Chapter 2780

Pa pa pa...

The discussion was nearly over when Zhou Qianyi knocked and entered: "Brother!"

"Come on, come on!" Zhou Andong waved at Zhou Qianyi: "Let me introduce you to two friends."

Shen Mingsheng knew Zhou Andong had two younger sisters and had even met the fourth brother, but he had never met Zhou Anqin, so he assumed Zhou Qianyi was Xiaoqin.

"Director Zhou, this must be your younger sister Xiaoqin, right? Indeed, as the rumors say, she has an outstanding demeanor and is beautiful."

Zhou Andong smiled and said: "This is my cousin Zhou Qianyi, from my paternal great-grandfather's line. You know Wanwan's Jinwan Group, right? That was founded single-handedly by my great-grandfather."

"Sorry!" Shen Mingsheng stood up to apologize: "Miss Zhou, I'm truly sorry."

"It's fine!" Zhou Qianyi looked at the empty teacups in front of everyone, picked up the teapot, and was about to pour tea for Shen Mingsheng.

Shen Mingsheng quickly said: "Miss Zhou, I'll do it myself."

Never mind that Zhou Qianyi is Zhou Andong's younger sister—just the four characters "Jinwan Group" alone, he couldn't ignore.

Zhou Qianyi smiled and said: "Although this is my brother's turf, I am her younger sister, so I also count as half a host. It's proper for the host to pour tea for guests, so don't stand on ceremony."

"Manager Shen, just don't stand on ceremony—hurry up and sit down." Zhou Andong finished speaking before introducing Zhou Qianyi: "Qianyi, this is Shen Mingsheng, boss of Shen Mingsheng Import-Export Trading Company. And this is Shen Mingsheng's deputy general manager, Quan Hui."

Zhou Qianyi shook hands with both separately: "Manager Shen, Manager Quan, hello."

Quan Xin stared at Zhou Qianyi's eyes, dazed, and before Zhou Andong could finish introducing, this guy sprang to his feet with a pig-brother grin, extending his hand: "Miss Zhou, hello, I'm Quan Xin, a director at Zhongbao."

Zhou Qianyi shook hands with Quan Xin again, politely saying: "Director Quan, hello."

"Manager Shen is the retail partner I found for you, and also my business partner." Zhou Andong lifted his teacup and took a light sip: "This afternoon, go find Xiaoqin and have her handle company registration. You and Manager Shen go to Qiong Province to receive that batch of cars. Among them are over ten supercars—have Qiong Province handle the paperwork for those ten-plus supercars first, then arrange for all the vehicles to be shipped back."

Zhou Qianyi asked: "Aren't those ten-plus supercars for sale?"

"No!" Zhou Andong nodded: "After shipping them back, they'll all get Jing plates, and then I'll give them away as gifts."

Shen Mingsheng pondered: "The road from Qiong Province to Jingcheng isn't exactly peaceful. Shipping over ten supercars requires hiring more escorts; otherwise, problems are likely."

"Simple!" Zhou Andong said: "Qianyi, contact Jingcheng's Jin Dun Security—twenty or so people will be enough. Have them drive, depart tonight for Qiong Province, and regroup when you arrive."

"Got it!" Zhou Qianyi replied, then her eyes lit up: "Brother, who are you giving those ten-plus supercars to? Can you leave one for me?"

Zhou Andong laughed—what girl doesn't like supercars? Zhou Qianyi definitely has one at her Wanwan home, though arranging shipment is troublesome, and buying domestically requires pre-ordering, with high tariffs, especially waiting half a year or even a year, so Zhou Qianyi hasn't bought one.

"Fine, I'll give you one." Zhou Andong readily agreed—originally, those ten-plus supercars were meant for family members, so Zhou Qianyi asking for one, how could he refuse? Besides, someone needs to first teach Xiaoqin to drive; as for the license, just give it to Zhang Zuo that idiot—he'll get it in a few days.

Pa pa pa...

The office door was knocked, and Zhou Andong shouted: "Come in!"

Dong Tang Wenjuan pushed the door open and entered: "Factory manager, a Mr. Jian Mingfan wants to see you, saying he's your brother-in-law."

Zhou Andong was quite puzzled—how did this kid run to the factory to find him? Could it be something important?

"Let him in!"

"Got it!" Dong Tang Wenjuan stepped out, and immediately Jian Mingfan entered. This kid's eyes darted around, and as soon as he came in, he glanced everywhere: "Brother-in-law, there are guests, you keep talking—I'll just pretend I don't exist."

Shen Mingsheng stood up with a smile: "Since Director Zhou still has business, we'll leave first. Once we reach Qiong Province, I'll call you again."

"Alright!" Zhou Andong saw Shen Mingsheng and Quan Hui out of the office.

"Director Zhou, you're busy—no need to see us out." Quan Hui shook Zhou Andong's hand: "By the way, Director Zhou, next month Jingcheng will uniformly replace license plates. Do you have a preferred number? I can help you arrange it."

Zhou Andong still had some understanding about replacing license plates. It was because Jing A8 plates later skyrocketed in price—one cost six or seven hundred thousand—so he had specifically looked into it.

Originally, the Jing A80, 81, 82 number ranges were reserved for Zhongbang, Guoguan, Zhongjing, and Shiwei use. Of course, these were ordinary official vehicles for these agencies; leadership official cars used military plates.

