Chapter 931: Arduous Task

Zhou Andong understood: "You want me to find a way to buy white sugar in the international market, and I can't buy it at a high price."

"That's exactly what I mean." The old man looked at Zhou Andong, his expression becoming serious. "This is an arduous task. As long as you can accomplish it, you will have performed a great service."

"Whether it's a great service or not doesn't matter." Zhou Andong frowned. "This is really not easy. As long as we acquire it in large quantities, the price will definitely rise."

"That's why I said it's an arduous task." The old man picked up the teacup again and said nothing more.

Zhou Andong's brows furrowed tighter and tighter. Seeing Jian Qiu hugged her arms and paced back and forth on the spot.

Time passed bit by bit. After more than ten minutes, Seeing Jian Qiu stood in front of Zhou Andong.

"We can't handle this matter by ourselves; we must find someone to cooperate with."

Zhou Andong had already smoked several cigarettes in a row, his mouth feeling bitter. He pressed the remaining half of the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray.

"You're right. If we want to do this, we have to find someone to cooperate with. Moreover, not only must we buy the white sugar back, but we also have to make a killing on it."

Man Man Laoyezi Jian's spirits lifted upon hearing this: "Not spending much money, and still able to make money?"

"Yes!" Zhou Andong looked at the old man and suddenly laughed: "Grandpa, if you are interested, you can also invest a little."

The old man became interested: "How do you plan to make money?"

Zhou Andong pondered, his fingers rhythmically tapping the armrest of the sofa: "In the futures market, go long on white sugar."

The old man was tempted, but still somewhat hesitant: "Are you sure?"

Zhou Andong shook his head: "Futures trading carries the highest risk; no one dares to guarantee that they will definitely make money."

The old man stood up, walked to the window, looked at the sky that had already darkened outside, and pondered for a long time.

"Are you not sure at all?"

Zhou Andong tapped his head: "Seventy percent!"

The old man turned around and sat on the chair, took out a pack of cigarettes from the drawer, lit one, and then smoked it puff by puff.

"I can take out 50 million US dollars."

"A bit too little!" Zhou Andong said: "Since we want to eat meat, we have to be willing to invest."

"This 50 million US dollars is the country's money; it can't be any more." The old man laughed: "You eat the meat, and the country will just drink some soup behind you."

Don't look at the old man's high position and heavy power; he didn't dare to move too much foreign exchange either. It would be fine if he made money, but if he lost it, he wouldn't be able to explain it.

"Alright then!" Zhou Andong stood up: "You prepare the money as soon as possible; I'll go find a partner in these next few days."

The old man asked curiously: "Who are you going to find to cooperate with?"

"That 'Sugar King' in Singapore." Zhou Andong said: "Only if he comes forward to buy the raw sugar can we hide it from the public."

The old man's eyes lit up: "Guo Tangwang has deep feelings for our country and strongly supports our reform and opening up."

"Grandpa!" Zhou Andong said: "The passport and visa for Singapore need you to handle them."

"No need to go to Singapore; you go to Xiangjiang." The old man thought for a moment: "I will contact Guo Tangwang personally and let him go to Xiangjiang as well. You meet there, which will also avoid attracting attention."

"Alright!" Zhou Andong agreed: "I'll see when the other party has time, and then I'll go over."

The matter was discussed, and the old man felt as if a thousand-pound burden had been lifted from his heart: "Dongzi, this time it depends on you."

Zhou Andong laughed: "Grandpa, don't worry. Unless I don't want to do it, since I'm doing it, I will try my best to do it well."

The old man walked up to Zhou Andong and patted him heavily on the shoulder: "I think highly of you."

Outside, although Gu Minglan and Zhao Ping were chatting, their ears were always listening to the movement inside the study.

Hearing the old man's laughter from time to time, Zhao Ping's anxious heart finally settled down.

"Second Sister-in-law!" Zhao Ping picked up an apple from the coffee table and took a bite. "Dongzi is truly a good kid. Look at the old man; how many times has he laughed in just this short while? He must be very satisfied with this granddaughter's husband."

Gu Minglan let out a hum, keeping a cold face, but she had already accepted Zhou Andong in her heart; it was just that she couldn't get over her pride.

"I'm a person who keeps my word. Since Zhou Andong has met the requirements, I have to agree even if I don't want to."

"That's right." Zhao Ping crunched on the apple: "Dongzi is so capable; you, as the mother-in-law, also have glory on your face. Even I, as an aunt, am basking in the reflected glory.

The day before yesterday, when I went to work, I told several colleagues in the courtyard that Zhou Andong is my niece's husband. You don't know how envious they were of me. Even the courtyard leaders found me and asked me to talk to Dongzi to get some 'Special Supply' Jiangzhou Yugong Wine."

"That won't do!" Gu Minglan immediately objected: "It's true that Dongzi is the Group Chairman, but the Special Supply Jiangzhou Yugong Wine has a quota; only so much is produced every year. You mustn't agree to that."

"Pfft!" Zhao Ping burst into laughter: "Look, look, saying all those things about Zhou Andong, but in her heart, she still cares for her son-in-law."

"I care for him?" Gu Minglan said stubbornly: "I was caring for my daughter."

Zhao Ping shook her head helplessly: "Just keep being stubborn."

At this moment, the study door opened, and Zhou Andong and Seeing Jian Qiu came out with smiles on their faces.

"Finished talking?" Zhao Ping asked.

"Finished!"

Seeing Jian Qiu answered, sat down beside Gu Minglan, hugged her mother's arm, and rested her head on her shoulder.

"Mom, I want to tell you something."

Gu Minglan became vigilant instantly: "What is it?"

"I've said it, don't get angry." Seeing Jian Qiu gave the 'Old Buddha' a preventive shot first.

Gu Minglan's heart jumped to her throat: "What else could you have that would make me even angrier?"

"Mom!" Seeing Jian Qiu coquettishly shook her mother's arm, "If you don't agree, I won't say it."

"Stop, stop, stop!" Gu Minglan was shaken until she felt dizzy: "If you keep shaking me like this, my bones will be shaken apart. Say it; I won't get angry."

Seeing Jian Qiu looked at her mother's expression uneasily: "Then I'll say it, you must keep your word and not get angry."

"Say it!" Gu Minglan said impatiently: "Why are you so dawdling."

Seeing Jian Qiu looked at Zhou Andong and then whispered: "I have already registered the marriage with Dongzi."

"Registering is registering, this matter has nothing to do with me..." Gu Minglan's words weren't finished when she stood up with a 'whoosh'. "What did you say?"

"Look!" Seeing Jian Qiu pulled Gu Minglan's arm, making her sit back down: "You said you wouldn't get angry, why are you still angry?"

Her daughter had registered a marriage certificate with a man without a sound; how could a mother not be angry?

"Hoo, hoo, hoo..."

Gu Minglan kept exhaling, trying to calm herself down.

And Zhao Ping also looked at Seeing Jian Qiu and Zhou Andong in a daze. These two kids were too bold; how could they be so rash with the major event of marriage?

At this moment, the old man came out of the study.

"What's wrong?" ===== CHAPTER 932 =====