Chapter 2656

Zhou Andong was stunned for a moment, then recalled that Old Man Jian had mentioned this to him before, though he had since forgotten about it. He hadn't expected Old Man Gu to bring it up today.

"My grandfather said the Yin family holds significant influence in the National People's Congress. Didn't they interfere?"

Old Man Gu let out a cold laugh: "Yin Mingsheng's smooth ascent to govern Liaoning Province was achieved by using this representative qualification to secure our support. If Yin Zongquan, that old fox, dares to renege and meddle, he'll have no credibility—no one will cooperate with the Yin family in the future."

Speaking, Old Man Gu sighed regretfully: "I actually hope Yin Zongquan would stir up trouble, but that old fox is too cunning—even with a cerebral thrombosis, he wouldn't do something like this."

Zhou Andong asked: "Then what do I need to do next?"

"Nothing at all." Old Man Gu waved his hand: "You just need to prepare the proposal. Wait until the next triennial representative conference opens next year."

"Alright, I'll get it ready." Zhou Andong nodded: "Man Laoyezi, what do you think of the current police uniforms?"

Old Man Gu blinked: "How so? Do you have an opinion?"

Zhou Andong smiled: "Indeed, I have a somewhat immature idea."

"Oh?" Old Man Gu perked up: "Go on, what's your idea?"

"The current police uniforms are too similar to military attire, and with the deepening of reform and opening up..." Zhou Andong repeated his argument to Old Man Gu: "To align with international standards, I commissioned a professional designer to create a new police uniform. Once it's made, I'll bring it over for you to see."

"What you say makes sense, but changing police uniforms isn't a trivial matter—I can't decide that alone." Old Man Gu immediately grasped Zhou Andong's intent, pondering before saying: "If your designed uniform is more reasonable, aesthetically pleasing, and comfortable than the current one, I can advocate for it."

Zhou Andong wanted exactly that: "Man Laoyezi, once the uniform is ready, I'll bring it over for you to take a look first."

"Good!" Old Man Gu readily agreed, looking utterly delighted: "When will the ten billion US dollars you donated to national scientific research arrive?"

Zhou Andong said, puzzled: "Has someone come to see you about this?"

"Andong!" Elder Brother Gu Xun said: "Man Laoyezi once worked at the Chinese Academy of Sciences, and now its leadership are all his former subordinates. They learned of your relationship with Qiuqiu, so they came to him."

Old Man Gu said: "Don't blame them for being anxious—they truly have no funds left; many important research projects have had to be shelved."

Saying this, Old Man Gu sighed: "They're practically saying they'll wait for your donation to buy rice and cook it."

Zhou Andong thought for a moment and said: "The funds I invested in Japan this time are substantial, and the follow-up processing will take a long time. However, I can call Qiudongfang to have them transfer five million US dollars over first to buy rice and cook it."

Old Man Gu felt relieved but said: "Andong, we can wait here—after all, we've already waited many years, so an extra three or five months won't matter, as long as it doesn't disrupt your company's operations."

"No disruption!" Zhou Andong said, then acted: he rose, walked to the TV cabinet, picked up the phone beside it, and said: "Man Laoyezi, can I call Xiangjiang on this phone?"

Old Man Gu nodded: "Yes!"

Zhou Andong called Yuan Wanqi in front of everyone in the Gu family, asking her to transfer five million US dollars to the foreign exchange administration account of the Ministry of Finance within three days. In fact, the money invested in Japan's financial markets had mostly been withdrawn, but he had redirected it all into positioning in the Mexican peso.

After all, this Mexican financial crisis could bring him several times, even over ten times, the return. At this moment, let alone ten billion US dollars, even a hundred dollars would be invested by him.

However, this was his first meeting with his grandfather since they met, and someone had come to see the old man here—even if he was unwilling, he had to produce this fifty million. There was no help for it; earning less is just earning less, but the old man's face must be given.

Zhou Andong hung up the phone, walked back, and said: "Man Laoyezi, the money will arrive within three days, but I'll say this upfront: this money is for scientific research, and no matter who or for what reason, it cannot be diverted.

Moreover, I will establish a temporary supervisory department to oversee this funds, and any applicant must undergo strict review. Furthermore, disbursement requires signatures from the supervisory leadership of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, the project leaders of the research institutes, and the supervisory department I set up—all three parties must sign before funds can be claimed."

Zhou Andong certainly didn't want his hard-earned money to fatten those parasites, letting them spend his money on wine, women, and keeping mistresses.

Old Man Gu naturally knew what kind of people those below were, and without hesitation agreed: "No problem—I'll notify the Ministry of Finance tomorrow that this money must not be misused."

"Man Laoyezi, great-uncle, great-aunt, second-uncle, second-aunt..." Zhou Andong glanced at the time: "I still have to go to work, so I'll leave first—I'll come back tonight."

"Go ahead!" Old Man Gu stood up and said: "Work comes first—come back tonight and we'll talk more."

Gu Bing also stood up and said: "I'm leaving too."

Zhou Andong and Gu Bing stepped toward the door; Old Man Gu didn't see them off, but the uncles, aunts, and brothers-in-law and sisters-in-law did, and only after he got into the car and drove out of the courtyard did they turn and go back inside.

Wool factory!

Early that morning, Kong Weimin and Mu Gaoyu arrived at the factory department, waiting until past ten o'clock before Zhou Andong and Gu Bing arrived.

"Factory director, party secretary!"

Kong Weimin and Mu Gaoyu were smoking in the hallway when they saw Zhou Andong and Gu Bing arrive; they hastily stubbed out their half-smoked cigarettes, put them in their pockets, and then greeted them.

"Come with me to the office—I want to show you something." Zhou Andong quickly entered the office, and Gu Bing followed.

Zhou Andong came to the back of the desk, opened the drawer, took out the police uniform design draft, and placed it on the desk: "Mu Gaoyu, take a look at this."

Mu Gaoyu glanced at it and immediately recognized it as a clothing design draft, but upon holding it, he realized it was completely different from what he had imagined—it looked like a police uniform, and moreover, completely unlike the current one.

How so? The current police uniforms resemble military attire and aren't particularly attractive. But the design draft the factory director gave him was very beautiful and fully embodied the dignity of a police uniform.

"Factory director, this is..."

"Exactly!" Zhou Andong nodded: "This is the new police uniform I commissioned someone to design. I'll now call the director of the factory's cultural troupe to send over a few dance performers for you to measure. We'll make these uniforms according to their measurements."