Chapter 2727: Tong Huaianyu's Swollen Face

"Good, very good!"

Tong Huaianyu coldly swept his gaze over Zhou Andong, Yao Jinghuai, and Zhang Zhengua, finally landing on Jian Qiu's face; a trace of indescribably complex expression appeared on his iron-blue face, and then he turned and walked away.

Because he had no choice; if he forcibly took Zhao Guodong away today, Zhou Andong would certainly not stop him, but he would surely spread the word everywhere, putting a chamber pot on the Tong family's head, maliciously smearing the Tong family, accusing them of being above the law and acting tyrannically.

Given Zhou Andong's current status, position, and reputation, most ordinary people would believe what he says. What worries him even more is that Zhou Andong's influence among students is too great, with many students regarding him as an idol.

Once Zhou Andong speaks ill of the Tong family, it will certainly cause great negative impact among the student body. After all, students represent the future and the elite class.

When these students go on to take up various positions and gain certain status, what kind of obstacle they will pose to the Tong family's development, he does not know and dares not gamble on.

Tong Huaianyu left; although he walked out with his back straight and steps steady, his face was swollen. Yao Jinghuai saw it, Zhang Zhengua saw it, Zhao Guodong and the second- and third-generation heirs who came with Tong Huaianyu also saw it.

Therefore, without waiting until tonight, everything that happened here will spread within a certain circle. Zhou Andong's fame will grow even louder; as long as there is no grudge, no one will dare to come to Zhou Andong's doorstep to invite misfortune.

A few second- and third-generation heirs, before getting into the car, unconsciously turned back to glance at Zhou Andong. Their eyes flickered, and a trace of inscrutable expression appeared on their faces.

"Finally, peace and quiet!" Jian Qiu said with a smile, then turned to Yao Jinghuai: "Yao Secretary, I just said in your office that we'd meet later, and you didn't believe me. Look, we've met again so soon."

Zhang Zhengua had never met Jian Qiu before, but at his level, some things are still understandable. Moreover, Jian Qiu stood beside Zhou Andong, so he didn't need to ask to know who she was.

Zhang Zhengua's eyes unconsciously darted toward Yao Jinghuai: "What's going on? Did this young lady just come looking for you?" Immediately after, he thought it over and understood.

"Damn it!" Zhang Zhengua cursed fiercely in his heart: "Yao Jinghuai, you son of a bitch, you're not doing proper human things. People came to you to settle matters, yet you actually pushed them away."

Now it's fine, huh? With central leadership stepping in, if you get punished, I'll have to eat the melon rind too. This really is: sitting in the office, disaster falls from the sky. Though he felt resentful, he couldn't help it—this was a stupid move by his boss, and he could only suffer in silence.

At this moment, Secretary Mu got out of the car, quickly walked over, and from afar extended his hand: "Director Zhou, the leadership sent me to pick you up for the meeting."

"Secretary Mu, why did you come in person?" Zhou Andong politely shook hands with Secretary Mu: "If there's anything, just have someone below notify me."

Secretary Mu said with a smile: "Usually I can't find a chance to contact and communicate with you; now that I have this opportunity, how could I be so foolish as to let someone else take it?"

Zhou Andong sighed inwardly: "Those who can be a leader's secretary are no ordinary people." Whether sincere or not, hearing those words made one feel comforted.

"Secretary Mu, you're overestimating me." Zhou Andong laughed along: "From now on, if there's anything, just call me directly. If I can do it, I will never refuse."

Zhou Andong spoke those words very openly, but upon reflection, this brat was just firing off empty shots. As the secretary of a central bigwig, if there were truly something he couldn't handle, could Zhou Andong possibly handle it?

Secretary Mu also felt a wave of emotion inside: "The legendary Zhou Da Pao, turns out his words can also make people feel this comfortable."

"Director Zhou!" Secretary Mu glanced at the time: "Let Comrade Yao Jinghuai handle things here; we should hurry to the venue."

Zhou Andong also didn't haggle or make things difficult for Yao Jinghuai. Although this old guy isn't a good bird either, today's matter truly has nothing to do with him, and there's no need to forge enmity over this.

Besides, the symposium—big shots have come forward to help you resolve it, even sending the secretary personally; if you still don't take the slope down, then you're really being ungrateful.

"Good!" Zhou Andong looked at Jian Qiu: "Wife, I'm going to the meeting."

"Go ahead!" Jian Qiu raised her hand, patted the non-existent dust on Zhou Andong's body: "Are you coming home tonight?"

Zhou Andong nodded and said: "Return, but I might be very late; don't wait for me."

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Jinwan Hotel!

The atmosphere at the symposium venue became somewhat strange, mainly because Zhou Andong didn't attend the meeting, and no one knew what happened. After all, such an important meeting with four bigwigs attending—without reason, Zhou Andong couldn't possibly be absent; something must have occurred.

Especially with the four bigwigs' unpleasant expressions, visible to everyone, it further confirmed their inner thoughts. Only, they didn't know what had happened to Zhou Andong.

As the clock struck eleven, with half an hour left, the morning session would end. Just unknown whether Zhou Andong could attend the afternoon session. If not, it would prove the incident was no small matter.

Sitting in the back, Ye Zhen frowned, her face full of worried expression. She didn't believe Zhou Andong would encounter major trouble, but since he missed such an important meeting, she couldn't help but let her mind run wild.

Just as Ye Zhen's mind was filled with thoughts about what had happened to Zhou Andong, the heavy doors of the venue opened, and Andong walked in lightly on tiptoe.

Ye Zhen sensed someone entering, turned her head, and saw it was Zhou Andong; the worried expression on her face instantly vanished like smoke, replaced by a barely perceptible tenderness.

Ye Zhen reflexively reached out to grab Zhou Andong, but the moment her fingers touched his sleeve, her mind instantly cleared, and she unconsciously pulled her hand back.

Zhou Andong felt his wrist touched, turned his head to glance at Ye Zhen, gave a faint smile, then gestured, telling her to speak after the meeting adjourned.

Ye Zhen understood, nodded lightly, smiled and gestured similarly, then waved her hand, urging Zhou Andong to hurry. Mainly because many people had noticed this side, she didn't want to draw too much attention.

At this moment, the four bigwigs also looked up and saw Zhou Andong; their expressions instantly turned from overcast to clear. One of them raised his hand and waved, signaling Zhou Andong to come over quickly.

Lian Xiangzhi, who had been gloating over misfortune, upon seeing Zhou Andong's arrival, showed a flash of disappointment in his eyes. His lips kept twitching, as if he were cursing someone, and doing so quite vulgarly.