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

In the main hall of the Chen family's old house, Chen Dong, Chen Xiangui, Huang Tairen, and a few others sat around smoking and drinking tea, paying little attention to Huang Zhili. Huang Zhili noticed that Chen Dong, his uncle's wealthy nephew, was wearing a large gold watch, shiny leather shoes, and perfectly wrinkle-free trousers.

Huang Zhili couldn't help but move his chair closer to Chen Dong, hoping that Chen Dong would take the initiative to talk to him. At this moment, Xiao Chenhui ran over with a can of celebratory soda and handed it to Chen Dong, saying, "Daddy, can you open this for me? I'm thirsty."

Seeing his chance, Huang Zhili didn't even say hello. He reached out and took the soda from Xiao Chenhui, popped it open, and, under Chen Dong's puzzled gaze and Xiao Chenhui's questioning look, Huang Zhili smiled and handed the soda back to Xiao Chenhui, saying, "Uncle opened it for you, drink it."

This time, Xiao Chenhui refused to accept it. He waved his hand and took a step back, saying, "I don't want it, Uncle, you drink it."

After saying that, Xiao Chenhui turned and ran away. Huang Zhili was immediately embarrassed and looked at Chen Dong, "Brother, look at this."

"It's alright, you can drink it. My son doesn't accept things from strangers," Chen Dong said, his puzzled expression fading as he smiled at Huang Zhili.

Huang Zhili turned to look at the courtyard and saw that Xiao Chenhui had already taken another can of soda and was holding it out to Chen Lianxiang. Next to him was little Rongguo, who was also jumping up and down, wanting Chen Lianxiang to open it. Chen Lianxiang tapped his head and said, "Stop jumping. If you keep shaking me, Auntie won't open it for you. Do you want to spray me in the face?"

Huang Lanzhi walked past the three of them carrying a plate of beef that Chen Zaiguang had sliced. She rolled her eyes at Xiao Rongguo and said, "We're about to eat, and you two are still drinking soda. You won't be able to eat anything later."

"Grandma, I can eat it all. My dad says I'm a glutton, hehe!"

Xiao Rongguo said something that made people both laugh and cry. Xiao Chenhui didn't understand that "rice bucket" was a derogatory term because no one had ever called him that before. He thought that his fifth uncle praising his younger brother as a "rice bucket" must mean that he was very capable.

So Xiao Chenhui shouted loudly to Huang Lanzhi, "Auntie, I'm just like my brother, I can eat a lot too."

"Giggle giggle!"

Chen Lianxiang was laughing so hard she could barely keep her fingers from prying open the pull tab on the soda can. "You two rascals, are you trying to make your auntie laugh herself silly? Oh, I can't take it anymore, my stomach hurts from laughing. Go ask your auntie to open it for you, your auntie is too tired to keep laughing."

When Xiao Rongguo saw Chen Lianxiang like this, he snorted and said, "Auntie is really useless. She can't even open a soda. I'm not going to be friends with Auntie anymore. Brother, let's go."

Watching the two little devils carry their sodas into the kitchen, Chen Lianxiang was both angry and amused. "Xiao Rongguo, you're the one who said you wouldn't be friends with your aunt. If you ever come to your aunt again, I'll spank you until your bottom is swollen."

Chen Lianxiang walked into the hall with a smile, picked up the tea that Chen Xiangui had just brewed, and started drinking. Seeing Huang Zhili there, she nodded and greeted him, "Zhili, you're here. Why didn't your second uncle come?"

"My dad is still in the fields. He sent me over to help my uncle, hehe," Huang Zhili said, glancing at his cousin Chen Lianxiang, who was dressed like a movie star.

Chen Lianxiang nodded without asking any further questions, and then said to Chen Dong, "Dong, call Lao Wu and ask him to go to the Dongmen vegetable market and bring back some romaine lettuce. We don't have much left at home."

"OK."

At Huaxingsheng Supermarket, Chen Zaixing was strolling around with his hands behind his back, with Li Renfa following behind him. Chen Zaixing would stop from time to time to look at the goods on the shelves, and Li Renfa would tell Chen Zaixing about the supermarket's business situation during this period.

As Chen Zaixing listened to what his childhood friend Li Renfa was saying, his cell phone rang in his bag. He answered and asked, "Who is it? Bingkun? He's awake. Okay, I got it."

On the other end of the phone, Huang Bingkun, who was still at the hospital, glanced at one of his underlings behind him and cautiously spoke into the microphone, "Zai Xing, there's something else I need to tell you."

"Hey Bingkun, is it because you don't have enough money? You can just call Mingzhu and have her send it to you," Chen Zaixing said nonchalantly. As long as it could be solved with money, it wasn't a problem for him.

"That's right, Zaixing," Huang Bingkun organized his thoughts, "Yesterday, Liu Fu stabbed Binzi, so my brother-in-law sent people to the slaughterhouse to ambush Liu Fu's son and beat him up."

"Liu Fu's son went to the police station to report the case, and today the police arrested those guys and detained them. Zaixing, what do you think we should do about this?"

Chen Zaixing was speechless. Damn it, he was blocking someone's way and beat them up, and they still managed to be recognized, then called the police and got arrested. What a pig brain!

Chen Zaixing had done this before: putting a sack over someone's head and beating them up. Before doing it, he would always agree with the person that they shouldn't call each other by name, and he would run away after beating them, not giving the person he beat any time to react. But the few guys that Wang Wenxi called over were actually recognized. Their methods were too crude.

The way thugs and hooligans do things these days is truly indescribable!

"Alright, I got it. I'll go to the police station after lunch this afternoon and let those idiots reflect on their actions there first," Chen Zaixing instructed again. "Brother Bingkun, you have to take good care of Binzi for me. I've already had someone publish an article in the newspaper, and I'll also contact reporters from the city to come to the hospital to interview Binzi in the next few days."

"Huh? Zaixing, how did it get to the point of being in the newspapers?" Huang Bingkun thought Chen Zaixing couldn't keep the matter quiet and that the city leaders had found out.

"This is public relations. You don't understand, and I can't explain it to you in a short time. Just buy a copy of the Tuocheng Morning Post and you'll understand. Okay, that's all. I'm hanging up."

Huang Bingkun listened to the busy tone on the phone, paid the phone bill, and looked at the younger brother next to him, saying, "Go buy me a copy of today's Tuocheng Morning Post."

"Brother Kun, it's this late, A Yuan and the others have been arrested and taken to the police station, and you're still in the mood to read the newspaper?" The underling was puzzled, wondering what Brother Kun was up to.

"Just go when I tell you to, stop talking so much nonsense. I told you guys to stop using those underhanded tricks, but you wouldn't listen. Getting caught was only a matter of time. It'll be good for you to reflect on your actions in there, so you don't get too cocky and cause even bigger trouble later," Huang Bingkun shouted at his underling who was still standing there dumbfounded. "Hurry up and go buy it for me!"

"Okay, okay, I'll go right away," the younger brother hurriedly ran out.

"Damn it, I'm going to be driven crazy by you brats sooner or later. And that scoundrel Wenxi, how many times have I told him? He still sent people to ambush Liu Xingjun." Huang Bingkun got angrier and angrier. If his brother-in-law Wang Wenxi were standing in front of him right now, he would definitely slap him twice across the face.

He's just a damn troublemaker!