Chapter 513: The More You Make a Fuss, the More Lively It Gets

An Jing sat in the passenger seat, tilting her head to look at Zhou Andong: "What about the song you promised to write for me?"

Zhou Andong blinked: "It was written long ago. It's at the hospital; I'll give it to you when we go back."

The corners of An Jing's mouth curled into a beautiful arc. She leaned back comfortably against the seat, watching the scenery rapidly receding outside the car window, humming a tune softly to herself.

They soon arrived at the hospital. They didn't find the fourth sister, and Yuan Liying was watching television.

Zhou Andong said: "The weather is nice today, why not go out for a stroll?"

Yuan Liying beckoned An Jing to come over and sit: "Your father just got back from rehabilitation training and is a bit tired. We'll go out for a stroll after dinner tonight."

As soon as Zhou Andong entered, he started searching everywhere. Yuan Liying asked: "What are you looking for?"

Zhou Andong said: "A piece of paper I left here a few days ago with writing on it. Have you seen it?"

Yuan Liying shook her head: "I haven't seen it."

Zhou Andong searched for a while but still couldn't find it. He suddenly became exasperated: "It must have been the fourth sister who took it. No one else would touch it besides her. Where did she run off to, huh?"

"Don't make such a fuss," Yuan Liying said with dissatisfaction. "If it's lost, it's lost."

"That thing is very important." Zhou Andong stormed toward the door. "I'm going to find her. This is too outrageous; how could she dare to touch it?"

"That's enough!" An Jing hurriedly grabbed him. "Just write another one. Why are you losing your temper at the fourth sister? She doesn't understand."

Zhou Andong struggled a bit but couldn't break free: "You all just protect her."

Zhou Andong sighed helplessly, found paper and a pen, and then sat on the sofa and began to write furiously. However, the faint smile at the corners of his mouth could not hide the pride in his heart.

In less than twenty minutes, Zhou Andong put down the pen in his hand: "It's fortunate I wrote it out a few days ago while my memory was still clear, otherwise it would really be a hassle."

"Let me see!" An Jing sat happily beside Zhou Andong and took the sheet music.

She hummed the melody, her hand resting on her thigh, her fingers tapping rhythmically.

"Compared to that song of Yu Yue's, I like this one better."

"As long as you like it." Zhou Andong breathed a secret sigh of relief.

At this moment, inside a small hot pot restaurant, two large tables were occupied by more than twenty people, eating with great enthusiasm.

"Brother Hai, what did that old thing Sun Fuyuan want with you yesterday?"

Brother Hai was only thirty-one or thirty-two years old, sporting a crew cut, sitting sideways with one leg bent, stepping on the corner of his chair.

"Pah!" Brother Hai spat a mouthful of phlegm onto the ground. "Damn it, he wants us to be cannon fodder, what else could he want?"

"Ha!" A thin, gaunt young man laughed. "Whenever there's trouble, he looks for us; whenever there's trouble, he looks for us, and he doesn't spend a damn cent. What does he take us for?"

Brother Hai snorted: "The factory was sold. I heard that the new boss doesn't want to pay our wages."

"What?" A tall man glared, saying viciously: "Screw his mother, is he tired of living? Daring not to pay our wages. I'll break his legs and..."

"He's got some nerve," another guy said. "Looks like we can't avoid being used even if we want to."

"Ain't that the truth!" Brother Hai picked up a chopstick of lamb slices and put them into the boiling hot pot. "If he pays our wages, then we're all good. If he dares not to pay us, I'll let him know who the real boss is on this patch of land."

The tall man sneered: "A bumpkin from the countryside wanting to do business on our turf, he'd better follow the rules. If he doesn't follow the rules, he can forget about doing business."

Brother Hai put the cooked meat into his mouth and muttered: "They say they're paying wages. We'll go over and see when the time comes."

The next day, Zhou Andong started getting busy. First, he shot an advertisement, then called the group to notify them to contact the twin brothers, and then took Yao Jun to several garment factories to order uniforms for the security guards.

Finally, he accompanied Jiang Yuyue and An Jing to familiarize themselves with the songs and record them. He was busy every day, but he felt fulfilled.

February 15, 1993, the twenty-fourth day of the first lunar month, Monday!

The radiator factory was bustling with noise and excitement. It hadn't been this lively in a long time, and even many family members had run over, each with a smile on their face.

Just past eight in the morning, Zhou Andong arrived at the radiator factory because today was payday. He guessed that there might be people making trouble.

"Chairman Zhou's car!" Seeing Zhou Andong's car, a guy shouted.

Zhou Andong parked the car by the main gate and got out with Gao Zhen.

"Chairman, Factory Director!" Zhou Wang walked over quickly.

These past few days, Zhou Wang had been busy enough, but he felt great inside.

He was now the Deputy Factory Director, and his status at home had improved quite a bit.

Before, if his wife told him to go west, he wouldn't dare go east.

Now, if his wife told him to go west, he could stroll around as he pleased.

Zhou Andong asked: "How are things going?"

Zhou Wang said: "The veteran masters have all agreed, and I have already formed an R&D team. They started working the day before yesterday."

Zhou Andong nodded: "What about poaching people?"

Zhou Wang sighed: "The two I contacted won't come no matter how much money I offer. I'm still contacting another one, who is younger, just started working, and is also a college student. I feel there's even less hope."

Zhou Andong laughed: "Invite this college student out; I want to have a good drink with him. There's nothing that can't be solved with one meal of drinking; if there is, then drink two."

"Alright!" Zhou Wang said: "I'll contact him at noon and set a time."

Zhou Andong looked at the crowd: "Haven't Director Gu and the others arrived yet?"

Zhou Wang said: "They arrived long ago, but it's not work time yet."

"Hmm!" Zhou Andong said: "Let's go!"

Zhou Andong, Gao Zhen, and Zhou Wang entered the factory office. Several employees followed them in, and immediately after, a large number of employees also crowded into the factory office.

Zhou Andong stopped and shouted: "It's cold outside, it's fine to wait in the factory office, but everyone don't crowd. It's not work time yet."

The crowd, which had been a bit crowded, quieted down.

Behind the crowd, Da Hai and his group watched Zhou Andong go up the stairs and sneered: "That's Zhou Andong, huh? Screw his mother, just looking at his face makes me angry. Even if he pays me today, I'm still going to deal with him."

"Chairman!" After reaching the second floor, Zhou Wang said, "Lan Dahai and the others are all here. If we fire them, they will definitely make trouble."

Zhou Andong said indifferently: "Life is too calm, don't you find it boring?"

Zhou Wang was stunned. He thought about it but couldn't understand what the Chairman meant.

Gao Zhen laughed: "Let them make trouble. The more they make a fuss, the more lively it gets." ===== CHAPTER 514 =====