Chapter 739: Worried Li Laoban

"……"

Wu Huilin didn't need to drill through the phone line to be sure that the person on the other side was her boss, the cunning Comrade Zhou Andong.

"Okay, I know what to do."

Zhou Andong put down the phone, went to the restroom to take a piss, and then stood in front of the mirror.

"You really are a clever little ghost; nothing can stump you."

"Pfft!" Jian Qiu leaned against the door and laughed.

Zhou Andong chuckled, looking at himself in the mirror, more and more satisfied the more he looked.

"Although my parents didn't give me a very handsome appearance, they gave me a wise brain, and I am very satisfied."

"I have never seen someone as shameless as you." Jian Qiu felt her face blush, turned around, and left to accompany Old Four to watch cartoons.

At this time, not only was Lian Xiangzhi angry, but even Li Laoban of Jianlibao had a sigh of "Why create Yu (Zhou Yu) when there is Liang (Zhuge Liang)."

The documentary had finished playing, and many media outlets had come to interview him. The popularity would definitely last for a while, but who would have thought that Zhou Andong would pop up again and suppress him.

Perhaps it was because he was already used to it, or perhaps the promotional effect had reached expectations, or it didn't matter if it was a little short, so Li Laoban just sighed and didn't burn with rage like Lian Xiangzhi.

But the worry in his heart remained, because the momentum of Feichang Cola was too fierce. The two colas were beaten back step by step, with no power to fight back, which made Li Laoban a little scared.

Although Feichang was a carbonated drink and Jianlibao was a functional drink, their markets were different. But there was a precedent; when iced black tea was launched, the impact on Jianlibao was still very large.

It hadn't spread yet because the promotional documentary had just finished playing, and Jianlibao's positive image was deeply rooted in people's hearts. If time passed and the influence of the promotional documentary faded, it would be hard to say.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

The office door was suddenly knocked heavily. Hearing this knocking, Li Laoban knew it must be his "little cotton-padded jacket" (daughter).

"Come in!"

The door was pushed open a crack, and Li Qiang poked her head in. Seeing Li Laoban sitting at the desk with an expressionless face, she blinked her eyes and then walked in.

Li Laoban looked at his little cotton-padded jacket: "You'll be taking the college entrance exam next year. Why aren't you studying properly and running here to me?"

Li Qiang sat on the sofa: "Today is Sunday!"

Li Laoban was stunned: "Is it?"

Li Qiang looked at her old man, always feeling that something was wrong with his brain, and asked cautiously: "Dad, should we go to the hospital to check?"

Li Laoban looked at his daughter in confusion: "Hospital? Why go to the hospital?"

Li Qiang pointed to her head: "Did you suffer any stimulation here?"

Li Laoban's face turned black immediately. People all say that a daughter is a father's little cotton-padded jacket. His is a little cotton-padded jacket, alright, but it must be black-hearted cotton.

"What do you want to say?"

"No!" Seeing her old man's dark face, Li Qiang laughed dryly: "Dad, I just saw today's news. That damn Zhou Andong is out making waves again. I'm afraid you won't be able to handle the stimulation."

"……"

Li Laoban covered his forehead, not knowing what to say.

"I'm just worried about you. Since you're fine, then I'm leaving."

Li Qiang stood up, zoomed out of the office, then poked her head out from the door frame, pursed her lips, and whistled.

Li Laoban's head was buzzing. To say that this little cotton-padded jacket of his, besides being black-hearted cotton and having a jumpy personality unlike a girl, was actually quite good.

"What else do you want to do?"

Li Qiang giggled: "I'm going shopping with my classmates. Give me some money."

Li Laoban sighed: "How much?"

Li Qiang held up two fingers: "Two hundred is enough."

Li Laoban rummaged through his pockets, opened the drawer, and grabbed a handful of change, not knowing how much it was.

"That's all there is, nothing left."

Li Qiang ran in, grabbed the money, and stuffed it into her pocket.

"Enough, it's enough!"

Watching his daughter's back disappear at the doorway, Li Laoban sighed again.

He had better think carefully about how to deal with what was coming next. Taking precautions is always better than scrambling at the last minute.

After all, Coca-Cola had been forced by Feichang to lower its arrogant head, implement price cuts, and join the ranks of prize-based sales.

It was just that in terms of prize settings and the lottery cycle, there was still a significant gap compared to Feichang; sales had warmed up somewhat, but it couldn't shake Feichang's upward momentum.

………………

The rain in Shenzhen was too heavy, falling continuously for three days, and Zhou Andong, who had intended to have a good time, was trapped in the hotel.

The 7th was the day of Xiao Qin's college entrance exam, which made him extremely anxious, thinking he wouldn't make it back in time, but the rain finally stopped on the evening of the 5th.

He called the airport, but due to the typhoon, the airport had not yet resumed operations. He thought about taking the train, but that was just a thought.

Trains in this era had an average speed of sixty to eighty kilometers per hour, and it was over two thousand kilometers from Shenzhen to Beijing, plus delays were the norm.

If it were just him and Jian Qiu, it would be fine, and they could enjoy some time as a couple, but bringing the fourth child along would be too much of an ordeal for the little girl.

On the morning of the 6th, Jian Qiu called the airport again, and to their surprise, flights had resumed, with one at ten-fifty in the morning.

They booked tickets, packed their luggage, ate at the hotel restaurant, and then checked out and headed to the airport.

At the same time, Fang Qiao walked out of the Shenzhen train station with a man and a woman, then hailed a taxi and headed straight for the municipal government.

After Jian Qiu went to the UK, Fang Qiao took over the position of director of the winery's labor union; when the group was established, she served as the manager of the group's public relations department, and later concurrently served as the minister of the group's charity foundation management department.

The explosion accident combined with the typhoon brought significant disastrous consequences to Shenzhen, and Mayor Cao Guohong had been busy and exhausted these past few days.

Fang Qiao had come with two million, which was definitely a large sum in this era, but not enough to warrant a personal reception by a mayor.

However, Cao Guohong still made time to receive Fang Qiao because his goal was investment promotion, to get the Yugong Group to invest in Shenzhen.

In Cao Guohong's office, besides the office director Lu Xianming, there were two other people: one was the director of the investment promotion office, Liang Xiong, and the other was the director of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Chen Shuisheng.

"Mayor Cao, hello!"

"President Fang, you are truly young and promising."

Cao Guohong shook hands with Fang Qiao.

"President Fang, let me introduce you." Cao Guohong introduced Lu Xianming, Liang Xiong, and Chen Shuisheng to Fang Qiao.

Fang Qiao shook hands and greeted the three of them, then very solemnly took out a check: "Mayor Cao, on behalf of the Yugong Group, I express my condolences to the victims of the explosion accident. This is the two million yuan donated by our group in response to this accident."

Lu Xianming, Liang Xiong, Chen Shuisheng, and even Cao Guohong were stunned for a moment.

Two million just like that? Didn't they need to arrange a time, find the media, and then donate?

We had already contacted the media; why isn't this Yugong Group playing by the rules?

Chen Shuisheng hesitated for a moment: "President Fang, should we arrange a time, tomorrow or the day after, to find the media and publicize it?"