Chapter 71

Watching Zhou Andong and the four of them leave, Gu Bing sighed and said: "The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. No way, I can only watch you go out to play."

This guy's tone was as resentful as a dissatisfied resentful woman, but the proud expression on his face betrayed him.

Thinking about Zhou Andong telling him that he would launch new liquor products after the New Year, he grabbed the phone and called the Technical Section. He must invest in research and development as soon as possible. The faster it is put into the market, the more beneficial it is for the development of the liquor factory. Anyway, the factory is not short of money now, so investing in research and development is just the right time.

What made him even more energetic was that in the few days Zhou Andong was away, the cars pulling liquor lined up in rows, telling them there was no liquor, yet they still lingered and wouldn't leave.

In the end, they couldn't afford to wait, and they gradually left starting yesterday. Today it was finally quiet, but he didn't expect that the two old things Gao Qingkui and Zhang Deyou started acting up again. But this time they learned to be smart and didn't take the field personally, but pushed the idiot Chang Tai out.

Now Gu Bing is really proud of himself, and he calls his fox friends every night to show off.

In Gao Qingkui's office, this old guy held an enamel tea mug, stood in front of the window looking outside, his eyes blinking without blinking, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Zhang Deyou sat on the sofa, his whole person a bit listless, and he didn't know if it was because of his injured arm, but his face was extremely poor.

And Chang Tai stood on the side. The office was very oppressive, making him a bit unable to breathe, but he didn't dare to say a word.

I don't know how long it had been, when he heard a bang, Zhang Deyou threw the teacup on the ground, not caring that this was Gao Qingkui's office.

During this period of time, facing Zhou Andong, he was repeatedly frustrated. Whether it was body or soul, he was beaten to pieces. The power he once prided himself on was useless.

He couldn't even fire a small worker. What a huge irony this was. In short, he needed to vent, especially the oppressive atmosphere just now, which made his chest feel like it was about to explode.

The teacup was broken, Chang Tai shrank his neck, and Gao Qingkui turned his head and looked at it lightly, not saying anything. Because he also had a fire in his heart and also wanted to vent, but in front of Zhang Deyou and Chang Tai, he had to maintain his image.

Zhang Deyou let out a long sigh, and his stuffy chest finally felt a bit better: "Damn thing, how is his luck so good, able to turn danger into safety every time."

Gao Qingkui turned around and sat on the chair, holding the tea mug and taking a sip of tea, saying slowly: "I want to see if he is really God's illegitimate child."

Zhang Deyou snorted coldly: "Opportunities won't be easy to find in the future."

Gao Qingkui said: "Isn't he wanting the bonus for selling liquor? Zuo Peiming said it was too little, fine, we will raise it."

Zhang Deyou was stunned: "Why?"

Gao Qingkui smiled: "Wealth moves people's hearts. Eighty tons of liquor, one bonus, that's eighty thousand. You say, how many people will be jealous?"

Zhang Deyou's eyes lit up, and he gave a thumbs up: "High, really high."

"Chang Tai!" Zhang Deyou said: "Do you understand? Go arrange it."

Chang Tai had a blank face: "Factory... factory director, what do you mean?"

"Idiot!" If it weren't for this stupid donkey being loyal and obedient, Zhang Deyou really wanted to remove him, "You go find Qu Hongqi, he knows what to do."

Zhou Andong walked out of the factory gate and saw the whistle-blowing letters scattered on the ground. He bent down to pick up one, specifically looking at the name below, and made a sound of surprise.

Jian Qiu asked: "What's wrong?"

"The name of this whistleblower is the same as someone in our village." Zhou Andong smiled and shook the paper in his hand, bent down and picked up another one. Seeing this, his eyebrows wrinkled, and then he picked up more than ten in a row. He was actually familiar with these names; they were all villagers from Tanghezi.

There are many people with the same name and surname, which is nothing strange, but the signatures of the whistle-blowing letters, one is a coincidence, two is a coincidence, but could these more than ten all be coincidences?

"Interesting, really interesting."

Jian Qiu leaned over, close to Zhou Andong, looking at the whistle-blowing letter in his hand: "Is there any problem?"

Zhou Andong felt a soft body lean against him, followed by a faint, very good-smelling fragrance drilling into his nose, and then Jian Qiu's voice came to his ear. The hot air exhaled from her mouth hit his face, making his body suddenly become irritable in the weather of seventeen or eighteen degrees below zero.

"Gurgle!"

Zhou Andong's throat rolled. He wanted to hide, but was afraid that Jian Qiu would discover his strangeness, so he endured the irritability of his body and tried to speak in as calm a tone as possible.

"I know these people, they are all from our village."

"Look at these again." An Jing also picked up a few.

Zhou Andong took them over: "All familiar."

Jian Qiu said: "Dai Hongwei said that these whistle-blowing letters are the handwriting of two people. He is a professional. Since he said so, it must be correct."

An Jing said: "These two people who wrote the whistle-blowing letters are so familiar with the people in your village. Obviously, they are also from your village. Think carefully, who have you offended recently?"

Zhou Andong's eyes narrowed: "Good, very good."

Jian Qiu asked: "Do you know who it is?"

Zhou Andong nodded: "Eight or nine out of ten, except for that family, no one can do such a thing."

Jian Qiu suddenly grabbed Zhou Andong's hand, squeezed it hard, and then let go, as if she was just comforting him.

"It's good to know who it is, just be careful in the future."

Zhou Andong's heart jumped violently. He savored the cool, slippery feeling just now, secretly glanced at Jian Qiu, and found that this woman was very calm. The action just now should have been subconscious, so he didn't think about it anymore.

"Let's go!"

As soon as his voice fell, the door behind him rang. Looking back, it was Chang Tai who walked out. This guy didn't expect to run into Zhou Andong here.

"Ha!"

Zhou Andong laughed: "Chang Kezhang Chang, what a coincidence?"

Chang Tai snorted coldly and walked away.

Zhou Andong followed quickly: "Chang Kezhang Chang, look at these whistle-blowing letters, I know the whistleblowers. I'll take you to verify them. With their testimony, I definitely won't be able to run."

Chang Tai's face turned black instantly, and he quickened his pace. But Zhou Andong followed him closely, chattering incessantly, making Chang Tai want to kill him.

"Zhou Andong!" Chang Tai roared, "What exactly do you want to do?"

Zhou Andong blinked, with an innocent expression: "I don't want to do anything. Aren't you wanting to handle me? Look, I have such high awareness, wanting to personally take you to find the whistleblower to verify, and then handle me. Why are you still angry?"

Chang Tai held his big belly, so angry that the fat on his face kept shaking. He looked at Zhou Andong with gloomy eyes, and suddenly turned and ran.