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

"I'm home! This is my home in America!"

Chen Dong opened the car door and got out. He said to Chen Zaisheng and the other two that Bill got out of the car behind him, said a few words to Chen Sandi, and then led Zhang Tiejun and the others to put their luggage into their rooms.

Chen Dong led them into the house. "There are seven main guest rooms here. The building not far away is where the bodyguards live. Each room has a private bathroom. There's a swimming pool and tennis court in the back."

Chen Dong pointed to the path beside him, "You can go to the back from here. If you have the habit of exercising in the morning, you can go out through the back door of the tennis court and jog along the path in the woods."

Chen Zaixing clicked his tongue and said, "Morning exercise, Dongzi, only you could say such things. Back in Lianzhai, we would just have a bowl of thin porridge in the morning, with some pickled vegetables and dried radishes. After a few swings of the hoe in the fields, our stomachs would be empty. If we went for a run after eating, my dad would break my legs."

Chen Sandi smiled but didn't say anything. Chen Dong also shook his head and smiled, leading them into the house. Chen Zaisheng glared at his brother who was talking nonsense, "Don't go around spouting nonsense about village affairs, or you'll embarrass Dongzi."

"It's alright, Second Brother. There's nothing shameful about this. I know the situation in our Lianzhai village. Fifth Brother is straightforward, so who's going to laugh at what he says?" Chen Dong said to Chen Zaixing to help him out.

"Everyone, please go back to your rooms and wash up first. I'll have the chef prepare dinner. After you've eaten, go and adjust to the time difference. Tomorrow, I'll take you to explore the city."

Led by two servants, Chen Zaisheng and his two companions headed upstairs to their guest rooms. Chen Zaixing looked at the two Chinese women in white aprons walking ahead and whispered to his second brother, "Second brother, who are these two from Dongzi's family? Dongzi didn't introduce them."

The two Chinese women walking ahead turned around and smiled, "We are Mr. Chen's employees, specializing in cleaning and maintaining the house. If you need anything in the future, just let us know."

Chen Zaixing had initially thought these two people were relatives of Chen Dongjia, but it turned out they were nannies hired by Dongzi. Chen Zaixing could only smile awkwardly at them, say "okay," and walk into the guest room that had been assigned to him.

After the door closed, Chen Zaixing looked at the large bed in the center of the room and the leather sofa in the small living room. He put down his luggage and lay down on the bed. The soft mattress and the down comforter gave Chen Zaixing, who was used to thick cotton sheets since childhood, an unprecedentedly comfortable experience.

He rolled around comfortably on the bed, inhaling the fresh scent of the sheets, and exclaimed repeatedly, "Even the sheets smell nice! America is so wonderful!"

After getting out of bed, Chen Zaixing looked around, opened the closet to see the pajamas hanging inside, took out a pair of slippers, put them down and tried them on. Finding they fit, he put them on and walked into the bathroom.

The bathroom was large, even larger than the room he lived in in the ancestral home in Lianzhai. At the far end was a bathtub, and a shower head was hanging on the wall of the bathtub. Chen Zaixing walked over, looked at the silver faucet connected to the shower head, and muttered to himself, "This isn't silver, is it?"

With a flick of his wrist, water gushed from the showerhead, drenching Chen Zaixing completely and soaking his expensive suit, which he had bought in Hong Kong.

Chen Zaixing, who was soaked to the bone, then realized that the thing on his head was for taking a bath, so it was a bathtub. Hehe, interesting, the American people are really particular!

Chen Zaixing turned on the tap. Without being taught, he knew he had to block the hole at the bottom of the bathtub first. However, the water that kept flowing out was cold. He scratched his head and said, "Is he going to make people boil water and pour it in themselves? Otherwise, they'll freeze to death if they take a cold shower in winter."

He thought he would turn off the water first and ask the two nannies where to get hot water, but he had just turned on the shower and the bathroom floor was wet. He was wearing slippers, so he slipped and lost his balance. He twisted his arm and turned the faucet in front of the bathtub to the left.

Chen Zaixing, whose hand was still on the faucet, hissed as the water flowing from it scalded him. "Hey! That's strange. It was cold water just now, how come hot water is flowing out now?"

Chen Zaixing, puzzled, turned the faucet to the right, and the hot water immediately turned into cold water. This made Chen Zaixing feel as if he had discovered something new. After trying it back and forth several times, Chen Zaixing realized that this faucet could actually dispense both hot and cold water.

"This is truly amazing! How does he do that? The same pipe, how can it turn hot water to the left and cold water to the right!"

"I wonder if this thing could be of any use if we brought it back to China," Chen Zaixing thought, staring at the faucet and trying to figure out how it worked. He believed that few people in China had ever seen such a magical faucet. If he could get one or two and install them in his pipes, he could have hot water whenever he wanted.

A business mindset took root in Chen Zaixing's head. He turned on the hot water, put it in the bathtub, took off his clothes, and soaked naked in the water. Looking at the bottles and jars with English labels on them in the cabinet in front of the bathtub, Chen Zaixing picked one up and, without thinking twice, started rubbing it on his head.

Whether it was shower gel or shampoo, Chen Zaixing lathered his hair with foam, then plunged into the bathtub, happily rubbing the dirt off his body with his hands, humming a little tune.

Unlike Chen Zaixing, Chen Zaisheng could read English. After looking through everything in the room, he turned on the water, rested his head on the bathtub, sighed deeply, and comfortably soaked in the hot bath.

In Chen Dong's master bedroom, Xiao Chenhui and Xiao Rongguo were playing naked in the bathtub, laughing loudly. After Chen Dong finished washing at the showerhead, he saw the two little brats still playing around, so he went over, grabbed a bath sponge, squeezed out some children's bath wash, and started scrubbing their bodies.

"Hahaha, Daddy's so itchy!" Every time Chen Dong bathes Xiao Chenhui, he's like a little piglet during Chinese New Year, always wriggling and refusing to stay still.

Xiao Rongguo had just been washed clean and was standing under the showerhead, while Xiao Chenhui was being scrubbed on his father Chen Dong's lap. Xiao Chenhui mischievously scooped up a handful of foam water from the bathtub and threw it at Xiao Rongguo, who was now covered in foam again after being washed clean.

Chen Dong chuckled in exasperation, lightly slapping Chen Hui's chubby little bottom. "Stop making trouble, hurry up and wash, then come down for dinner!"

Little Rongguo, covered in foam, giggled. If Chen Dong hadn't been holding him down, the two kids would probably have started playing around again.

Bathing a little kid is really tiring, that was Chen Dong's only thought at that moment!