Chapter 371: Are You the Reinforcements Sent by the Monkey?

Cheng Zhanjun swept away the exhaustion from his body: "What is the trump card?"

Zhou Andong said, "The urban complex project."

Cheng Zhanjun understood immediately: "Yuxi Real Estate?"

"Right!" Zhou Andong said, "To shut our mouths and show fairness, they will definitely conduct a so-called auction. We have two choices. One is to light a fire in Gong Jimin's backyard, notifying the province that there is a foreign enterprise, Qiu Dongfang, that wants to acquire Yuxi Real Estate.

If Gong Jimin doesn't compromise, there will definitely be people targeting this matter to fire cannons at him. But whether we can win in the end is hard to say. After all, even Qin Hui had two friends; Gong Jimin has many opponents, but it's impossible for him to have no helpers.

There is another point: if we win, there will still be hidden dangers. It is inevitable that one day, someone will again use the pretext of the loss of state-owned assets to make a big deal out of you."

"Make a big deal out of me?" Cheng Zhanjun said, "Then tell me, in this matter, what handle do I have that could let people make a big deal out of it?"

Zhou Andong said, "If we win, the province will decide to sell Yuxi Real Estate directly, but the person signing the contract will still have to be you."

Cheng Zhanjun laughed heartily: "Then let Deng Zhangli sign the contract. If someone looks for trouble in the future, let them go find him; it has nothing to do with me."

Zhou Andong also laughed: "That's a good idea."

Cheng Zhanjun asked, "What about the second choice?"

Zhou Andong said, "The second choice is to participate in the auction, but this uncertainty is greater; this thing is very easy to manipulate behind the scenes. But if we take it down, there will be no hidden dangers, once and for all."

Cheng Zhanjun pondered for a moment: "Make preparations for both. I will first report the matter of Qiu Dongfang acquiring Yuxi Real Estate to the province, light the fire, and let Gong Jimin feel the heat. Once they reach some kind of balance and we lose, then we will participate in the auction."

Zhou Andong asked, "Can you prevent them from manipulating it behind the scenes?"

Cheng Zhanjun said, "Yuxi Real Estate is a subsidiary of Jiangzhou Winery, a city-owned enterprise. If it is sold, it must be signed by the government; if it is auctioned, it naturally must be presided over by the municipal government."

Zhou Andong said with a smile, "Can you withstand the pressure?"

Cheng Zhanjun said, "Even if I can't withstand it, I have to. Otherwise, the tree we worked so hard to plant will be dug up by the roots by them, and in the end, we will have worked in vain and made wedding clothes for them."

Zhou Andong said, "Since you've said so, then let's play this hand of cards this way."

Cheng Zhanjun sighed and said, "Qin Changzhi is indeed Qin Changzhi; this hand is played very beautifully."

Zhou Andong sneered: "Let's leave it at that. Everyone is a bit tired today, so I won't disturb your rest, old man."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Andong took a shower, then got into bed and went to sleep.

The next day, negative reports targeting Zhou Andong were overwhelming. Several major print media in the province—the Daily, the Evening News, and the Youth Daily—as well as many newspapers in various cities, wrote articles one after another to criticize Zhou Andong.

"Ding-a-ling..."

Zhou Andong was awakened by the urgent ringing of the phone. He grabbed the phone by the bedside in a daze. Before he could even open his mouth, Cheng Zhanjun's voice came from the receiver.

"Still sleeping?"

Zhou Andong yawned and said weakly, "You old man are really diligent, calling me so early."

Cheng Zhanjun said, "It's almost ten o'clock, still early?"

Zhou Andong sat up, propped up the pillow, moved his butt backward, and then leaned against the pillow.

"Something up?" Zhou Andong picked up a cigarette and lit it.

Cheng Zhanjun said, "Your negative news is overwhelming, not just the media in the province, but even some media in other cities have participated. It can be said that you, Zhou Andong, are a heinous sinner, and you wouldn't be able to appease public anger without being shot."

"Heh!"

Zhou Andong laughed: "That serious?"

"You can still laugh?" Cheng Zhanjun said angrily, "Go buy a few newspapers and read them yourself."

Zhou Andong yawned again: "Not going, I'll just stay in the room today, so as not to go out and get beaten."

"You really have self-awareness." Cheng Zhanjun said helplessly, "At noon today, the municipal TV station's midday news will broadcast the recording of your speech, and the evening news will also broadcast it."

"Oh!" Zhou Andong said "Oh," and then took a puff of his cigarette.

"Oh?" Cheng Zhanjun said, "What does 'Oh' mean?"

Zhou Andong blinked: "Oh, it means I already know."

Cheng Zhanjun was silent for a moment: "If you were my son, I could beat you eighty times a day."

Zhou Andong smacked his lips: "Fortunately, you don't have a son, otherwise how miserable it would be to be your son."

"Doo-doo-doo..."

A busy signal came from the receiver. Zhou Andong put down the phone, feeling a bit baffled.

"Really, such a big person, not a bit of politeness, hanging up the phone without saying a word."

Zhou Andong was a man of his word; he said he wouldn't go out, so he didn't go out. Even for meals, he called Gu Bing and had him bring them.

"Bang bang bang..."

A heavy knocking sound rang out. Zhou Andong knew with his toes that it was Gu Bing. He walked over and opened the door, only to see Gu Bing standing at the door very happily. Not only was he carrying a lot of food, but he had actually brought a few bottles of Jiang Xiaobai.

Zhou Andong clicked his tongue and said, "Mr. Gu, did the sun come out in the west today? I only asked you to bring me a few steamed buns, how did you suddenly become so generous and buy so many good things?"

Gu Bing gave a cheeky grin: "I'm in a good mood today, so I want to have a drink with you."

Zhou Andong asked, "What happened that could make you in such a good mood?"

Gu Bing put the things on a small tea table by the window: "Because I saw that many newspapers are scolding you, so I'm in a particularly good mood."

"Get out!" Zhou Andong pushed Gu Bing and walked out.

"Hey hey hey... why are you like this... bang!"

Zhou Andong pushed Gu Bing out the door and slammed it shut, "You little brat!"

"Bang bang bang..." Gu Bing pounded on the door heavily, "Zhou Andong, open the door for me quickly, otherwise I'm not finished with you."

Gu Bing's throat was almost hoarse from shouting, "Open the door, bang bang bang... Zhou Andong, did you hear me?"

Zhou Andong stopped paying attention to him, instead opened the plastic bag, took out the food, then unscrewed a bottle of Jiang Xiaobai, and took a sip with great enjoyment.

The knocking sound suddenly disappeared. Zhou Andong turned his head in confusion, took a look, then grinned, took a small sip of wine, tore off a chicken leg, and took a fierce bite.

After more than ten minutes, the knocking sound rang out again, but the force of the knocking wasn't great; it shouldn't be Gu Bing.

Zhou Andong stood up and went to open the door. It was actually Wu Huilin and Tang Bei, and that brat Gu Bing suddenly poked his head out from the side of the door, smiling cheekily.

"I'm back again."

Zhou Andong looked at Wu Huilin and said, "Are you the reinforcements sent by the monkey?" ===== CHAPTER 372 =====