[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-my-restarted-life-1992":3,"chapter-my-restarted-life-1992-my-restarted-life-1992-chapter-97":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},2279647,4460,"Chapter 97","my-restarted-life-1992-chapter-97",97,"\u003Cp>Erfei, Changmao, and Juanmao were also shoved into the police car; Zhou Andong waved goodbye: “Bye!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd gradually dispersed, having failed to fully understand the spectacle. Some couldn’t help glancing back at Zhou Andong—just who the hell was this guy?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He actually knew Zhao Jianlong’s bodyguard Langtou, and from his tone, the two were quite close. Though both were scum, since he’d intervened, the three holding banners were saved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who knew that after the police arrived, the situation reversed—clearly favoring the arcade, they moved to take away the three banner-holders. Then, for reasons unknown, the man said something that caused another dramatic reversal, ending in the utterly unexpected: the arcade was shut down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone suddenly realized: Fuck, this guy’s got connections on both sides—what was his name again? Right, Zhou Andong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd dispersed. Zhou Andong stretched, turned around, and saw a large Benz parked across the street, its window rolled down, Zhao Jianlong watching him with a cold, sinister gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong grinned silently, raised his hand, mimed a gun, and softly whispered: “Bang!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The window slowly rolled up, and the Benz vanished around the corner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yao Jun walked over from nearby: “Dongge, that Benz just now—it was Zhao Jianlong, wasn’t it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong said: “Drop the ‘was it.’ It was Zhao Jianlong.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yao Jun said coldly: “Such a big case, and he didn’t even run. When the police catch him, he won’t be out for ten, maybe even twenty years.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong shook his head. If Zhao Jianlong could be brought down so easily, he wouldn’t have lasted until twenty years later before being purged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhao Jianlong isn’t as simple as you think. You can’t expect this one incident to lock him up for ten or twenty years.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yao Jun blinked: “If you can’t get him locked up, then why go through all this trouble?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong smiled: “The arcade is Zhao Jianlong’s biggest income source. Now it’s all shut down—doesn’t that cut off half his life? And he’ll have to pay a huge fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Jianlong returned home, slumped onto the sofa. This whole thing was too strange. Journalists from the People’s Daily wouldn’t suddenly target his arcade without cause—someone must be setting him up, hence this targeted report.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But how did that waste Zhou Andong end up at the arcade’s entrance? Coincidence? Or was he behind this whole thing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he thought about it, Zhao Jianlong shook his head—he found the idea ridiculous. That waste, Zhou Andong? How could he possibly be connected to the People’s Daily? If he had such powerful backing, why would he be stuck in a small distillery, even losing his wife to it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet recalling Zhou Andong’s arrogant smirk when he saw him, a flash of murderous intent crossed Zhao Jianlong’s eyes—he resolved to eliminate that waste, once and for all, so he wouldn’t keep appearing before him, disgusting him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before that, he had to deal with the immediate crisis. Thinking of the arcade’s closure, his chest tightened, aching as if he might vomit blood. That was his money printer—gone now. All his previous investment plans were shelved. His heart ached.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the door opened, and Huo Xing walked in: “Longge!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Huo Xing return, Zhao Jianlong perked up—he was his strategist; without Huo Xing, Zhao Jianlong wouldn’t be where he was today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xingzi, what do we do now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huo Xing said without hesitation: “Abandon the arcade.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What?” Zhao Jianlong couldn’t believe it. Though reluctant, he gritted his teeth: “Fine, abandon it. But the arcade’s involved in gambling and enticing minors—those are serious charges. The police will be knocking on our door soon.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huo Xing said: “I told you to register an entertainment company with the arcade listed as a service—exactly to prepare for this day.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Jianlong didn’t understand: “I’m the owner. Everyone knows the arcade is mine. How can I disassociate myself?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You can,” Huo Xing said. “You’re only a major shareholder. The legal representative is Ma Xiaoguang. You’ve never participated in company management—you had no knowledge of the arcade’s gambling operations.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Jianlong’s eyes lit up. His expression suddenly relaxed. He burst into loud laughter, his face twisting with excitement. Whoever tried to bring me down with this? Dream on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Immediately notify Ma Xiaoguang—he must turn himself in. Also, on my way back, I called to check: there are three troublemakers who supposedly lost everything gambling at the arcade. Tomorrow, go publicly to visit them, comfort them, and compensate them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Jianlong frowned: “Is that necessary?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes,” Huo Xing said. “This incident has destroyed your hard-earned reputation. That’s terrible for our future. As a major shareholder, you must represent the company and visit the victims—it will restore your image and send a message to the city’s bigwigs.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine, I’ll follow your advice,” Zhao Jianlong nodded. “But our future plans are all on hold now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huo Xing smiled: “No. The arcade’s gone, but we still have the nightclub and hotel. Mortgage them for loans. Once we secure the land, we’ll soar.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Jianlong hesitated: “Will houses really become that valuable?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huo Xing said: “Food, clothing, shelter, transportation—these are basic needs. Reform and opening-up are set. Once the people have money, are warm, and are fed—who won’t want spacious, bright homes? I’m certain: real estate will boom. We’ll make a fortune.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be fair, having such foresight at this time, Huo Xing was truly talented. Had he not chosen the wrong master and taken the wrong path, he’d surely have a place on China’s rich list.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back at the distillery, Yao Jun went to Workshop Two. Zhou Andong went to Gu Bing’s office but found no one. After thinking a moment, he went to Jian Qiu’s office on the second floor and knocked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come in!” Jian Qiu’s voice came from inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong pushed the door open. Jian Qiu was examining a frosted, small flat bottle—extremely beautiful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh!” Zhou Andong stepped forward. “Our custom liquor bottle samples are ready?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jian Qiu recognized his voice, her face brightening. She looked up, her eyes glistening as she gazed at Zhou Andong: “Look—so beautiful.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong took it. It was the bottle he’d customized based on Jiang Xiaobai’s 100ml design, meant for the new Youth Series budget liquor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Have the blue-and-white porcelain bottle samples arrived yet?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jian Qiu shook her head: “I called. The first two firings didn’t turn out well. They’re doing the third firing now. They say with the lessons from the first two, this one should be fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jian Qiu chuckled: “They said our requirements are just too high.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong asked: “Did they say how much longer it’ll take?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jian Qiu said: “No estimate. But I think it’ll still take a few days.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ding!” The phone on Jian Qiu’s desk rang. She picked it up. Gu Bing’s excited voice came through: “Hurry to the Technical Department lab—we’ve successfully brewed the new flavor!”\u003C\u002Fp>",1147,"2026-06-20T01:18:49.036Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","9fba8b718b82447ecb541ac6564aa28eed86c8d889c909c76ac504aaf77debb3","my-restarted-life-1992-chapter-98","my-restarted-life-1992-chapter-96",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-restarted-life-1992-cover.jpg"]