Chapter 960

"Finished drinking!" Gu Minglan picked up the baby bottle, the little girl smacked her lips, turned over, and became completely quiet, fast asleep.

Gu Minglan lowered her head and kissed the little girl on the face, the tenderness in her eyes so thick it couldn't be melted away.

Jian Zhengxue lowered his head to kiss her too, but was grabbed by the shoulders by Gu Minglan and pulled out of the bedroom.

"You woke the child up, you coax her if she cries!"

Jian Zhengxue said very dissatisfied: "Then why can you kiss her?"

Gu Minglan snorted: "I can coax her if she cries, but if you make her cry, can you coax her?"

Jian Zhengxue was immediately deflated: "Fine, fine, fine, whatever you say is right."

Gu Minglan washed the bottle clean and put it in the kitchen: "I'm going to sleep."

"Wait!" Jian Zhengxue said: "I have time on National Day, let's go back to Beijing to meet Zhou Andong's parents."

Gu Minglan said: "Dongzi and Qiuqiu went to Xiangjiang, but he said he would come back on the 11th to attend an entrepreneur forum in Yangcheng. Call him tomorrow and ask him if he can spare the time to go back to Beijing."

Jian Zhengxue nodded. On the first, Gu Minglan had told him about Su Su's background and Zhou Andong's affairs.

While lamenting the tragic fate of Su Su's mother, he was shocked that Zhou Andong had earned 20 million US dollars abroad.

And after the shock, there was a burst of pride in his heart; he is worthy of being my son-in-law, Jian Zhengxue.

Of course, Zhou Andong being able to handle his mother-in-law also made him feel completely relaxed.

Otherwise, if his wife found out that he was secretly supporting Zhou Andong and Qiuqiu being together, it certainly wouldn't end well.

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The next day, Zhou Andong received a call from Gu Minglan in the country.

"Do you have time to return to Beijing on the 11th? Your father and I will also go back."

"What date?" Zhou Andong leaned against the head of the bed and found a cigarette to light.

Gu Minglan said: "The 2nd or 3rd are both fine, it depends on your schedule."

"That's no problem." Zhou Andong held the cigarette in his mouth, hugging Qiuqiu who was lying on his chest eavesdropping, "That entrepreneur forum is on the 5th. I'll return to Beijing on the 1st, prepare on the 2nd, and meet on the 3rd."

"Okay!" Gu Minglan agreed: "How are things there? Is it going smoothly?"

"Everything is proceeding according to plan."

Zhou Andong felt a tongue licking back and forth on his chest, which made him feel so ticklish he couldn't stand it, and he pressed down on Seeing Jian Qiu's head.

"Don't worry, there won't be any problems."

"Then that's it." Gu Minglan said: "I'm still cooking for the child."

Before Zhou Andong could speak again, the busy signal came from the receiver.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Andong put down the phone and stared fiercely at Seeing Jian Qiu, "If you keep doing this, I'm going to commit a crime."

Seeing Jian Qiu stuck out her tongue, licked her sexy lips, then raised her long, straight leg high, and cast a flirtatious glance at Zhou Andong.

"Alright, then commit a crime and let me see."

Zhou Andong was as good as his word, threw the cigarette into the ashtray, and like a fierce tiger descending a mountain, pounced on Seeing Jian Qiu.

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It was already past ten in the morning, and Zhou Andong patted Seeing Jian Qiu's bouncy buttocks.

"Get up, it's already past ten."

Seeing Jian Qiu lazily hugged Zhou Andong's neck: "Carry me to take a bath."

"Sigh!" Zhou Andong sighed, picked up Seeing Jian Qiu, jumped off the bed, and entered the bathroom.

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September 25, 1993, the 10th day of the 8th lunar month, Saturday!

Whether they were civil servants, students, workers, or personnel in other industries.

After getting off work at noon, everyone flooded the newsstands on the streets and corners, and this scene was happening all over the country.

Because today was the day for the Very Cola lottery, and newspapers in all provinces and cities across the country would publish the winning numbers.

Beijing!

Jiang Yuyue had been very busy these past few days because she had been invited to participate in this year's National Day gala to sing that song, "Good Days."

She had been invited to the Spring Festival Gala last year, but she had refused for various reasons.

She had agreed to this National Day gala, and she was even bringing the company's newcomers to sing "Good Days" together.

Ma Xiaotong knocked on the door and entered the office, carrying a plastic bag in her hand, which contained half a bag of Very Cola bottle caps.

"Let's go, let's go buy newspapers to redeem the prizes!"

"Okay!"

Jiang Yuyue pulled open her desk drawer and also took out a plastic bag, which was even more exaggerated than Ma Xiaotong's—a whole bag full.

The two carried the bags out of the company. As they walked, Ma Xiaotong suddenly laughed and held up the bag in her hand.

"Don't you think we look a bit silly carrying two big bags like this?"

Jiang Yuyue nodded and said very seriously: "Indeed, what if we win a small car and get targeted by criminals? How dangerous that would be."

Ma Xiaotong was stunned, then immediately laughed out loud, disregarding her image.

"Yuyue, how come I just realized you actually have such a sense of humor."

Jiang Yuyue also burst into laughter: "It's all because of you, carrying a bag to find me, that's why I was led astray by you."

"Let's go!" Ma Xiaotong laughed and hugged Jiang Yuyue's arm: "If we go late, what if the newspapers are sold out?"

The two walked toward the familiar newsstand at the intersection. When they turned the corner, they saw a long line already forming in front of that newsstand.

"My god, why are there so many people."

Ma Xiaotong opened her mouth wide and stopped in her tracks.

Jiang Yuyue pulled Ma Xiaotong and ran over quickly: "Hurry up, if we're late and they're sold out, we'll have to run even further away to buy them, and we might not even be able to buy them at all."

The newsstand owner was overjoyed. The newspapers publishing the Very Cola winning numbers included the Daily, the Evening News, and the Youth Daily.

Because of his foresight, he had ordered fifty more copies of each newspaper than usual, otherwise, they really wouldn't have been enough to sell today.

"Phew!"

It was finally Jiang Yuyue and Ma Xiaotong's turn. The two bought one copy each and then carried their bags back to the company.

The two sat in the office, facing each other, found the winning numbers, and began to compare the numbers on the bottle caps one by one.

"Oh my, I won a rice cooker."

Just after picking up the third bottle cap, Ma Xiaotong shouted excitedly.

Jiang Yuyue said: "You're so happy just winning a rice cooker? If you really win a small car in a while, won't you fly away?"

"What do you know." Ma Xiaotong said proudly: "Winning a prize so quickly is a good omen. This time I will definitely win a big prize. Even if I don't win a small car, I can win a motorcycle."

"Good!" Jiang Yuyue said with a smile: "Then I wish you a flying start and winning a big prize."

"Alright!" Ma Xiaotong shouted: "Just you wait and see."

But after they had finished comparing all the numbers, Ma Xiaotong had only won a rice cooker, and Jiang Yuyue was even more miserable—she had nothing.

"Sigh!"

Jiang Yuyue sighed: "My luck doesn't seem to be very good."

Ma Xiaotong also shook her head dejectedly: "Keep buying, I don't believe I won't win."

"Xiaotong, Yang Xiaoju also bought a bottle back then, didn't you copy down the number on the bottle cap? Find it and see if it won."

Jiang Yuyue remembered and mentioned it. Ma Xiaotong didn't hold out much hope, but she found a slip of paper in the bag with a string of numbers written on it.

She glanced at it casually, then looked again, and then her expression changed. Her body gradually sat up straight, and the hand holding the slip of paper was trembling a little.