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

"Young man, you need more experience!"

"Uncle Fang, don't worry. You can have Guotai contact me directly. When I go to the mainland next time, he can come with me. As for whether or not to invest, we can discuss it after he has seen and understood the situation and has a clear idea of ​​what to do!"

Chen Dong naturally knew Fang Guotai, Fang Zhenfan's eldest grandson. It can be said that the older generation of the Hongmen management would bring the younger generation to various social events. The younger generation knew each other from childhood, so there would never be any dramatic or messy situations.

The idea that two people from the same gang, who don't know each other, would mock and slap each other in the face is impossible. Even if you don't know him, your dad and your grandpa do.

"Alright, alright, you young people get along well. It's your world from now on. We're getting old. The old folks in all the branches of the gang have retired. In a few years, I'll be retiring too," Fang Zhenfan said with a smile, patting Chen Dong's hand.

"Uncle Fang, you're saying you want to retire? That's a bit too early. The gang can't do without you," Chen Dong said, unsure whether Fang Zhenfan's sudden words meant he genuinely wanted to retire while he was still at the peak of his career, or whether he was testing him.

Fang Zhenfan is only in his early seventies. If he were to retire, the triad might cause some kind of turmoil in the struggle for the position of leader. Chen Dong prioritizes stability and does not want anything to interfere with his activities at this time.

The uncles and elders who had come with Fang Zhenfan to visit him sat on the sidelines, but none of them spoke. They simply listened to the conversation between Chen Dong and Fang Zhenfan with smiles, but what they were thinking in their hearts was anyone's guess.

"I'll have to retire eventually, it's the young people's world now. The club needs to develop, and we old fogies can't get in the way. Ah Dong, you're young and energetic, how about it, are you interested...?"

"Hey! Uncle Fang, forgive my rudeness in interrupting you, but I know I'm not cut out for this. As you know, I studied finance, and I'm not very good at management. All I can do is make money for the club; I can't handle anything else. Please, have mercy on me, hahaha!"

Fang Zhenfan shook his head and smiled wryly, pointing at Chen Dongdao, "You're just like your grandfather. Every time I ask him to step in and make a decision, he always makes excuses!"

"Uncle Fang, just like my grandfather once said, and I agree, our Chen family will always support all your decisions. Whoever you ask us to support, we will support," Chen Dong said, patting his chest as he expressed his support to Fang Zhenfan.

"Alright, since you've said so, I won't make things difficult for you anymore," Fang Zhenfan patted Chen Dong's shoulder again, this time with much more force than before.

Just as Chen Dong was catching up with his uncles in the corridor, the door to the delivery room was pushed open by a nurse, and another nurse carrying a baby came out. As soon as Chen Dong saw her, he jumped up and rushed over.

"Mr. Chen, congratulations! Mother and daughter are safe and sound!"

"Okay, thank you, thank you!"

Chen Dong was so happy he didn't know what to do with his hands. He wanted to reach out and touch her, but he was afraid his hands weren't clean and might make his daughter sick. So he turned to Chen Sandi, who had also come over, and said, "Brother Sandi, please give each of the doctors and nurses in the delivery room a big red envelope!"

"Okay," Chen Sandi said with a smile as he looked at the little niece being held in the nurse's arms.

"Thank you, Mr. Chen!"

Even though the nurse was wearing a mask, her joy was still evident on her face. Being able to deliver a baby for someone as high-ranking as Chen Dong in the inner circle of the Hongmen meant she would receive plenty of red envelopes (gifts). How could she not be happy? She carried the little girl back to the delivery room to continue the subsequent procedures.

"A daughter is wonderful, Ah Dong! Having both a son and a daughter is a good omen, hahaha!"

"I really want a granddaughter, but my daughter-in-law only gave me sons, and they're so naughty they could tear the house apart. A granddaughter would be so much better!"

"Yeah yeah!"

Chen Dong happily thanked his uncles and elders for their blessings. Not long after, Zhang Yi was wheeled out of the hospital bed by the nurses. Her youngest daughter was placed beside her and held in her arms. Chen Dong quickly went over and whispered to Zhang Yi, "You've worked so hard!"

Zhang Yi was clearly exhausted. She gave a faint smile, but her face was pale. Fang Zhenfan and the others gathered around her and said, "Xiao Yi, take good care of yourself during your postpartum period. You now have both a son and a daughter. Uncle Fang is so happy for you. This is a small token of my appreciation for the children."

Fang Zhenfan took out a red brocade bag from his pocket, inside which was a pure gold lock necklace and two gold anklets. He placed it by the bedside. The others also smiled and gave gifts, mostly gold bracelets and longevity locks.

Watching Zhang Yi being wheeled into the ward, Fang Zhenfan and the others didn't linger. Chen Dong wanted to see his uncles off, but Fang Zhenfan politely declined, saying, "Xiao Yi just gave birth not long ago. You stay and keep her company. We old folks can go downstairs ourselves. Don't see us off; family doesn't need to!"

In the ward, Zhang Yi was carefully touching her newborn daughter's face. The newborn was rosy and looked like a little horse, with her features not yet fully developed. Chen Dong couldn't tell whether she looked like him or his wife, Zhang Yi.

"Honey, what do you think should be a name for our daughter?" Chen Dong pulled up a chair and sat down on the edge of the bed, looking at the mother and daughter. "According to my uncle's family, their granddaughters are all named with the character 'Hui' (慧), so how about we name our precious daughter Huixin (慧芯)?"

"No way," Zhang Yi rolled her eyes. "Huixin, how could your father come up with something like this? Think again!"

Chen Dong thought the name Huixin was quite good, so why didn't his wife like it? "How about Huijiao then?"

"Can't you come up with a more proper name?" Zhang Yi was speechless. If she hadn't just given birth, she would have punched him a couple of times. "Huijiao, what a terrible name! Besides, the child's fourth mother's name also contains the character 'jiao' (娇, meaning delicate or charming). How can this be acceptable? Think again, think of something better!"

"How about Huiyi, the 'Yi' from 'The Phoenix Comes to Pay Homage'?"

Zhang Yi thought for a moment and felt it was alright, so he tapped his little daughter's nose and said, "We have names now. Daddy named you Huiyi. Little Huiyi, aren't you happy!"

"Yay!"

The little one protested, babbling as his mother poked his nose. Chen Dong quickly asked, "Is the child hungry?"

Just then, the nurse pushed the cart in and said to Chen Dong with a smile, "Mr. Chen, I'm here to breastfeed the baby. Please stand here for a moment."

"Okay," Chen Dong stepped aside and watched as the nurse carefully fed Xiao Huiyi her first milk, little by little, with a silicone spoon.

Just now, Chen Sandi gave all the doctors and nurses in the delivery room a generous red envelope. The doctors received checks for $20,000 each, and the nurses received checks for $5,000 each. The nurses in the delivery room were ecstatic.

They had to come over and take good care of Chen Dong's precious daughter. Nurses helped with everything, from breastfeeding to changing diapers, so Zhang Yi and Chen Dong didn't have to lift a finger.