Chapter 972

Jian Qiu smiled; Guo Qizheng calling at this time, there was no need to ask to know that the negotiations in Brazil had been successful.

"Guo Lao, the contract in Brazil has been signed, right?"

"Signed!" Guo Qizheng couldn't help but laugh happily: "I didn't fail the mission, and the news that China is short of raw sugar has already been spread. Within three days, the price of raw sugar will soar; you need to be prepared."

"Understood!" Jian Qiu said gratefully: "Thank you for your hard work, Guo Lao."

"It's not hard work!" Guo Qizheng said: "When the country is in need, I am very happy to be able to contribute to the country."

The two chatted for a while before hanging up the phone, and Jian Qiu leaned against the bathroom door frame.

"The Brazilian contract is signed; the international price of raw sugar will soar within three days."

Zhou Andong was taking a shower, and hearing Jian Qiu's words, he turned off the showerhead and wiped his face with his hand.

"Notify Xiangjiang and the UK; don't be in a hurry to sell."

Jian Qiu hesitated and said: "The capital we invested is too large; if we don't sell early, by the time it rises to the highest point, we might not be able to finish selling."

Zhou Andong smiled: "Don't underestimate the greed of those capitalists; just watch, the price of raw sugar will rise to a height you can't imagine."

Jian Qiu nodded: "Alright, I'll notify them right now."

Zhou Andong turned the showerhead back on and continued to shower.

He was almost finished washing when Jian Qiu came in.

The bathroom was filled with mist, and amidst the rushing sound of water, singing could be faintly heard, like a sparrow whispering in the wind, or like a summer cicada courting, the melodious chirping exuding an irresistible attraction...

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October 4, 1993, the 19th day of the 8th lunar month, Monday!

Zhou Andong and Jian Qiu, along with Wu Hongkang and Zhang Shenghui, walked out of Yangcheng Airport.

There weren't many people outside; after all, in this era, those who could afford to fly were still in the minority.

As soon as they came out, they saw a young man holding a sign with their names written on it.

"There they are."

No sooner had Wu Hongkang finished speaking than a very beautiful girl wearing a professional lady's suit and a hair bun walked over quickly.

This girl's name was Cao Li, and she was responsible for receiving guests at the Entrepreneur Forum. As soon as Zhou Andong came out, she recognized him.

"Director Zhou, hello, my name is Cao Li, and I am a receptionist for the conference."

Zhou Andong shook hands with the girl: "Sorry to trouble you."

"It's no trouble; this is my job."

Cao Li also shook hands and greeted Jian Qiu, Wu Hongkang, and Zhang Shenghui: "Director Jian, Factory Manager Wu, Zhang Zong, hello."

Obviously, she had read the information on Jian Qiu, Wu Hongkang, and Zhang Shenghui. It's just that these three people weren't as famous as Zhou Andong, so they weren't recognized immediately.

"The car is over there, follow me!"

Several people got into the car and headed straight for the Garden Hotel.

The hotel was located on Huanshi East Road, and the car stopped at the hotel entrance.

Several people got out of the car and, led by Cao Li, took the elevator to the 28th floor.

"Director Zhou, Factory Manager Wu, Zhang Zong, your rooms are 2818, 2819, and 2820!"

Cao Li took the keys, opened the rooms, and then gave the keys to the three of them.

"At 5:00 PM, a banquet will be held in the second-floor banquet hall."

As she spoke, Cao Li took out three badges from her bag with the names Zhou Andong, Wu Hongkang, Zhang Shenghui, and Jian Qiu written on them.

Zhou Andong took the badges into his hands: "Is this all I need?"

"Yes!" Cao Li nodded: "You rest first; I will come to call you at 4:40 PM."

"Alright!" Zhou Andong agreed and said to Wu Hongkang and Zhang Shenghui: "Are you going to rest, or go out for a stroll?"

Wu Hongkang said: "What time is it? Let's go out for a stroll; the last time I came to Yangcheng was two years ago."

