Chapter 958: They Must Be Jealous of Me

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Wu Hongkang and Zhang Shenghui were so angry that they gritted their teeth. Won't you die if you don't act cool?

The two wanted to get up and leave, this conversation couldn't go on.

Wait, both of their butts were already off the seat, and then they sat back down again.

Mainly because they were angered by the cool-acting Zhou Andong, and the words said before were directly ignored.

"You... what did you say?" Wu Hongkang looked at Zhou Andong in disbelief, his speech a bit slurred.

Zhang Shenghui was also looking at Zhou Andong, his eyes looking very scary.

Zhou Andong took a puff of his cigarette, then reached out to pick up the ashtray on the coffee table, and put it on his thigh.

"I said, a while ago, I donated 20 million US dollars to the Central Academy of Fine Arts. This time I have to make it up in the futures market, and earn a few times more interest, otherwise it's too much of a loss."

Wu Hongkang and Zhang Shenghui looked at each other, speechless for a long time.

"Do you think I have a problem with my brain, donating 20 million US dollars all at once."

Zhou Andong flicked the ash, and then sighed.

"Sigh, no way, I, Zhou, have always been worried about the country and the people. Especially for the education of our country, I, Zhou, will never be stingy with yellow and white things.

As the saying goes, a hundred-year plan, education comes first. Although I am still just an unsuccessful entrepreneur, I cannot forget the country's worries, and the responsibilities I should take must be taken."

"Damn!"

Zhang Shenghui cursed in his heart, the more you speak, the more you act cool, and Zhou "Yin" (insidious) is more like it. The words sound really nice, but who doesn't know who?

You, Zhou Andong, have always been one who doesn't get up early without profit. You donated 20 million US dollars, if you don't get 40 million US dollars back, twist my head off, I won't believe it.

Even the good-natured Wu Hongkang was so angry that he rolled his eyes, and got up and left without any nostalgia.

After leaving the room, he could still vaguely hear Old Wu curse: "Not a good son!"

Zhou Andong looked at Seeing Jian Qiu innocently: "Are they jealous of me?"

Zhou Andong was acting cool, Seeing Jian Qiu was watching Wu Hongkang and Zhang Shenghui's reactions from the side. By this time, she didn't need to hold it in anymore, and laughed loudly without any image.

Zhou Andong blinked, and then laughed too.

………………

Beijing, there are two foreigners right now, holding a micro-video camera and a camera, wandering around the streets. Although they are driving, they are also full of fatigue.

"Fuck you!"

A foreigner with a full beard, looking very fierce, cursed fiercely.

"How come they all disappeared?"

Another one looked relatively young, with a very stable mood, but from the tightly furrowed brows, it could be seen that his mood at the moment was also not beautiful.

"Did they notice something?"

"Impossible!" The bearded man said excitedly: "China is determined to win the Olympic bid and is already preparing to celebrate, how can it be canceled just like that?"

These two guys spoke Chinese very well. If you don't look at their faces, just listen to them speak, no one would think they are foreigners.

The young foreigner stepped on the brake, parked the car on the side of the road, and then pushed the car door and got down.

"Yesterday there were banners here wishing for the success of the Olympic bid, today they are gone."

The bearded man also got out of the car, kicked the tree on the side of the road with a very unhappy mood.

These two guys are resident reporters

But after receiving the order, they didn't immediately start filming; instead, they went to a bar and then brought two women back home.

They didn't wake up until noon today, followed by another round of intense activity. Once they cleaned up, finished eating, and went out, they discovered that the banners and fresh flowers that had filled the streets yesterday were all gone.

"Let's go, let's go look elsewhere."

The two got back in the car and wandered around until late at night, but they didn't see the previous banners. As for the fresh flowers, they did see quite a few, likely because there hadn't been time to clear them away, but what could fresh flowers prove?

The two returned to their rented house and sat on the sofa, speechless.

Of course, they knew why the BOSS had asked them to film China celebrating its successful Olympic bid.

It was to wait for China's bid to fail, so they could report on it and mock it, making China the laughingstock of the world.

But they had botched the job. If the BOSS found out that they hadn't executed the order immediately but instead went out drinking and then found women, not emerging until the next evening, getting scolded would be the least of their worries—they might even get fired.

Yet they couldn't have imagined that China had already been preparing to celebrate, and had almost finished preparations, so why did everything suddenly get pulled?

"What do we do?" the bearded man asked, looking a bit wilted.

The young foreigner sighed: "If the BOSS just scolds us, then we'll continue being reporters. If we get fired, I'll still stay in this country."

The bearded man was stunned: "Why stay here if we get fired?"

The young foreigner said: "China is undergoing reform and opening up, and the market is opening up in an orderly fashion. I plan to get some things from the US that China doesn't have to sell. Perhaps I will become the second Bill Gates."

The bearded man thought for a moment, and his eyes gradually brightened: "Bauer, this idea of yours is great. I think we can try it."

Hearing the bearded man's approval, the young foreigner's spirits lifted: "You think this idea is great too?"

"Of course!" The bearded man stood up abruptly: "China has a shortage of supplies, especially electronic products. We will definitely be able to make a fortune."

The more he thought about it, the more excited the bearded man became, pacing back and forth in place, "I think we don't need the BOSS to fire us; we can resign voluntarily."

The young foreigner looked at the bearded man in astonishment. I was just stating the worst-case scenario; I hadn't thought about resigning voluntarily to do business.

However, he had been here for three or four years, having just gone through the most important years, and he had seen China's changes with his own eyes.

So the bearded man's words still made him feel a bit tempted. It was just that resigning required courage; after all, in the US, jobs weren't that easy to find, especially such good jobs.

"Let me consider it!"

The bearded man nodded: "Alright, you consider it."

The next day, the young foreigner still hadn't made up his mind. But when he and the bearded man arrived at the office and were called in by the BOSS for questioning, they were fired, as expected.

In the following time, Zhou Andong was so busy he couldn't catch his breath, and in the blink of an eye, it was September 23rd.

Late that night, Seeing Jian Qiu kept watching the television, and Zhou Andong lay on the bed, saying helplessly: "Go to sleep, it's impossible to succeed."

Seeing Jian Qiu shook her head: "I believe it will succeed, and it will definitely succeed."

At this moment, not just Seeing Jian Qiu, but many Chinese people were guarding their television sets, and they also believed that it would definitely succeed.