But later, some leadership vehicles also got these plates, and then many leadership original vehicles aged out, and they didn't want to return their Jing A8 numbers, so they greeted the vehicle management office to issue new plates with the original numbers for continued use. Thus, Jing A8-starting plates became highly sought after, rising in value with every speculation.

More importantly, Jing A plates were only issued for two years, stopping in 1996. Even after implementing the lottery policy, the number pool had no Jing A range. So even ordinary Jing A plates are worth far more than Jing B, C, etc.

Zhou Andong's heart stirred: "Can any number be obtained?"

Quan Hui laughed: "As long as you need it, I absolutely won't have a problem."

Since Quan Hui said that, Zhou Andong naturally wouldn't stand on ceremony: "I want leopard numbers 0–9, sequential tail numbers 1–9, and straight numbers like 12345, 23456."

Quan Hui opened his mouth, then gave a wry smile: "Am I being hoist by my own petard here? I've taken all these—I'll offend quite a few people."

"How would that offend people?" Zhou Andong exclaimed in surprise: "As long as we pay enough, the traffic bureau will naturally take the blame for offending people, and I, Zhou Andong, am never short of money."

"Director Zhou really is rich and imposing." Quan Hui blinked, then puffed out a laugh: "Want me to get you a few Jing A8-starting plates?"

Zhou Andong asked knowingly: "Is there something special about Jing A8?"

Quan Hui said: "According to my information, Jing A8-starting plates are reserved for certain government units."

"No need!" Zhou Andong waved his hand: "These plates are enough—if we still occupy government units' plates, we'll truly incur resentment."

Quan Hui laughed: "Alright, these two days just send me the vehicle information for the plate replacement, I'll personally go to the traffic management bureau to handle the procedures, then bring the plates to you—you can just replace them yourself."

Shen Mingsheng and Quan Hui left, and Quan Xin lingered, gazing at Zhou Qianyi, then trudged after Shen Mingsheng: "Brother-in-law, I'll go with you to Qiong Province to keep you company."

"Are you keeping brother-in-law company?" Quan Hui glanced at Quan Xin with a half-smile: "Is the old drunkard's intention not in the tavern?"

Shen Mingsheng also laughed: "If you really can marry Zhou Qianyi home, I'll agree to one condition."

Quan Hui pursed her lips, disdainful: "You think Miss Zhou is blind, would look at him?"

"Second sister!" Quan Xin flared with anger: "No matter what, I'm also a director at Zhongbao—established career, outstanding talent—how could you not look at me?"

"You, outstanding talent?" Quan Hui snorted: "If it weren't for brother-in-law going to find Zhou Andong to talk, you'd still be dreaming of being a director at Zhongbao."

"Quan Hui!" Quan Xin bared his teeth and claws: "Do you believe me or not—I'm going right now to tell Zhou Andong you printed his poster on your pajamas?"

Hearing Quan Xin's words, Shen Mingsheng also froze: "Xiaohui, is what Quan Xin said true?"

"Really, bullshit!" Quan Hui's face instantly reddened, utterly disregarding her own quality: "Quan Xin, when did I print his poster on my pajamas? You're spouting nonsense—look, I won't tear your mouth to shreds."

Quan Xin saw Quan Hui really angry, took off running: "Brother-in-law, I'm telling the truth—if you don't believe me, go ask my elder sister at home."

"Quan Hui!" Quan Hui's teeth gritted with a grating sound, since she hadn't even left the factory yet, she could only swallow this anger, wait until she gets home to deal with Quan Xin this bastard.

Zhou Andong's office—he sat behind his desk, took out a cigarette, lit one, then sized up Jian Mingfan: "Why didn't you go to school today?"

Jian Mingfan grinned: "No class today."

Zhou Andong said expressionlessly: "To tell the truth."

Jian Mianfan smacked his lips: "There is class, but I took a leave of absence."

Zhou Andong narrowed his eyes: "Really?"

Jian Mianfan felt his scalp go numb under Zhou Andong's gaze, raised both hands and said: "Okay, okay, okay, I admit I skipped class."

Zhou Andong snorted: "Speak, what do you want from me?"

Jian Mianfan immediately perked up, jumped to his feet, sat on the desk, then gripped the desk with both hands, leaned his upper body forward and said: "Brother-in-law, these past few days, every day I have to go home to accompany Yu Miao, take her out to play. Last night, this girl finally told me her background."

Zhou Andong sat up straight: "Go on."

Jian Mianfan grinned, reached out to pick up the cigarette box, furtively glanced at Zhou Andong's expression, saw no change, then put his mind at ease, skillfully lit one, and took a satisfying puff.

"Yu Miao told me she doesn't remember her surname or given name, only that she was put in a burlap sack and then thrown into a warehouse, where there were many children.

She stayed in the warehouse for a very long time, every day she was beaten, scolded, and not fed enough. One day she fell seriously ill, and was then put in a burlap sack and thrown onto a patch of graveyard.

It was her grandfather who found her, cured her illness. Then she lived with her grandfather, depending on each other, until last July, when her grandfather died, she had nowhere to go and began to wander and beg for food."

Zhou Andong frowned: "Just that?"

"Just that, otherwise I wouldn't have come to you." Jian Mianfan lowered his voice: "Yu Miao said, her grandfather told her before he died, when she grows up, if one day she can't go on living, she should dig up the grave, and beneath the coffin there is something that can save her life."