"I only came to Yangcheng a few months ago, but I didn't have time to stroll around either," Zhang Shenghui said: "Let's take this opportunity to stroll around."

"Alright!" Zhou Andong took his luggage into the room: "Pack up, we'll leave in half an hour."

Entering the room, it was very large and was a suite, with a bedroom inside and a living room outside, the entire space being over fifty square meters.

"Not bad, Yangcheng is quite sincere." Zhou Andong took out a cigarette and lit it, walked to the window, and opened the curtains with a 'whoosh'.

Jian Qiu opened the suitcase, took out the clothes inside, and then opened the wardrobe and hung them on hangers.

"This Entrepreneur Forum is organized and prepared by the province, and the specifications are very high; the Secretary and the Governor will both attend."

After packing, Jian Qiu went to the bathroom to wash her face: "Aren't you going to wash up?"

"No!" Zhou Andong pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray and checked the time; it was about time: "Let's go!"

"Wait a moment!" Jian Qiu found her cosmetics, applied a little to her face, and wiped it.

"Tap, tap, tap..."

At this moment, the door was knocked, and Zhou Andong opened the door to find Wu Hongkang and Zhang Shenghui.

"Are you done?"

"Done." Jian Qiu picked up her bag: "Let's go!"

The four people left the hotel without any destination, just strolling around everywhere.

Jian Qiu pointed ahead: "There's a shopping mall over there; let's go over and take a look."

The scale of the mall was not small, and the foot traffic was very large.

Outside the mall, they were selling everything, and the most common were shoe shiners, and the ones with the best business were also shoe shiners.

There were ten or twenty of them, sitting on small stools, with a small wooden box and a chair in front of them.

Wu Hongkang looked at the dust on his leather shoes and said with a smile: "You go stroll around the mall; I'll get my shoes shined."

Zhang Shenghui waved his hand: "I'll get my shoes shined too; you two go ahead."

"Alright!" Zhou Andong smiled: "Wait for us here after you're done; we'll be out very soon."

Zhou Andong and Jian Qiu entered the mall, and Wu Hongkang and Zhang Shenghui sat down next to each other.

"How much to shine shoes?"

"One yuan!"

The shoe shiner was a middle-aged woman who took a small spray bottle, and not knowing if it was water or something else inside, she sprayed the shoes a bunch of times.

Just at this moment, a small aluminum basin was extended in front of Wu Hongkang, with a few coins inside, clinking back and forth.

"Boss, have a heart, give me some money; I wish you good luck every day and great wealth every year."

Wu Hongkang was stunned, and looking back, it was a young man whose clothes and pants were already dirty beyond recognition, his hair very long, and not knowing how long it had been since he washed it, sticking together in strands.

The middle-aged woman glared and scolded: "Get lost, don't disturb my business."

Although the guy begging for money was disheveled, he didn't look old, and his temper wasn't small either.

"Hag, this isn't your place; you do your business, I do my business, none of your damn business."

Seeing that the woman was about to scold again, Wu Hongkang was afraid they would start fighting, so he hurriedly took out a yuan from his pocket and put it in the small basin.

"Thank you, Boss!"

This guy even bowed to Wu Hongkang, and then held the small basin in front of Zhang Shenghui.

"Boss, have a heart, I wish you good luck every day and great wealth every year."

Zhang Shenghui very readily took out a yuan and threw it into the basin, and even teased: "Young man, your business is good; no capital needed. When I can't afford to eat, I'll do business with you."

This guy let out a 'heh heh' laugh, didn't say anything, and limped forward.

Wu Hongkang and Zhang Shenghui finished shining their shoes and squatted at the mall entrance smoking two cigarettes before Zhou Andong and Jian Qiu came out.

"Wait a moment, we'll get our shoes shined too."

Zhou Andong and Jian Qiu sat down next to each other, and at this moment, they heard someone shouting not far away.

"Boss, have a heart, give me some money; I wish you good luck every day and great wealth every year."

"Hmm?"

Zhou Andong looked over suspiciously; why did this voice sound so familiar?