Chapter 290

Zhou Andong said, "This Xiangjiang businessman is in finance. His reputation isn't prominent, but there's no need to doubt his strength. Taking out hundreds of millions of US dollars to invest in domestic industry is no problem at all."

Deng Zhangli's eyes lit up, and he suppressed his inner excitement and asked: "It's US dollars, not Xiangjiang dollars?"

Zhou Andong nodded: "Yes, but because of the exchange rate issue, the funds will be transferred into the country in installments."

Now the official exchange rate is high, while the black market exchange rate is eleven or twelve yuan. Zhou Andong wouldn't be stupid enough to transfer US dollars into the country.

However, by 1994, the RMB depreciated significantly, and the exchange rate to the US dollar reached over eight yuan, which was considered normal. By then, it wouldn't matter.

"I understand!"

Deng Zhangli nodded. As long as this Xiangjiang businessman really has the strength and can take out money to invest, other things are not issues.

"This problem isn't big. Tonight I'll go find the Secretary to discuss it and see how to execute it."

Zhou Andong said, "Because this Xiangjiang businessman's funds are all in the financial market, he has to wait until after the New Year to withdraw the funds."

Deng Zhangli suddenly asked: "How did you get to know this Xiangjiang businessman?"

Zhou Andong said very calmly: "A college classmate of mine. That kid had good luck; he had a very wealthy relative in Xiangjiang. He didn't even want his graduation certificate and just ran to Xiangjiang to rely on his relative."

Deng Zhangli asked: "The relative your classmate relied on is this Xiangjiang businessman?"

"Yes!" Zhou Andong said: "The two of us are very close. After he arrived in Xiangjiang, he wrote me a letter..."

In this day and age, there are many such things, so Deng Zhangli didn't have any doubts and sighed with emotion: "You kid really has good luck to have such a classmate."

Zhou Andong couldn't help but smile and say: "Leader, it should be said that I have such a classmate, it's our Jiangzhou that has good luck."

Deng Zhangli was stunned, then laughed out loud: "Yes, yes, yes, what you said makes sense."

Zhou Andong said: "You are busy with ten thousand things every day, so I won't disturb you."

"Let's go together!" Deng Zhangli asked: "How is the preparation for your group company going?"

Zhou Andong said: "Du Chun is responsible for preparing this matter."

Deng Zhangli nodded: "Hurry up. By the end of the year at the latest, everything will be landed. Next spring, you must have actions."

Zhou Andong said: "As long as the municipal documents come down, I have no problem here."

The two walked out while chatting. The secretary was already waiting outside. Seeing them come out, he followed silently behind.

After leaving the office building, Zhou Andong greeted Deng Zhangli and got into his own Santana.

Returning to the winery, just as he arrived at the office, Gu Bing pushed the door and entered, his face full of excitement.

Zhou Andong asked suspiciously: "What's up, so happy?"

Gu Bing said: "Zhou Jianlong's appeal was rejected, and the original verdict was upheld."

Zhou Andong raised an eyebrow: "So fast?"

Gu Bing said with a smile: "With such a big impact, of course it's fast."

Zhou Andong said: "He didn't file a petition?"

Gu Bing shook his head: "Old Dai called you, but you weren't there, so he called me. I didn't ask about this."

Zhou Andong grabbed the phone and called Dai Hongwei: "Leader, this is Zhou Andong."

Dai Hongwei's voice came through the receiver: "You know?"

"I know!" Zhou Andong asked: "Zhao Jianlong didn't file a petition?"

Dai Hongwei said: "He knows in his heart that a petition is useless, and it would only mean living a few more days, so he gave up."

Zhou Andong asked: "When will it be executed?"

Dai Hongwei said: "It'll be these days. After the High Court approves it, it will be executed."

Zhou Andong thought for a moment: "Say hello to the detention center; I want to go see him."

Dai Hongwei asked: "Why are you going to see him?"

Zhou Andong said: "No matter what, Zhao Jianlong and I can be considered old friends. I'm going to Hefei tomorrow, and I can't see him off on the day he hits the road, so I have to say goodbye to him no matter what."

Dai Hongwei always felt that this kid Zhou Andong had bad intentions hidden in his stomach, but he still agreed.

"Go ahead, I'll call the detention center right now."

Zhou Andong gently put down the phone, a smile appearing on his face: "I'm going to the detention center, are you going?"

Gu Bing shook his head: "Not going, that place is too unlucky. Besides, I have no grudges against Zhao Jianlong, why should I go and get involved with you? What if he dies and his ghost haunts me? How unlucky would that be."

"Get lost!" Zhou Andong cursed, left the office, got in the car, and headed straight for the detention center.

It had only been about twenty days since the first-instance verdict, and Zhao Jianlong was so haggard that his face had changed shape, his body was extremely thin, his face was full of stubble, and his hair had grown a lot.

Yesterday afternoon, he received the notice that his appeal was rejected. His wife wanted to file a petition, but he gave up. Because he knew very well that even without the black society case, he still had to offer his head for the fake liquor case.

Tong Huaiyu had a deep background, and Zhou Anbin had Zhou Andong supporting him, so he was the only one who could offer his head for the fake liquor case, and he was heavy enough.

But just thinking of Zhou Andong made his eyes red, because he had today because of Zhou Andong's planning behind the scenes, step by step, tightening the noose around his neck.

Even now, he could still recall the words Zhou Andong said to trick him into betraying Tong Huaiyu. If he hadn't believed Zhou Andong at the time and hadn't betrayed Tong Huaiyu, maybe the ending today would be different.

"Zhou Andong!" Zhao Jianlong glared with terrifying eyes and muttered: "If there really are ghosts in this world, I will definitely become a fierce ghost and come to claim your life. You just wait."

Death is not terrible; what is terrible is waiting for death.

He stared with wide eyes all night, thinking that he was about to die. Loneliness, fear, and despair were intertwined in his heart, especially in the darkness, which almost made him collapse...

Clatter, the iron door of the cell was opened, and a prison guard said: "Zhao Jianlong, come out!"

Zhao Jianlong was so scared that he collapsed there, his face pale and terrifying: "Wh... what's the matter?"

"Someone wants to see you."

The prison guard's tone was very gentle, not as stiff as imagined. It was probably because Zhao Jianlong was about to be executed.

Zhao Jianlong heard this and realized it wasn't the execution order, so he regained a little strength.

He crawled off the bed and put on his shoes: "Who wants to see me?"

"You'll know in a while." The prison guard said softly, "Slow down, let's go."

Zhao Jianlong dragged his shackles, clattering as he walked in front, with the prison guard following behind.

Arriving at the meeting room, Zhao Jianlong saw it was Zhou Andong and glared with blood-red eyes, as if he wanted to eat someone.

"Zhou Andong, I won't let you go even as a ghost."