[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-my-restarted-life-1992":3,"chapter-my-restarted-life-1992-my-restarted-life-1992-chapter-940":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","My Restarted Life: 1992",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2280490,4460,"Chapter 940: Beware, Tang Xin","my-restarted-life-1992-chapter-940",940,"\u003Cp>“Impossible!” Zhang Shenghui declared solemnly: “I, Zhang Shenghui, always keep my word. You may not believe me, but you cannot insult my integrity.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Integrity?” Zhou Andong sneered: “That thing? Only Old Wu even comes close to having it. Do either of us have it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jian Qiu smiled and said: “Didn’t expect you to have some self-awareness.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A person’s value lies in self-awareness,” Zhou Andong glanced disdainfully at Zhang Shenghui. “Some people don’t even have that—they not only lack self-awareness, but also keep slapping gold leaf on their own faces.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh!” Wu Hongkang beamed at the praise: “To be recognized by Boss Zhou like this—I must have a sip to celebrate.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He picked up the bottle and took a drink himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I give you a candy, and you forget your own name?” Zhang Shenghui sneered: “Beware, Tang Xin’er is poisonous.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Look at you!” Zhou Andong gestured vaguely at Zhang Shenghui: “You’re full of paranoid delusions. I treat you with sincerity, yet you always hurt me without mercy. Tell me, can we even keep being friends?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong and Zhang Shenghui traded barbs like needles against sharp points; Wu Hongkang occasionally eased the tension, while Jian Qiu sat nearby, smiling as she opened new bottles whenever either of them finished theirs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unnoticed, the bar grew busier; Zhou Andong checked his watch—it was nearly five, yet Jian Mingfan still hadn’t returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright!” Wu Hongkang stood up: “I’ve got a pile of work waiting. You two drink on—I’m leaving.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m leaving too!” Zhang Shenghui rose. “I’ve got nothing to talk about with him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong waved him off dismissively: “Go, go. Seeing you gives me a headache.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Shenghui snorted back: “You think I enjoy seeing you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Hongkang shook his head helplessly and pulled Zhang Shenghui out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two left the bar and got into Wu Hongkang’s car.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But they didn’t drive off right away—instead, they lit cigarettes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Shenghui’s expression turned serious: “Old Wu, what do you think?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Hongkang rolled down the window and exhaled smoke: “I think it’s still doable.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fortune favors the bold—the greater the risk, the greater the reward,” Zhang Shenghui nodded. “Besides, Zhou Andong is too cunning—he wouldn’t act unless he was certain.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most importantly, the state entrusted him with such a critical task—that’s recognition of his ability. Such an opportunity won’t come again. We have no reason not to join.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Hongkang turned the key to start the car: “How much are you planning to invest?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Shenghui didn’t answer. Instead, he asked: “How much are you putting in?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Hongkang thought for a moment: “Five million U.S. dollars is too little to matter. More than that would be hard to get. If we can truly double our money and keep three million, it’ll solve a lot of problems.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Shenghui lowered his head, smoking silently for a long while before saying: “Five million is still too little. If we’re going to do this, we go all in—I’m putting in ten million.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Hongkang exclaimed in surprise: “You can get ten million in foreign exchange?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Shenghui looked up: “Drive me back to the Beijing office. I’ll go straight there, and tomorrow morning I’ll go to the city to see the leaders—even if I have to beg on my knees, I’ll get those ten million U.S. dollars.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Hongkang said nothing. He drove Zhang Shenghui to the Beijing office first, then returned to the factory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The workers had already clocked out; the old gatekeeper was puzzled to see the factory director arriving so late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Director, why are you here so late?” the old man eagerly opened the gate and called through the car window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Hongkang waved him off, drove the car under the factory office building, and went upstairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He entered his office, slumped into his chair, and lit cigarette after cigarette.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The office, originally spacious, quickly filled with smoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More than half an hour passed before Wu Hongkang crushed the last half-smoked cigarette in the ashtray, stood up, opened the window, and took a deep breath of fresh air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he checked the time, turned, walked to the front of the office, picked up the phone, and dialed the home number of Qin Haimin, director of the Municipal Light Industry Bureau. Soon, a woman’s voice came through the receiver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hello!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sister, this is Old Wu from Hongxing Distillery. Is Director Qin home?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman replied: “He just got back. I’ll call him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No need,” Wu Hongkang said. “I have something important to tell him—I’m coming over to your house now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman laughed: “You haven’t eaten yet, have you? Perfect—come over, let Old Qin have a drink with you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright!” Wu Hongkang said. “I’ll bring two bottles of liquor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who is it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man’s voice came faintly through the receiver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the woman said: “It’s Old Wu from Hongxing. He says he has something important to discuss with you. He hasn’t eaten—I told him to come over and have a drink with you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately came the man’s laugh: “He’s never got anything good to ask me. When he wants something, it’s always trouble. And now he wants me to drink with him? Dream on.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman said: “He said he’s bringing two bottles of liquor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then fine!” the man said without hesitation: “If he’s bringing liquor, I’ll give him the courtesy and have a drink with him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Hongkang laughed heartily: “Then it’s settled—I’m on my way now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>………………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Haimin sat on the sofa reading the newspaper. When his wife hung up the phone, he said: “That Old Wu—he never thinks of me for good things. Whenever he thinks of me, it’s always trouble.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then don’t let him come,” his wife Bai Min chuckled, turning toward the kitchen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Haimin grunted: “If I don’t let him come today, he’ll block my office door tomorrow.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Min was busy in the kitchen. When the dishes were ready and placed on the table, someone knocked at the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve got perfect timing,” Qin Haimin said as he opened the door and saw Wu Hongkang standing outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I timed it just right,” Wu Hongkang stepped in, placing two bottles of Erguotou on the table. “Oh wow, braised chicken? Lucky day.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I brought these back from my mother’s house a few days ago,” Bai Min set out the chairs. “Come, come, eat before it gets cold.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Hongkang looked around: “Where’s Xiao Miao? Not home?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“School’s starting soon,” Bai Min opened a bottle of Erguotou and poured wine into two cups. “She went out shopping with friends at noon and hasn’t come back yet—probably ate out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s eat. Don’t worry about him,” Qin Haimin picked up his cup. “It’s not easy to drink liquor brought by Old Wu. Today, we’ll drink plenty.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They finished one bottle of Erguotou without flushing or panting. After dinner, they went into the study.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Haimin handed Wu Hongkang a cigarette: “You’ve had your drink, eaten your meal—now tell me, what do you want?”\u003C\u002Fp>",1162,"2026-06-20T01:18:52.456Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","93eab9f08f815d2d7985625955d4e34ef4809497e455bb935e778eef4d542ebe","my-restarted-life-1992-chapter-941","my-restarted-life-1992-chapter-939",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-restarted-life-1992-cover.jpg"]