Chapter 2875: You Say, Shocking or Not?

Qin Zhi let out a heh laugh: "You can't even understand it—where's the shock?"

Zhang Zuo closed the book, then slapped his palm hard: "This book has not a single Chinese character—it's all English. You tell me, shocking or not?"

"Pfft!" Qiao Mingjun, who was measuring, couldn't hold back first and laughed out loud, then quickly raised her hand and shook it, explaining somewhat incoherently: "Sorry, I'm not laughing at you—really, please believe me."

Ye Zhen smiled and came to Qiao Mingjun's rescue: "He just likes to joke. If you don't laugh, he'll think you look down on him."

Zhang Zuo was about to say something, but seeing Ye Zhen looking at him with a smiling, squinty expression, the words on his lips were swallowed again, and then he muttered something under his breath.

Soon, Qiao Mingjun finished measuring the sizes for Shi Mengjiao and Ye Zhen and recorded the contact information. Because Zhou Andong was present, no deposit was taken.

Bang bang bang...

Following came heavy knocking on the door. Shi Mengjiao eagerly ran over to open it. Immediately after, Wang Wentian entered carrying a black plastic bag, with Li Ling and two young men and women following behind him.

"Chairman, the money has been retrieved." Wang Wentian placed the money on the tea table, then turned and left the room.

Zhou Andong opened the plastic bag, looked inside, and saw exactly ten stacks of old man heads: "Young boss, you count them!"

Qiao Mingjun just glanced at it and said: "No need to count—I'm giving you two thousand."

"No need!" Zhou Andong waved his hand: "Just treat it as the deposit for their custom-made qipaos."

"Fine!" Qiao Mingjun also wasn't polite: "You try on the dress and the Zhongshan suit."

Zhou Andong shook his head: "No need. I trust your craftsmanship—there definitely won't be any problems."

"Thank you, Chairman Zhou, for your trust." Qiao Mingjun smiled: "You're busy—I'll head back first. If anything comes up, contact us by phone."

"Alright!" Zhou Andong, along with Qiu Qiu, Ye Zhen, and Shi Mengjiao, saw Qiao Mingjun out of the room.

After Qiao Mingjun left, Zhou Andong closed the door, smiling and said: "Ninety-eight thousand—I thought that was just the price for the xiapei, but I didn't expect it to include the qipao and my two outfits. Looking at it this way, it's not expensive at all."

"Indeed!" Ye Zhen nodded, stroking the qipao on her body, and echoed: "Every stitch and thread embodies the wisdom and craftsmanship of our ancestors. Over ten thousand yuan is truly not expensive.

Look at those so-called luxury brands abroad—industrial products, assembly-line goods, yet they sell for thousands or even tens of thousands of dollars. But compared to our traditional Chinese attire, it's utter nonsense."

"There's nothing we can do—who let us fall behind?" Zhou Andong sighed: "Only when we ourselves become truly strong can we firmly stand tall as the backbone of the nation, letting the Eastern wisdom settle in the passage of time radiate the boundless light it deserves."

Ye Zhen looked at Zhou Andong, a strange light flashing in her eyes before vanishing: "I don't know when we'll finally become truly strong."

"The road is long and obstructed, but if we keep moving, we will arrive." Zhou Andong picked up the teacup on the tea table and took a sip of tea that had long gone cold: "Every step our generation struggles forward, every effort we make with our hands, is adding bricks and tiles to the revival of our Chinese nation.

One day, when the whole world turns its gaze eastward, what they see will not only be a continuously strengthening nation, but also a cultural image carrying the warmth of thousands of years of civilization—composed, confident, inclusive..."

Zhou Andong's words stirred the blood of everyone present, even the man and woman who came with Li Ling. This was their first time seeing the chairman, and also the first time hearing him speak in person—truly more moving than reading news or newspapers.

Zhou Andong picked up the cigarette box on the tea table again, took out a cigarette, lit it, and then looked toward Li Ling: "How's the financial audit team I asked you to prepare?"

Li Ling said: "Already formed. The team has fifteen members, led by Professor Li Guizhi from the School of Accounting at South China University of Technology, who is also our subsidiary's chief financial advisor."

"Excellent!" Zhou Andong looked at the man and woman: "Are they the company's financial staff?"

"Yes!" Li Ling smiled: "They're all graduates of the Accounting program at South China University of Technology, introduced by Professor Li Guizhi."