Returning wealthy individuals develop their hometowns and become rich in the 1980s

Chen Dong and his group shopped until after 10 p.m. before returning to the Xiangjiang International Hotel. After showering, Chen Dong was drying his hair with a towel in his pajamas when his mobile phone on the bedside table rang. Chen Dong picked it up and answered, "Who is this?"

"Is this Ah Dong? I am Quan Daoli, the covenant of the Hong Kong branch. I even had a meal with you when you and your grandfather came to Hong Kong back then."

"Oh, it's Uncle Quan. It's so late, what's the matter?"

Chen Dong vaguely remembered that there was such a person. He didn't know much about the personnel at the Hong Kong branch, so he just gave a few perfunctory words.

"Ah Dong, you've come to Hong Kong, why didn't you tell us? We could have done our duty as hosts. Do you have time tomorrow? I'd like to invite some of your grandfather's old friends over for morning tea!"

Chen Dong glanced at his son playing with toy cars with Xiao Rongguo on the bed, walked to the French windows, looked at the night view of Hong Kong, and said with a smile, "Uncle Quan, did someone ask you to ask me out?"

"Ah Dong, we're all brothers in the Hung Society. It's just a small matter, we can talk it out. Ah Qiang's henchman, Snake Min, I heard that he scratched your car in Central tonight. He was furious when he found out and has already taught those gangsters a lesson."

"He asked me to invite you out for morning tea at Hong Fu Lou restaurant. We'll set up a dozen tables and have a celebratory feast to apologize to you in person!"

Chen Dong smiled and said, "Alright, see you for morning tea tomorrow. Bye, Uncle Quan."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Dong casually placed his mobile phone on the coffee table and picked up a towel to continue drying his wet hair. Just then, Zhang Yi came out after showering and, seeing Chen Dong had just finished the call, asked, "Who called?"

"Someone invited me to have morning tea tomorrow. Are you going?" Chen Dong walked over with a smile, hugged Zhang Yi from behind, and smelled the fragrance in her hair.

"I've made plans with my aunt to go to Tsim Sha Tsui tomorrow, you can go by yourself," Zhang Yi said with a smile, kissing Chen Dong. The two of them hugged each other and watched the two little kids playing on the bed.

"Jimmy, take your little brother inside to sleep," Chen Dong began to shoo him away. Zhang Yi chuckled and sat down on the edge of the bed, starting to spread out a blanket.

"But I'm not sleepy yet," said Xiao Chenhui, still full of energy. He couldn't fall asleep when his dad called him to go to bed.

"Children shouldn't go to bed later than 10 o'clock," Chen Dong said, picking up his watch from the bedside table and showing it to Xiao Chenhui. "It's already 10:10. You should go to sleep now. Take your brother inside and sleep."

"Ha! But I'm really not sleepy!"

"No! You're sleepy, sweetie, go to bed!"

"Adults are so strange, always forcing kids to go to bed early, ugh!"

Xiao Chenhui reluctantly walked into the small room next to the master bedroom, and Xiao Rongguo, carrying a toy car, followed behind his brother with his short legs.

Zhang Yi giggled, her hands supporting her behind her back, revealing her perfect curves. Chen Dong pulled on the thin string of her nightgown, instantly creating an alluring atmosphere in the master bedroom...

This part is too exciting, I won't show it to you! Hehe!

A night of wind and rain, the rain pattering on the banana leaves, only just stopped!

Early in the morning, Chen Dong got up and went to the treadmill. After jogging for more than ten minutes, he went into the bathroom to wash up, put on his clothes, kissed Zhang Yi who was still asleep, and then opened the door and went out.

In the hallway outside, Bill was just changing shifts. Seeing Chen Dong come out, he walked over and asked, "Tony, are you going out?"

"Yes, Uncle Quan, the guild leader of the branch, invited me to have morning tea," Chen Dong said as he walked toward the elevator.

Bill immediately led Zhang Tiejun and three others downstairs, while the other four bodyguards (two men and two women) continued to stand guard in the corridor.

Chen Dong took the elevator down to the first floor, and after the driver brought two Mercedes-Benz cars, he got into the driveway and said, "To Xinji."

"Okay, Mr. Chen!"

Inside a private room on the second floor of Xinji Teahouse, Quan Daoli and Xiang Qiang had already arrived, and several more people followed. These people were all elders from the branch hall who had known Chen Shengyu, but most of them had retired and were living in seclusion at home.

Xiang Qiang would politely stand up and greet anyone who came in. Although these old guys had retired and no longer managed the affairs of the Hongmen branches, they still had many disciples and followers, and their connections within the branches were not to be underestimated.

In addition, most of the people at the America main branch are still the same old guys who used to keep in touch. For example, today, if it weren't for the alliance leader of the Quan Daoli branch taking the lead, Xiang Qiang wouldn't even have been able to get Mr. Chen's phone number, let alone ask Chen Dong to come out.

"Old Quan, what brings you here today? You invited us old buddies out for breakfast?"

"Uncle Zao, I had something to do, so I asked Uncle Quan to invite Mr. Chen over for morning tea," Xiang Qiang readily admitted.

"I see," Uncle Zao smiled without speaking, but looked at Quan Daoli with a meaningful look in his eyes. The meaning was clear: Old Quan, you have to take out some of what you ate and share it with these old friends here.

Otherwise, when the main person arrives and we discuss matters, we won't say a good word for you and Xiang Qiang.

Quan Daoli knew exactly what these old guys were thinking. He made a three-seven gesture under the table, and then the old guys smiled, raised their teacups, took a sip, and indicated that the deal was done.

Chen Dong's black Mercedes-Benz came to a smooth stop in front of Xinji Teahouse. Bill got out of the passenger seat first, glanced around, and then opened the back door to let Chen Dong out.

Chen Dong buttoned up his casual suit jacket and strode into the teahouse. He told the waiter his name, and the waiter immediately replied, "In private room number 8 on the second floor."

Chen Dong, along with Bill Zhang Tiejun and others, walked upstairs and arrived at the door of VIP room number 8. Without knocking, they pushed open the door and went inside.

Inside, Xiang Qiang, Quan Daoli, and the others were chatting about trivial things when the door was pushed open and Chen Dong walked in smiling. Quan Daoli immediately stood up and greeted Chen Dong with a smile, "Ah Dong, it's been years! Wow, you look radiant now! Hahaha!"

"Uncle Quan, stop joking! You're still so vigorous for your age, hahaha!"

The other elderly people also came over with smiles to greet Chen Dong. These were the same people who had received his grandfather when he came to Hong Kong. Chen Dong chatted with them with a smile.

Xiang Qiang, who was lagging behind, waited until the old guys finished exchanging pleasantries with Chen Dong before smiling and stepping forward to shake hands with Chen Dong. However, Chen Dong excused himself by saying he needed to get a cigarette.

Xiang Qiang wasn't annoyed, nor did he think Chen Dong was being arrogant. He still smiled and introduced himself to Chen Dong, "Mr. Chen, my name is Xiang Qiang, and I'm the head of Xin Yi An!"

Chen Dong simply nodded, walked to the dining table, and casually sat down in the head seat, asking Quan Daoli beside him, "Uncle Quan, have you ordered yet?"

"Ah Dong, we're just waiting for you to order!"

"Then I won't stand on ceremony!"