[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-my-restarted-life-1992":3,"chapter-my-restarted-life-1992-my-restarted-life-1992-chapter-976":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},2280526,4460,"Chapter 976: Fortune from Misfortune","my-restarted-life-1992-chapter-976",976,"\u003Cp>Zhou Andong glared at them, furious at Zhou Anlei’s condition, and kicked him again in the ass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When you were a kid, if you’d endured some hardship and trained harder with Grandpa, you wouldn’t have had your legs broken.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enough!” Jian Qiu pulled Zhou Andong aside. “Book a room. Get a shower first. You two are about the same build—give him one of your outfits to wear, then take him out to get a haircut and buy two new sets of clothes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d met Zhou Anlei twice before, but never imagined their third meeting would be under these circumstances—just thinking about it made her want to laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then she remembered his broken legs, and laughing would be inappropriate, so she held it in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll check if there are any rooms left on the 28th floor.” Zhou Andong walked toward the front desk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The front desk girl saw Zhou Andong approaching, quickly adjusted her blouse and straightened her collar, greeting him with overflowing enthusiasm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hello, Mr. Zhou, how may I assist you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hi!” Zhou Andong asked, “Are there any rooms left on the 28th floor?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The front desk girl smiled. “Floors 28 and 29 are temporarily closed to the public. If you need one, you can apply through the event organizers.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you!” Zhou Andong thanked her, turned back, and kicked Zhou Anlei in the ass again. “Come with me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Zhou Andong walk away without a second glance, the front desk girl sighed in disappointment, touching her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Am I not pretty?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another girl burst out laughing. “You’re daydreaming again—didn’t you see the woman beside Mr. Zhou?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I saw!” The front desk girl tossed her head proudly. “So what? She’s prettier than me, but which man doesn’t like a little cheating? What if Mr. Zhou takes a fancy to me? Then I won’t have to stand here every day, swallowing other people’s contempt.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Get real!” The other girl snorted. “Even if Mr. Zhou did cheat, he wouldn’t look at us.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Zhou Andong had heard their conversation, he’d have marveled—Yangcheng truly was the vanguard of reform and opening-up; even these girls were so bold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the 28th floor, Zhou Andong spotted Cao Li standing outside the room door. She must’ve knocked and gotten no answer, realized they hadn’t returned, and was waiting there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr. Zhou, Ms. Jian, Factory Director Wu, Mr. Zhang—the banquet starts in half an hour. Let me take you to the venue.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Cao Li spoke, her eyes drifted to Zhou Anlei, wondering inwardly how he’d gone out and come back with a beggar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Miss Cao, are there any rooms left on this floor?” Zhou Andong pointed at Zhou Anlei. “This is my cousin. He came to Yangcheng a year ago, had some trouble, and ended up like this. We happened to run into him today, so I brought him back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There are!” Cao Li understood, reached into her bag, and pulled out a key card. “Room 2831 is empty.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong took the key card and kicked Zhou Anlei again. “Move!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll go get him clothes.” Jian Qiu opened the room door. “Miss Cao, come in and wait a bit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Okay!” Cao Li knew they wouldn’t make it to the banquet hall anytime soon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Shenghui said, “We’ll rest in our room. Let us know when you’re ready to leave.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Room 2831, Zhou Andong opened the door. “Get in and shower. We’ll eat soon.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the past, being kicked all the way would’ve made him jump up and curse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, this guy had no temper at all—he just grinned whenever Zhou Andong kicked him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Probably, over the past year, society’s beatings taught him how to behave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a luxury suite. Zhou Andong shut the bathroom door, walked into the living room, turned on the TV with the remote, and lit a cigarette.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Jian Qiu came in with clothes, tossed them on the sofa. “Put these on. After dinner, we’ll take him for a haircut and new clothes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jian Qiu didn’t stay—Cao Li was still in her room; she couldn’t leave her alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After about twenty minutes of showering, Zhou Anlei stepped out wrapped in a towel, drying himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong pointed at the clothes on the sofa. “Put them on. The underwear’s brand new.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Anlei silently dressed, wanting to say something but unable to speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Say nothing. No matter how much we fight or how badly we treat each other at home, we won’t let outsiders bully us.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong crushed his cigarette in the ashtray, stood up, and patted Zhou Anlei’s shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aren’t you the one who used to worry I’d get cheated?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Anlei smiled, his eyes suddenly reddened, then he turned away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m hungry. Let’s eat.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s go!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong stared at Zhou Anlei’s waist-length hair and sighed helplessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luckily, in this era, there were plenty of artsy types and musicians who liked long hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, with Zhou Anlei’s appearance, Zhou Andong didn’t know if he’d have the courage to walk beside this idiot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Once I finish what I need to do here, I’ll take you to the hospital for a checkup. See if your legs can be treated.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No!” Zhou Anlei shook his head. “Leave it. It’s not that bad. It reminds me every day that outside my family, no one will coddle me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong tilted his head, glanced at Zhou Anlei, then suddenly smiled. “Looks like this past year really taught you a lot. You’ve turned misfortune into fortune.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Passing by Wu Hongkang and Zhang Shenghui’s room, Zhou Andong raised his fist and pounded twice hard on the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Can you knock more gently? Is that how you knock?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Shenghui’s annoyed voice came from inside—he knew it was Zhou Andong without asking, since no one else would do this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong knocked again on his own door. “We’re leaving!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, Zhang Shenghui, Wu Hongkang, Jian Qiu, and Cao Li emerged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Shenghui sized up Zhou Anlei and grinned. “Give me back my yuan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Anlei froze, then blushed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I… don’t have money now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ask Zhou Andong for it.” Zhang Shenghui challenged him with a cocky chin lift. “Will you pay up?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Can you even be a little dignified?” Zhou Andong laughed. “In a moment, at the banquet, I’ll find someone to settle this. The CEO of Qinchi, giving away a yuan and now regretting it—trying to get it back?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine, you win,” Zhang Shenghui gritted his teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though it was a joke, with so many people around, rumors could twist and spread—and he’d be the one suffering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plus, he was certain that if he said another word, Zhou Andong would broadcast it everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Hongkang shook his head helplessly, muttering under his breath: “Why do you goad him?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The group arrived at the banquet hall on the second floor. Since it gathered entrepreneurs from the three regions, the banquet blended Chinese and Western styles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The massive hall had long tables lining both sides, laden with Western dishes—steak, grilled meat, lobster, abalone, cake, hamburgers—and plenty of Chinese stir-fries, covering all eight major regional cuisines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hall was crowded—not just the forum’s entrepreneurs, but also their attendants and relatives who’d come along for tourism.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr. Zhou!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Zhou Andong entered, many turned to look, and someone called out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following the voice, he saw Lian Xiangzhi walking over, holding a glass of red wine, smiling broadly.\u003C\u002Fp>",1229,"2026-06-20T01:18:52.456Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","acb8286071f600f9ab22188d95a4251bfaea3fc02cb23d4de2773644350cc7f0","my-restarted-life-1992-chapter-977","my-restarted-life-1992-chapter-975",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-restarted-life-1992-cover.jpg"]