Chapter 2873

The Mercedes-Benz slowly drove out of the First Courtyard, Zhou Andong watched the scenery outside continuously moving backward, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his face.

If it were an ordinary province's class monitor, wanting to completely suppress a full-time deputy secretary would still be somewhat difficult, especially one with a background, deeply rooted locally as a full-time deputy secretary.

Unless they completely tore face and disregarded all consequences, but this is impossible for a true politician, because without interests, balance cannot be sought.

However, the situation here is different. After the reform and opening-up, one must be one level higher than other places, and Lu Qing naturally is also one level higher.

This is also why, Jian Zhengxue, this upright Liaobanzhang, can only serve as deputy class monitor here. Moreover, Jian Zhengguo, originally he would have been directly transferred here in two years to preside over work, but was pressed down by the old master, thus also suppressing his chance to climb the ladder.

Of course, two years later, whether Jian Zhengxue can smoothly take over is not certain. Two years, too many variables, mainly depending on whether Jian Zhengxue can produce outstanding political achievements.

So, after Jian Zhengguo initially flew into a rage, sought the old master several times to no avail, he also calmed down. After all, there are still two years; this two-year period is not long, but many things can be done, and it is not without opportunity.

Zhou Andong pondered the matter in his mind, the smile on his face becoming increasingly radiant. As long as Lu Qing is willing, slightly pressing his hand downward, Wu Xingshu, this third secretary, will have to bow his head.

"Chairman!" Wang Wentian asked: "Are we returning to the hotel?"

"Yes!" Zhou Andong nodded and said: "Return to the hotel, make a phone call in the morning, let Shangyi Zhuang send over the formal attire, it should arrive."

When Zhou Andong returned to the hotel and entered the room, Qiuqiu, with the help of that young lady from Shangyi Zhuang, put on the xiapei, Zhou Andong stood there, his eyes glazed over.

Zhou Andong does not understand fabrics, but Qiuqiu's xiapei at first glance is clearly a fine thing. The true red satin surface emits a warm pearl luster, not a garish floating red hue, and under the light streaming through the window, it flows out varying shades of red rhythm. From the cinnabar red at the collar gradually transitioning to the pomegranate red at the hem, the layers are soft yet full.

Moreover, the cut, after modern design, retains the traditional xiapei's broad and majestic grandeur, while doing a slight waist tuck, perfectly accentuating Qiuqiu's figure curves, without a trace of bulkiness or drag.

Qiuqiu stepped on embroidered shoes, walked slowly toward Zhou Andong, posture upright, hands clasped in an empty-fist salute, right hand pressing on left hand, head bowed, body bent, knees lowered, gaze downcast.

"Husband, ten thousand blessings!"

Zhou Andong laughed, raising his hands to support Qiuqiu's arms: "Wife, don't be so polite."

Qiuqiu followed with a smile, slowly spreading her arms: "Beautiful?"

"How could it be merely beautiful!" Zhou Andong praised without reservation: "Turning around in this attire, my wife is absolutely the most beautiful bride in this world, without equal."

Qiuqiu was very satisfied with Zhou Andong's answer: "Originally I wanted to hold a Western-style wedding, wear a sworn sister's wedding dress. But you insisted on a Chinese-style wedding, so I agreed. But I never imagined, wearing the crown xiapei, it would be this magnificent and splendid; what damned wedding dress, compared to what our ancestors left behind, is worlds apart."

"How could a wedding dress possibly compare to the xiapei." The young lady from Shangyi Zhuang chuckled, then began to introduce: "Miss Jian, let me introduce it to you. The garment is covered all over with Suzhou embroidery auspicious patterns, woven with gold-twisted thread and crimson velvet thread.

The front features the main pattern of dragon and phoenix presenting auspiciousness, the golden dragon coiling among auspicious clouds, the golden phoenix's tail feathers following the garment's curve to spread out as the skirt hem. Every dragon scale, every phoenix feather is root-root clear; when you stroke it with your hand, you can feel the fine mechanism of stacked embroidery threads.

The shawl portion of the xiapei adopts layered soft satin craftsmanship, the edge embroidered with a circle of twining peonies, the peony petals embroidered with the shading needle technique. From the heart's light pink naturally transitioning to the petals' deep red. The tassels hanging from the xiapei's edge, all made of pearl strings..."

Listening to the young lady's detailed introduction, Zhou Andong and Qiuqiu kept nodding. After the young lady finished introducing, Zhou Andong asked: "How much?"

The young lady said: "Ninety-eight thousand!"

Zhou Andong smirked, but thinking it over, it's normal. This is Suzhou embroidery masterpiece cut stitch by stitch, embroidered needle by needle, and moreover requires half a year to complete.

Not mentioning the fabric and the merchant's profit, just saying this craftsmanship fee alone is worth how much money. Moreover, such fabric, such craftsmanship, in any dynasty would not be cheap. Furthermore, if this garment is well preserved, it might even appreciate in value later.

"Good!" Zhou Andong walked to the sofa, picked up Qiuqiu's bag, found a bank card inside, turned and left the room, then handed it to Wang Wentian, who was standing outside smoking.

"Go to the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China to withdraw one hundred thousand; if you cannot withdraw that much, then go to a few more banks."

Wang Wentian took the bank card: "Is the password still the same?"

"Yes!" Zhou Andong nodded slightly, turned back to the room: "Boss, I still don't know your name even now."

The young lady laughed and said: "My name is Qiao Mingjun, I'm not the boss."

"You are the little boss!" Qiuqiu came to the sofa: "Help me take off the clothes, try on the cheongsam."

Soon, Qiuqiu took off the xiapei and changed into the cheongsam, then put on high heels, immediately showcasing Qiuqiu's perfect figure to the fullest.

Zhou Andong sighed: "Wife, with my talent, I don't even know how to describe your beauty."

"Go!" Qiuqiu lightly tapped Zhou Andong, but the arrogance in her eyes could not be concealed no matter what: "Indeed quite good."

Qiao Mingjun began introducing again, because this cheongsam is also not cheap: "The cheongsam's fabric is woven through multiple processes into heavyweight true silk satin, naturally possessing a soft yet not glaring pearl luster.

When touched, it feels as smooth as flowing water, the drape just right, neither too light and thin to appear casual, nor will the heavy fabric restrict walking posture.

The cheongsam's base color selected is a low-saturation cinnabar honey blend, not a straight-forward intense true red, but blended with warm-toned off-white to become a lustrous red hue. Because Miss Jian's skin is white and delicate, this color can better set off her skin's luminous transparency..."

"Ding ling..."

Just as Qiao Mingjun was giving a detailed introduction, the phone on the sofa cabinet rang, Zhou Andong quickly walked over, picked up the phone, before he could even speak, Zhang Yufeng's voice came from the receiver.

"Chairman Zhou, everything is going smoothly on my end, have you arranged things on your side?"

"I know, wait for my news."

"Pa pa pa..."

Zhou Andong had just hung up the phone, the room door was knocked again, no need to guess, it's probably Ye Zhen. As for Tang Lin and Zhang Zuo, it's only noon twelve o'clock, I estimate they won't get up.

Zhou Andong walked over to open the door, he guessed half right, the person standing outside was indeed Ye Zhen, but Tang Lin and Zhang Zuo were actually there as well. Moreover, not just them, Zhao Liangping and Qin Zhi the couple also came.