Chapter 63: Marriage advertisement

Zhou Andong said, "What relationship could there be? She's just a colleague, and my leader."

Yuan Liying was afraid and disappointed. Seeing Jian Qiu was more beautiful than Jiang Yuping, looked like she had a better family background, and it was still the same problem—the families didn't match. She was afraid that Zhou Andong would suffer another emotional setback.

But now that she heard this, the two were indeed just colleagues, and she was a little disappointed. Seeing Jian Qiu was really too good. She helped do this and that when she came, spoke easily, respected her very much, didn't dislike this or that, and even played with the fourth child happily for an afternoon. She was much stronger than Jiang Yuping.

"Get out!" Yuan Liying suddenly became a little irritable, kicked Zhou Andong off the ground, and picked up the shoe sole she had been sewing halfway to continue.

Zhou Xiaoxin also sighed, feeling that his son didn't have the fate to marry such a good wife, and then saw Zhou Andong watching TV in front of him, his eyes suddenly glared.

"Don't stand there, you're blocking my view of the TV, hurry up and get out of the way."

"..." Zhou Andong had a speechless expression. Looking at the time, it wasn't even eight o'clock, "Xiao Qin, take paper and pen, come with me to draw something."

Zhou Anqin was watching TV. Hearing Zhou Andong's words, she reluctantly moved her eyes away from the TV and followed Zhou Andong to the side room with her schoolbag.

The winery needs to develop, so it can't have only one type of liquor. So he wants to design a more high-end blue and white porcelain, and a lower-end Blue Dragon Guest. Of course, he also has to let the technical department invest in research and development as soon as possible, otherwise, if several types of liquor have the same taste, they will cool down very quickly.

The brother and sister were busy until past eleven o'clock before finishing. Zhou Andong said with a smile, "Are you very depressed because you didn't watch TV?"

Zhou Anqin said insincerely, "No."

Zhou Andong rubbed Zhou Anqin's head lovingly, "After the New Year, brother will buy you a Walkman."

Zhou Anqin's eyes lit up, "Really?"

Zhou Andong said, "I said I would buy a TV before the New Year, and it was a big color TV. Did I achieve it?"

"Achieved!" Zhou Anqin nodded her little head vigorously.

"So!" Zhou Andong said very seriously, "Don't question your brother's words."

"Hee hee!" Zhou Anqin hugged Zhou Andong's neck excitedly and kissed him on the face, "Thank you, brother."

Zhou Andong laughed, "Go to sleep."

January 13th, the temperature dropped again, and it was getting closer to the New Year. Zhou Andong got up, ate something, and then took a car to the city.

Zhongyangdajie is the only commercial street in Jiangzhou, and there will be no change in the next twenty years. It wasn't until fourteen years later that the city developed to the south, the municipal government moved to the new district south of the city, and a new business district was formed that the commercial street of Zhongyangdajie gradually declined.

But at this time, if you want to do business, this is the best choice. And for Zhou Andong, funds are not sufficient, so what he can do is catering. The threshold is low, the investment is small, the profit is fast, and in this era, as long as it is not difficult to eat and the price is reasonable, there will definitely be no shortage of customers.

More importantly, he did catering in his previous life, is relatively familiar with it, and he has the confidence to build a catering empire. Of course, his goal is the sea of stars, and this first step is just a process of accumulating capital.

At this time, in the catering industry, the dishes of Chinese food are still relatively single. As for snacks, they are also those things: steamed buns, dumplings, wontons, and noodle shops. Of course, there are also many very distinctive things.

For example, water-filled buns, Zhao's wontons, Sanhe dumplings, smoked meat pancakes, etc., are all famous Jiangzhou snacks.

Zhou Andong wandered around twice and entered a Lanzhou noodle shop. Because it is located on the commercial street and is close to the train station and bus station, the business is quite good. It's only past nine o'clock in the

"Boss, one bowl of noodles, add beef." Zhou Andong sat in a seat by the window.

"Coming right up!" a young man replied, "Three for the extra meat."

Zhou Andong looked around the noodle shop. The area wasn't small, perhaps over two hundred square meters. There was no real decor, just white lime walls and a cement floor, all furnished with small rectangular tables for four.

The noodles were served quickly. It was a very large bowl with a layer of beef covering the top. If this were twenty years later, a bowl of noodles wouldn't have this much beef.

"Brother, business here is quite good."

The young man said: "It's alright."

Zhou Andong asked again: "How much does the boss pay you? Why are you here by yourself? Can you handle the rush?"

The young man smiled: "My brother and I opened this noodle shop together. My younger sister helps out; she only comes during the lunch rush."

"Oh!" Zhou Andong nodded, "How much is your annual rent?"

The young man said: "Eight thousand a year, and the landlord says it will go up next year. It's really getting hard to bear."

Zhou Andong said: "Prices have been rising these past few years, especially in the last two; it's been quite sharp. If the rent goes up, you can raise the price of your noodles too."

The young man sighed: "We'll see when the time comes. We have many regular customers who eat here. If we suddenly raise prices, it will really hurt our reputation."

Zhou Andong didn't say anything more and began to slurp his noodles. The taste was quite good; no wonder business was so good.

"Hmm?" Zhou Andong tilted his head and saw two girls jumping and playing around. One of the girls wasn't tall, not as pretty as Seeing Jian Qiu, and certainly didn't have Seeing Jian Qiu's temperament, but she looked very beautiful when she smiled, with two small dimples that made one's eyes light up.

"Tsk!" Zhou Andong clicked his tongue, "It wouldn't be bad to trick this girl home to be my wife."

Then he thought of Zhao Guifen introducing him to a match. He stood up, went to the bar, asked for a piece of paper, and returned to his seat with a pen. After a burst of writing, he used some noodle broth to stick the paper onto the window.

"Check, please!"

The young man walked over, and Zhou Andong took out money from his pocket: "Keep the change. The extra is for the fee of using your glass. Don't tear it down before you close tonight."

The young man smiled and thanked him: "Don't worry, I guarantee it will stay up until we close tonight."

Zhou Andong left the noodle shop, looking around, but those two girls had already vanished. He shook his head with great regret. Then he wandered around the neighborhood to see if there were any suitable storefronts.

Just after he left, three girls passed by the noodle shop. One girl let out an "Eh" and suddenly backed up: "What is this?"

Another girl looked over curiously and read softly: "Made in China, length 17, net weight 62kg. Uses artificial intelligence, all parts complete, runs stably. After twenty-six years of operation, it is a quality-trusted product. This product comes with complete documentation and an unlimited return and exchange policy. Due to development needs, we are now sincerely recruiting like-minded individuals to jointly research and develop the second-generation product. Interested parties please contact Zhou Andong."

"Hahaha..."

The three girls burst into laughter after reading it. They were already quite pretty, and this unbridled laughter immediately attracted many people's attention, all of whom curiously came over to look.

"Pfft!" Another girl laughed: "This marriage advertisement is quite unique."