Chapter 372: A Tiny Ant, How Can It Shake an Elephant?

"What?" Wu Huilin was stunned, while Tang Bei and Gu Bing were completely confused.

Zhou Andong asked, "Have you seen the Journey to the West filmed in the mainland?"

Wu Huilin nodded: "I have!"

Zhou Andong said, "Sun Wukong protected Tang Seng on his pilgrimage to the West. Whenever a monster captured Tang Seng and he couldn't beat it, he would go to heaven to find reinforcements and ask those immortals for help."

Wu Huilin blinked, recalling the Journey to the West she had watched, and it really was the case, and the more she pondered, the more interesting she found it.

Then Wu Huilin glanced at Gu Bing and, quite rarely, made a joke: "This mischievous monkey almost smashed my door."

Zhou Andong stepped aside: "Come in. But whether this mischievous monkey can come in, it's up to the two fairies to decide."

Tang Bei giggled and joined in the fun: "To avoid the mischievous monkey causing trouble, let him come in."

"Okay!" Zhou Andong also smiled, turned and walked into the room, picked up the remote control, turned on the TV, and then moved the table toward the bed, "Come, let's have a drink together."

Wu Huilin and Tang Bei didn't stand on ceremony and sat on the chairs, while Zhou Andong and Gu Bing sat on the bed.

Gu Bing picked up a bottle of Jiang Xiaobai, unscrewed the cap, and said with great joy: "Come, let's clink glasses to celebrate Comrade Zhou Andong getting scolded."

Wu Huilin didn't know what was going on yet and asked in confusion: "Mr. Zhou is getting scolded?"

Gu Bing nodded and took out several folded newspapers from his pocket: "Take a look!"

Wu Huilin took them; they were actually all articles criticizing Zhou Andong, and then she looked at Zhou Andong with great sympathy: "Mr. Zhou, why don't you come to Xiangjiang with me? I feel it's very dangerous for you to stay here."

"Hahaha..."

Gu Bing laughed happily: "It's not just the newspapers scolding him; before I came, I went to buy this food, and many ordinary people were scolding him. So, I specially brought a few bottles of wine to celebrate."

With a "zhi" sound, Zhou Andong took a sip of wine, then picked up the half-eaten chicken leg and took a bite.

"Isn't it normal for me to get scolded?"

"Stop being stubborn. Aren't you feeling terrible inside right now? It's okay, even if you say it, I won't laugh at you."

When Gu Bing spoke, his expression was very serious, but after he finished, he couldn't help but laugh heartily.

Zhou Andong said indifferently: "What's there to feel terrible about? I'm not the Renminbi; I can't make everyone like me. Besides, when I set up the scholarship, some people were already making sarcastic remarks at me. Now, this situation is also within expectations."

Jiangzhou was Zhou Andong's base camp. Since he was removed from his post for investigation, it had been one-sided support for him.

However, yesterday, an article in the Provincial Daily titled "Seeking Fame and Reputation, Seeking Profit, Why Use the Name of Scholarship?" made the Jiangzhou people who unconditionally supported him appear to have discordant voices.

And today's overwhelming reports were simply at the rhythm of hanging him on the gallows to be strangled; the wind direction in Jiangzhou also slowly changed.

But for a tough guy like Zhou Andong, it really didn't pose any threat at all. You scold yours, I'll eat and drink as I should; anyway, I won't lose any flesh.

At the gate of the electronics factory, a group of idle men and women gathered together to discuss Zhou Andong.

"Over ten thousand in scholarships; at that time, I said Zhou Andong wasn't a good thing, he had bad intentions.

You guys even scolded me for not being a thing, saying my son didn't pass the exam and didn't get the scholarship, so I was jealous. Am I the kind of person with heavy jealousy? Look, look, the news is scolding him, saying he has bad intentions."

The guy speaking was in his forties, small and thin, wearing a white undershirt with holes in the upper body and floral shorts in the lower body, squatting in the shade of the wall and smoking.

"Huang Laonian, I think you're the one with bad intentions. Anyone can scold Zhou Andong, but the people in our electronics factory cannot scold him."

"Why?" Huang Laonian stiffened his neck, "I'm going to scold him, what can you do to me?"

This guy, while talking, was also using his fingers to pick at his feet. It's just that his feet in slippers were all covered in dirt, especially the raised soles, which were all calloused skin; he didn't know how long it had been since he washed his feet. A piece of foot skin he picked off was thrown on the ground.

A woman said: "Why? Just because Factory Director Zhou pays our wages and doesn't let us go hungry."

"Huang Laonian!" Another woman cursed: "You ungrateful dog, I'm going to find the factory director right now and stop your wages."

"You dare?" Huang Laonian was anxious.

The woman sneered: "You tell me if I dare?" After speaking, she strode away.

"Sister Liu, I was wrong, I was wrong, is that okay?" Huang Laonian jumped up instantly, his slippers flew off, and he grabbed Sister Liu's clothes.

"Let go of your dirty hands!" Sister Liu was grabbed by Huang Laonian's hand that had just finished picking foot skin, feeling a wave of nausea, and waved her hand to hit his arm.

Huang Laonian said with a cheeky smile: "Sister Liu, I was wrong. In the future, I definitely won't speak ill of Zhou Andong—no, Factory Director Zhou—again."

Sister Liu snorted: "I'll let you off this time. If I hear it again next time, it won't be so easy to talk."

"Yes, yes, yes..." Huang Laonian nodded vigorously, but his flickering eyes showed that this guy's words were not credible.

At this time, Cheng Zhanjun was on the phone: "Brother An, Gong Jimin's tail has been exposed. His goal is to auction off Yuxi Real Estate and get the Lishui Village plot."

A low voice came from the receiver: "They have their eyes on the urban complex project?"

"Right!" Cheng Zhanjun said: "So, I have to ask you for a favor."

"Speak!" The other party's voice sounded very oppressive.

Cheng Zhanjun explained the plan: "If Gong Jimin offers benefits in exchange, we can make concessions. At that time, let Qiu Dongfang participate in the auction."

The other party asked: "How is the strength of this Qiu Dongfang?"

"Very strong." Cheng Zhanjun said: "Zhou Andong is already the general manager of Qiu Dongfang's mainland company. It is absolutely impossible for him to hand over his hard work to others."

The other party pondered for a moment: "The benefits of the urban complex project are too great. Whether it is Gong Jimin, Qin Changzhi, or the Tong family, since they have put in so much effort, they are definitely determined to win.

I am not sure I can win, but making them bleed a little is no problem. So, you can notify Qiu Dongfang and let them prepare for the auction."

Cheng Zhanjun agreed: "Okay!" Then he put down the phone.

In Fengjing, Gong Jimin was answering Jiang Jiang Huaicheng's phone call, the smile on his face was very bright: "Good, good, good. Jiang Huaicheng, I really didn't misjudge you."

Jiang Jiang Huaicheng's voice came from the receiver: "I didn't expect Zhou Andong to be so unpopular. Except for a few people, everyone supports auctioning off Yuxi Real Estate.

Tomorrow I will convene a meeting to vote, and then report to the Jiangzhou municipal government. I'm just afraid that Cheng Zhanjun and Deng Zhangli won't cooperate."

Gong Jimin said: "I will personally greet them. You just need to handle the matter well."

"Please rest assured, leader!" Jiang Jiang Huaicheng promised: "There will absolutely be no problems."

"Then let's leave it at that!" Gong Jimin put down the phone, then picked up the newspaper on the side, glanced at the article criticizing Zhou Andong, and sneered, "A tiny ant, how can it shake an elephant? Overestimating one's capabilities." ===== CHAPTER 373 =====