, sneered and said: "They are people you can't afford to offend, and I am someone you can afford to offend?"

"Ah?" Liu Qingzhuang hurriedly waved his hands and shook his head: "No, no, no, I didn't mean that!"

"Then what did you mean?" Zhang Zuo snorted: "As long as you can give me a reason that satisfies me, I can not force you."

"I..." Liu Qingzhuang opened his mouth but couldn't say anything, because his reason was that he was afraid of offending people, and importantly, once it involved him, his restaurant could possibly be closed down.

Zhang Zuo suddenly laughed, patted Liu Qingzhuang on the arm: "Boss Liu, you can put your heart in your stomach, I can guarantee you that no matter what happens, it won't involve you."

Although Zhang Zuo had a smile on his face, his tone was unquestionable. Liu Qingzhuang understood that today, whether he agreed or not, he had to do it. After weighing the pros and cons, he gritted his teeth and agreed.

"Alright, hand this matter to me."

Agreeing to Zhang Zuo, even if he offended the Woolen Mill leaders, that was a matter for later. If he didn't agree, what he offended now was Zhang Zuo, and it wouldn't even take until tonight for his restaurant to encounter trouble.

"That's right!" The smile on Zhang Zuo's face became sincere: "We are old friends, if you don't help with such a small favor, that would really make me disappointed."

Liu Qingzhuang revealed a smile that was uglier than crying: "Young Master Zhang, you must be hungry too, I'll go to the kitchen to urge them, and serve the dishes as soon as possible."

"Go!" Zhang Zuo waved his hand.

Liu Qingzhuang turned and was just about to leave, when he heard Zhang Zuo say: "Wait!"

Liu Qingzhuang's face changed again. When he turned back, a smile was piled on his face: "Young Master Zhang, what other instructions do you have?"

"Take the DV!" Zhang Zuo picked up the ashtray, took the cigarette he was holding in his mouth into his hand, and then flicked the ash: "We will leave after eating, we won't say hello to you. But you must handle this matter well for me, if you don't handle it well..."

Zhang Zuo didn't continue, but Liu Qingzhuang understood, picked up the DV and said: "Young Master Zhang, since I promised, I will definitely handle the matter well for you."

Liu Qingzhuang left the private room full of worries, then went to the kitchen, and asked the master chef to serve the dishes to private room number six first, and exhorted him repeatedly that he must cook the dishes well.

With the boss's instructions, private room number six immediately started serving dishes, and there were only four dishes, which were arranged by the master chef, so they were served very quickly.

After the dishes were served, Zhang Zuo and Kan Feng didn't drink, so they ate very quickly, and finished in less than twenty minutes.

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In Beijing in the eighties and nineties, for people, the name Casablanca was neither a distant Moroccan city, nor that popular old movie, nor that song of the same name, but a dance hall full of charm and stories.

And Casablanca was one of the most famous trend gathering places in Beijing at this time. A large number of famous singers in the Chinese music scene in the future had performed here, and the headlining singer here at this time was called Sha Baoliang!

The sky was still cloudy. At two o'clock in the afternoon, a black Crown car drove slowly to the front of the Casablanca dance hall at Gongzhufen, West Third Ring Road, and finally stopped steadily in front of the dance hall. But because the dance hall hadn't opened yet, the people in the car didn't get off.

Time passed quietly, the windows of the Crown car were half-open, and wisps of smoke drifted out from the car windows from time to time, merging into the stuffy air. After about half an hour, a Bluebird car and two Santana cars drove over. The speed was very fast, and they arrived in front in the blink of an eye. Immediately after, a burst of harsh braking sounds rang out, and the vehicles stopped fiercely next to the Crown car.

First, a young man of thirty-five or thirty-six got off the Bluebird car. He was tall, with a thick gold chain hanging around his neck, and he was holding a big brother (mobile phone) in his armpit. In this era, it was definitely a symbol of status and wealth.

And this guy also had a goatee on his chin, shiny, and a big back head that seemed to have been wiped with thick hair oil or sprayed with a lot of mousse. He reckoned that if a fly landed on it, it wouldn't be able to stand and would slip.

After this young man got off the car, he came to the side of the Crown car in two steps, and said with a full face of smiles: "Young Master Zhang, you came so early, is there any matter?"

Zhang Zuo pushed the car door and got off, looked up at the Casablanca sign: "Did people from the Woolen Mill book a room for cannoning (sex) here?"

The young man nodded hurriedly: "Booked!"

Zhang Zuo threw the cigarette in his hand to the ground and asked: "Did they tell you what time they are coming?"

"No specific time was said." The young man said: "Just said around eight or nine o'clock."

"Open the door!" Zhang Zuo stretched: "Have some things for you to do."

Eight people got off the two Santanas. Among them, a bald head heard Zhang Zuo's words, didn't wait for the young man to give instructions, ran a few steps to the dance hall door, and opened the rolling shutter door.

Zhang Zuo entered the dance hall surrounded by a group of people, and immediately after, the bald head also let down the rolling shutter door with a 'clatter'.

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Woolen Mill Factory Office!

After Zhou Andong finished lunch, he lay on the sofa and slept for a while. When he opened his eyes, it was already almost three-thirty.

He sat up lazily, reached out to pick up the cigarette on the coffee table and lit it, then leaned against the sofa, looking at the ceiling, smoking with one puff and another.

"Ding-a-ling..."

The phone bell on the desk suddenly rang. Zhou Andong yawned, stood up listlessly, walked to the desk, and then reached out to pick up the phone.

"Hello, this is the Woolen Mill, I am Zhou Andong, who is this!"

"Chairman!" Gu Qing's voice came from the receiver: "Have you seen today's People's Daily?"

Zhou Andong jumped slightly and sat on the desk: "No, is there any important matter?"

"I just saw it too." Gu Qing's voice suddenly became a bit higher: "In order to enhance the payment ability and consumption confidence of employees for housing, and change the concept of relying on the government, units, and enterprises for housing, the central authorities issued a decision on deepening the reform of the urban housing system, establishing a housing provident fund system."

Zhou Andong didn't speak, but picked up the newspaper on the desk, flipped through it, found the People's Daily, and then saw the report on deepening the reform of the urban housing system on the front page.

"Finally here!"

Gu Qing said excitedly: "Chairman, is the spring of real estate here?"

"Yes!" A smile also appeared on Zhou Andong's face: "From today on, real estate development will set off a craze across the country. However, if you want ordinary people to pay for housing, you still have to wait a few years. Only after the housing reform is officially introduced and welfare housing distribution is completely abolished will it truly enter the era of commercial housing."

Zhou Andong's words were like a basin of cold water poured on Gu Qing's head, finally letting her calm down: "Chairman, when can the housing reform be officially introduced? Do you have any news?"

"No!" Zhou Andong said with a smile: "However, the decision on deepening the reform of the urban housing system has already been issued, and the time for the official introduction of the housing reform is not far away, which is these three or four years."

Hearing Zhou Andong's words, Gu Qing's emotions rose again: "Three or four years, it's not long for real estate, it's just the cycle of a commercial project."

"Pa, pa, pa..."

At this time, the office door was knocked, and Zhou Andong shouted toward the door: "Come in!"

Gu Qing hurriedly said: "Chairman, you have matters to handle, go ahead!"

"That's it!" Zhou Andong put down the phone.

The office door was pushed open, and Dong Wenjuan walked in with an invitation card that was printed quite beautifully: "Factory Director, the factory office just sent an invitation card, the China Enterprise Confederation invites you to attend the Third China-Foreign Management Government-Industry-Academia Symposium!" ===== CHAPTER 2422 =====