Chapter 51: Lost everything

Zhou Andong said to a young man, "Old Kai, you guys go find Vice Factory Director Qian, he has work arrangements."

Old Kai asked, "What is it?"

Zhou Andong said, "Guard the warehouse. Without my and Gu Shuji's permission, don't let a single bottle of liquor leave the warehouse. This relates to the future development of the winery and whether you guys will have soup or meat, so you must be tough. No matter who goes, you must guard the warehouse."

"Pah!" Old Kai spat on the ground, "Damn it, Brother Dong, don't worry. Even if Gao Qingkui and Zhang Zui go, I won't give them face."

Old Kai left with his men. Wu Cheng asked foolishly, "Brother Dong, what did you ask them to do?"

"Slap!" Zhou Andong kicked Wu Cheng on the butt, "If you don't go with Old Kai, why are you still standing here?"

"Ah?" Wu Cheng asked, "Is that it?"

"What did you think it was?" Zhou Andong raised his foot to kick again, and Wu Cheng jumped far away laughing, "Didn't kick me!" Then he turned and ran.

"Ha!" Zhou Andong couldn't help laughing, "This little brat."

Yao Jun threw a cigarette to Zhou Andong and lit one for himself, "If you didn't come, I would have gone to find you."

Zhou Andong asked, "Is it about Wang Ruomei?"

Yao Jun nodded, "Wang Ruomei indeed didn't come to work because of the rumors. The night before last, her husband Yao Qixin found out about this, got angry when he got home, and even hit her. You and I both know what Wang Ruomei's temper is like. If she really did something wrong, even if you beat her to death, she would admit it, but she didn't do it and was wronged, so how could she be okay?"

"In the middle of the night, she took a rope and tied the sleeping Yao Qixin to the bed. Not only did she scratch Yao Qixin's face, but she also whipped him with a belt for more than half an hour. It was the neighbors who heard the screams and came to knock on the door that stopped the woman from continuing the violence."

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Zhou Andong was choked by the smoke and coughed violently for a while before he recovered, "Damn, almost choked me to death."

Yao Jun rolled his eyes, "Yesterday morning, Wenjuan went to the hospital to visit Yao Qixin and explained the matter to him. However, Wenjuan told me that Yao Qixin is very narrow-minded. Although she explained it, Yao Qixin might not believe it, so be careful, he might come to trouble you."

Zhou Andong asked, "What time is it now?"

"I don't have a watch, how would I know." Yao Jun looked up at the sun in the sky, "It must be past twelve."

Zhou Andong rubbed his stomach, "No wonder I'm a little hungry."

Yao Jun said with a smile, "You didn't eat lunch?"

Zhou Andong said, "I only ate one steamed dumpling."

"Let's go!" Yao Jun said, "I'll accompany you to eat something."

Before the two of them reached the gate, they saw a black Santana drive in and stop in front of them. The car door opened, and Wang Wanli got out of the car.

Yao Jun was about to run, but was hugged by Zhou Andong by the shoulder, "Manager Wang, what a coincidence."

Before yesterday, Wang Wanli wanted to skin Zhou Andong alive, but after seeing the newspaper today, he felt that Zhou Andong's identity was likely true. He just didn't expect to run into him here. Fortunately, Zhou Andong wasn't wearing a work uniform, and Wang Wanli didn't recognize Yao Jun, who was wearing one.

"Young Master Zhou, why are you here?"

Hearing Wang Wanli call him Young Master Zhou, Zhu Dayong looked Zhou Andong up and down, wanting to see something, but Zhou Andong's expression was calm, making him unable to see anything.

Zhou Andong said with a smile, "The winery's Party Committee Secretary, Gu Bing, is a close friend I grew up with in the same compound. I came here to handle some business and happened to find him to get a few bottles of liquor to drink."

Wang Wanli's eyes lit up. On the way here, he used his big brother phone to call the winery's supply and marketing department, and the answer was still that the ***-type was not sold to the outside, and the ordinary type was also suspended due to insufficient inventory.

Then they entrusted someone to get Gu Bing's phone number, but the result was the same, the answer was the same as the supply and marketing department. This made them lose confidence, but they still decided to come and see.

"Young Master Zhou!" Wang Wanli said with a face full of smiles, "Can you say a word to Gu Shuji? We want to get a few cases of liquor."

"No problem!" Zhou Andong agreed readily, "Too many is definitely not okay, but a few dozen or a hundred cases, he can still give me this face."

At this time, a Peugeot 505 drove over and stopped beside them. The car window opened, and a fat-eared head poked out, "Old Zhu, are you here to buy liquor too?"

Zhu Dayong said with a smile, "Your dog nose is sharp enough, arriving earlier than us."

"Early is useless!" The fat-eared one said, "They said there's no stock and they won't sell."

Zhu Dayong was stunned, "You have such a close relationship with Zhang Zui, why don't you find him?"

"Don't mention it!" The fat-eared one said irritably, "Before I came, he promised to approve the liquor for me, but as soon as I arrived here, I saw him being carried into a car to the hospital."

Zhu Dayong was stunned, "What happened to him?"

The fat-eared one said, "He rolled down the stairs, so I went to find Gao Qingkui. I went, chatted for a while, and then he wrote me a note, but I didn't expect the supply and marketing department wouldn't buy it at all. Even when Gao Qingkui personally took me to the warehouse to pick up the goods, I couldn't get them out."

Zhu Dayong opened his mouth, glanced at Zhou Andong, and didn't speak again.

"Now the whole winery is run by the factory Party Committee Gu Shuji Bing. He told me to come back after the New Year." The fat-eared one sighed and waved his hand, "Alright, I'm leaving, you guys go back too."

Watching the Peugeot 505 leave, Wang Wanli puffed out his chest and said with a fawning smile, "Young Master Zhou, we..."

Zhou Andong said, "Let's go, I'll take you to find Gu Bing."

"Bang... thud... crash... slap..."

Gao Qingkui kept smashing things. The overturned office desk, the kicked-broken thermos, the smashed flower pots—the office floor was covered with fragments everywhere. And his old face was distorted by anger, looking a bit scary.

"Huff... huff... huff..."

Gao Qingkui was tired and panting. He bent down to help up the kicked-over chair, then leaned on the armrest and sat down slowly. If you looked closely, you could see his hands trembling slightly.

He lost, completely lost. He just carefully recalled it, and from the beginning, they were calculated to death. Especially after Gu Bing held the employee meeting, their ending today was doomed.

It's just that he was really unwilling. He had laid out the plan for so long, and seeing that in a few years this big cake would belong to him, he lost everything at the critical moment. What's more ridiculous is that he had calculated his whole life, but in the end, he was put into a bag by someone else.

"Zhou Andong, Gu Bing!"

Gao Qingkui gritted his teeth and spat out the names of the two people, one word at a time. His hatred for Zhou Andong was even stronger than for Gu Bing. Because without Zhou Andong's planning, how could Gu Bing, that idiot, compete with him? ===== CHAPTER 52 =====