Chapter 403

Cheng Zhanjun was lost in thought for a while, then laughed again: "This brat really has supernatural powers; he actually got involved with the British royal family."

He muttered as he picked up the phone and called Deng Zhangli: "The opportunity has appeared."

Deng Zhangli was stunned: "What opportunity?"

Cheng Zhanjun couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Just now, I received a call from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs; the British royal family wants to order Jiang Xiaobai."

"What?" Deng Zhangli's voice suddenly rose, "Old Cheng, you're not joking with me, are you?"

Cheng Zhanjun laughed out loud again: "It's absolutely true!"

Deng Zhangli smacked his lips: "Hey, this matter is evil."

"There's something even more evil." Cheng Zhanjun said: "In two days, the British Embassy Counselor will come to Jiangzhou. He specifically asked to talk to Zhou Andong; if he doesn't return to the liquor factory, this matter will very likely fall through."

Deng Zhangli also laughed out loud: "It's too hard to believe; how did Zhou Andong get involved with the British, and the royal family at that."

Cheng Zhanjun said: "More than just you; if I didn't know the person who called, I would definitely have thought I'd run into a bold liar."

During this period, Deng Zhangli had been feeling very stifled, and this news made his mood instantly brighten, and the clouds in the sky scattered.

"Now we need to think about how to persuade Zhou Andong."

Thinking of this matter, Cheng Zhanjun thought of Zhou Andong's words: "Just now, I called Zhou Andong, and his attitude was very firm. He even said, unless he really is God's illegitimate son, and God asks him to go back."

Deng Zhangli said with a smile: "Since such an impossible thing has happened, it shows that there is an arrangement in the dark."

Cheng Zhanjun said: "Qiu Dongfang is acquiring the First Construction Company; the contract will be signed tomorrow, and we will talk to him then."

"Sigh!"

Deng Zhangli sighed, "I hope he can prioritize the big picture."

Cheng Zhanjun snorted: "There are no small matters in diplomacy; if he doesn't go back, I have a way to make him go back."

Deng Zhangli was stunned: "What way do you have?"

Cheng Zhanjun said: "Doesn't he always say he is God's illegitimate son? Then I will invite God out."

Deng Zhangli didn't quite understand, but didn't ask again; the two chatted for a few sentences and then hung up the phone.

The next day, at the Municipal First Construction Company, hundreds of employees were all gathered outside the office building.

For people of this era, even if they were hungry, they were unwilling to discard their iron rice bowl.

Therefore, some employees were still a bit resistant to the First Construction Company being acquired by Qiu Dongfang.

But when they heard that Qiu Dongfang's general manager was Zhou Andong, the resistant mood suddenly disappeared.

The wages of the liquor factory employees had already reached over three hundred; as long as they were Jiangzhou people, there was no one who didn't envy them.

The important thing was that since Zhou Andong could bring a dying liquor factory back to life, the First Construction Company wouldn't be bad in the future either.

They didn't ask for shares like the liquor factory employees; they just wanted their wages to reach the same level as the liquor factory.

Moreover, they believed that Zhou Andong would definitely seek benefits for them, because they had all seen Zhou Andong's speeches.

The office building was a three-story red brick building; in the second-floor conference room, more than twenty people sat quietly.

Zhou Andong and Deng Zhangli signed their names on the contract.

The leaders of the First Construction Company were the first to stand up excitedly and applaud, followed by the city leaders and Wu Huilin and Tang Bei.

"Leader!" Zhang Jianquan said excitedly: "The cafeteria has already prepared food; let's go over and eat something."

Cheng Zhanjun said: "You go first; I want to talk to Comrade Zhou Andong about something."

"We'll wait outside!" Zhang Jianquan said.

If the leaders didn't go, how could they dare to go first.

"How can that be." Deng Zhangli said: "How can Miss Wu and Miss Tang wait outside."

Wu Huilin smiled: "It doesn't matter."

Cheng Zhanjun said: "Old Deng, you go first; I'll just talk to Comrade Zhou Andong."

"Okay!" Deng Zhangli nodded, accompanied Wu Huilin and Tang Bei, and took people to the cafeteria first.

Zhou Andong picked up the cigarette in front of Cheng Zhanjun: "Leader, want one?"

Cheng Zhanjun shook his head; Zhou Andong took one out, then very naturally put the remaining half pack of cigarettes into his own pocket.

Cheng Zhanjun's mouth twitched: "Do you know what I want to talk to you about?"

Zhou Andong leaned back lazily: "Anyway, don't talk about returning to the liquor factory."

Cheng Zhanjun said: "Yesterday, I received a call from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs; the British royal family wants to buy Jiang Xiaobai. In two days, the embassy counselor will come to Jiangzhou, and he specifically asked to talk to you."

Hearing Cheng Zhanjun's words, the figure of Eileen instantly appeared in Zhou Andong's mind.

"Don't say, this woman is really quite decent."

"If you have something to say, say it openly; don't mutter." Cheng Zhanjun didn't hear clearly and was very dissatisfied, but he was still very curious in his heart, "Tell me, how did you get involved with the other party?"

"How would I know!" Zhou Andong blinked innocently.

Cheng Zhanjun was very helpless: "Just tell me, are you going back or not."

Zhou Andong shook his head like a rattle: "Such a good thing, let Jiang Huaicheng go; if he succeeds, promotion and wealth are just around the corner."

Cheng Zhanjun said with a black face: "They specifically asked to talk to you; what does it count for if Jiang Huaicheng goes."

Zhou Andong shrugged: "Then I have no way."

Cheng Zhanjun said: "There are no small matters in diplomacy, let alone this involves the British royal family."

Zhou Andong said: "I'm not an official, what does it have to do with me."

Cheng Zhanjun said: "I'll ask you one last time, are you really not going back?"

Zhou Andong said decisively: "Absolutely not going back."

Cheng Zhanjun suddenly smiled: "Okay, since you are unwilling to go back, I won't force you. I hope you can persist and not go back."

Cheng Zhanjun actually smiled, and Zhou Andong started muttering in his heart. He wouldn't have been angered into stupidity by Cheng the Bold, would he? Otherwise, what was he laughing at?

"Let's go, let's eat!" Cheng Zhanjun stood up and walked out.

Zhou Andong followed behind, and finally couldn't help but ask cautiously: "Leader, are you okay?"

Cheng Zhanjun was stunned: "What's wrong with me?"

"Oh!" Zhou Andong nodded very seriously, "It's good that you're okay, it's good that you're okay."

"No..." Cheng Zhanjun's face turned black again, "You brat, you're acting all mysterious, what do you want to do?"

Zhou Andong scratched his head, gave a silly laugh, and then didn't speak, which made Cheng Zhanjun feel a bit suspicious.

After eating, Cheng Zhanjun and Deng Zhangli left, and Zhou Andong and Wu Huilin held a meeting with the First Construction Company's leadership.

It was already winter this year, and all projects had stopped. Zhou Andong held this meeting just to let everyone get familiar with each other, and by the way, talk about next year's work, giving them and the employees a reassurance.

When Zhou Andong returned to the hotel, it was already past eight in the evening; after washing up, he had just lain on the bed and picked up the remote control, and before he could turn on the TV, the bedside phone rang.

He picked up the phone: "I am Zhou Andong!"

A voice full of pressure came from the receiver: "I am Jian Zhengxue, I have a daughter named Jian Qiu."