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

"Then I won't stand on ceremony!"

Chen Dong waved to Bill, who was standing at the door, and let the teahouse waiter who had come with him into the private room. The waiter recognized Xiang Qiang and, seeing Chen Dong sitting casually in the main seat in front of such a group of big shots, guessed that this was another big shot coming from out of town.

"Ah Dong, just order whatever you like," Quan Daoli said with a smile as he walked over and sat down next to Chen Dong, then invited the other old friends to come and sit down as well.

After Chen Dong finished ordering, the others each ordered a few snacks. Then, the waiter carefully left the room, and the private room finally quieted down.

The group exchanged glances, and finally, Quan Daoli, the peacemaker, spoke up, "Ah Dong, Xin Yi'an is also one of our own Hongmen brothers. Although he's separated and established his own branch, he still listens to our Hong Kong branch quite well!"

"We're all brothers in the Hongmen, it's nothing serious, let's just have some tea, okay, Ah Dong?"

Chen Dong sipped his tea without speaking, his gaze sweeping over Xiang Qiang. Xiang Qiang picked up his teacup, stood up, and respectfully said to Chen Dong, "Mr. Chen, my men were ignorant and offended you. I, Xiang Qiang, apologize to you!"

Chen Dong remained silent, then looked at Quan Daoli and said, "Uncle Quan, I've heard that the forces in Hong Kong are quite mixed these days. Our Hongmen branch doesn't carry much weight anymore, and the main branch is very dissatisfied!"

Quan Daoli and the other elders from the Hongmen branch present all smiled awkwardly. They couldn't refute Chen Dong's words, but they also couldn't openly say that their Hong Kong Hongmen branch was no longer influential and could no longer hold sway.

Chen Dong then looked at Xiang Qiang, "Xiang Qiang, right? I've heard that you, Xin Yi An, are now all-powerful in Hong Kong. Investors from outside have to get your permission before they can make a living in Hong Kong. I wonder if I should bring some gifts and pay a visit to your residence if I invest in any industries in Hong Kong in the future!"

As soon as Chen Dong said this, Xiang Qiang's smile froze instantly. He immediately knelt down and said obsequiously, "Mr. Chen, you're joking. I only have the intention to cooperate with those investors. It doesn't mean that we can't enter Hong Kong without Xin Yi An's consent. That's all a rumor!"

"I see," Chen Dong said with a smile, looking at Quan Daoli. "Could it be that someone is spreading rumors, deliberately stirring up trouble, and trying to sow discord among the brothers within our Hongmen?"

"Ah Dong, Ah Qiang is a good person. He respects us old guys a lot," Quan Daoli said, trying to smooth things over. "Someone must be spreading rumors and stirring up trouble at the main hall because Ah Qiang is leading Xin Yi An to such great success. These people are despicable."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"Yeah, Ah Dong and Ah Qiang are pretty good. The gang is doing so well now, and the brothers below all remember Ah Qiang's kindness!"

Hearing Quan Daoli say this, Chen Dong went along with it, saying, "Since Uncle Quan and Uncle Zao have both said so, I, Chen Dong, will not continue to make things difficult for you, Xiang Qiang. If I don't give in, I will be disrespecting you, Uncle Quan."

"We're all brothers in the Hongmen, harmony is paramount, hahaha!"

Chen Dong then smiled and extended his hand. Xiang Qiang bowed and leaned forward to shake hands with Chen Dong, who was sitting down. Only then did he smile. At this moment, the door to the private room was knocked open, and several waiters from the teahouse pushed in a small food cart and brought the tea and snacks ordered by everyone to the table.

Chen Dong picked up a shrimp dumpling from the steamer and said to everyone, "Back when my grandfather was alive, he came to Hong Kong, and his favorite thing to order was the shrimp dumplings from Xin Ji!"

"It's a pity he'll never get to eat it again!"

Quan Daoli sighed, "Back then, every time Brother Yu came to Hong Kong, he would invite us old buddies to get together. When he passed away last year, I was hospitalized for more than a month and couldn't go to New York to see him off, which is one of my biggest regrets!"

Uncle Zao sighed, "When Brother Yu left last year, that damn consulate in America wouldn't let my passport through, preventing me from seeing Brother Yu off. I'm so angry!"

Upon hearing this, Uncle Quan, who had been feeling somber due to the passing of Chen Dong's grandfather, Chen Shengyu, couldn't help but burst into laughter. Seeing Quan Daoli laugh, Chen Dong asked in confusion, "Uncle Quan, what are you laughing at?"

"Ah Dong, you don't know, your Uncle Zao, that old bastard, spent two years in jail for the boss back then, he has a criminal record. That old guy actually dared to apply to go to America, and when they refused, he even sent a bunch of his underlings to hold banners and protest in front of the American consulate!"

"You know, we in the Hung Society can't afford to lose face like this. After all, we're a triad in Hong Kong. When Uncle Bing found out about this, he called and berated your Uncle Zao for half an hour, hahaha!"

The other old buddies burst into laughter. Even Xiang Qiang, who had a serious expression, couldn't help but laugh. After hearing about this incident, Xiang Qiang lamented that the Hong Kong branch of the Hongmen was gradually declining. To cause trouble by having his underlings parade through the streets with banners was a disgrace to the triad.

"What?! Can't gangsters protest in the streets? Those damn foreigners, I had my underlings block them in the consulate for three days," Uncle Zao said, not only not feeling ashamed, but also smug.

"If it weren't for the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB) and the PTU (Police Tactical Unit) clearing the area, I could have kept those foreigners stuck inside the consulate forever!"

Chen Dongguan smiled and patted Uncle Zao's hand, saying, "Uncle Zao, well done!"

"Hahaha!"

Everyone burst into laughter, and the atmosphere became lively because of Uncle Zao's embarrassing incident. Quan Daoli asked Chen Dong, "Dong, I heard from Uncle Bing that you went to the mainland?"

"Yes, I'll send my grandfather's ashes back to the countryside for burial," Chen Dong said, sipping his tea.

"How's it going over there? I heard from people who came from the mainland that they can't even afford food. A while ago, some people who smuggled themselves in from the mainland were carrying around several automatic weapons, and they were double-crossing people, causing heavy losses to the other side!"

Chen Dong smiled and said, "Conditions are a bit difficult on the mainland right now, but the mainland government is carrying out major reforms, and I am quite optimistic about the future development prospects of the mainland."

"I've already invested 100 million back in my hometown, Uncle Quan. Are you interested in investing some money there with me?"

"Don't do that. My retirement savings can't withstand this. It's a good thing that you young people are so adventurous. Ask A-Qiang, he might be interested," Quan Daoli hurriedly waved his hand.

Seeing Chen Dong looking over, Xiang Qiang asked, "Mr. Chen, may I ask what industries you've invested in on the mainland?"

He understood from Chen Dong's words that taking out 100 million was such a big deal. Only Chen Dong, the head of the American Hung Society, could take out so much cash without batting an eye and squander it in the mainland.

"Open a factory, and while you're at it, help repair some roads over there, and build a power plant!"

"Ah Dong, that's quite a big undertaking! You're even building the power plant yourself!"