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

After several rounds of drinks, the broth in the copper pot had been boiling for a while. The slices of meat cooked as soon as they were dipped in the broth, and with the satay sauce, they were full of flavor. The children had already finished a round of meat and then ran around in the yard. Only Rongguo and Chenhui were still lingering at the table, staring longingly at the beef balls floating in the pot.

These two little devils weren't like their older brothers, who barely ate any meat or vegetables and just drank soda to get full. Little Chen Hui and Little Rong Guo were devouring the beef slices and meatballs. Seeing that they had finished their bowls of meatballs, Little Rong Guo tugged at his father Chen Zaixing's sleeve, who was still talking to his uncle, "Dad, I want meatballs!"

"Wait, wait, it's not cooked yet," Chen Zaixing said without turning his head, continuing to brag to Huang Tairen, "Uncle, I'm not bragging, but I'm now a member of the CPPCC in Nanshan District. Even if I fart outside, no one would dare to tell me to my face that it stinks!"

"Alright, that's enough. We're eating, so stop spouting this nonsense," Huang Lanzhi rolled her eyes at her youngest son and said to her younger brother Huang Tairen, "Tairen, don't listen to the youngest bragging. You know what kind of person he is."

"Dad, it's cooked, it's cooked!" Xiao Rongguo tugged at Chen Zaixing's sleeve again, urging him on. Chen Zaixing picked one up from the pot, blew on it, took a bite, and then put it in his son's bowl. "Go play after you finish eating, don't get in the way here."

Xiao Rongguo, cheeks puffed out, chewed on a beef ball, shaking his head, and mumbled, "I want to eat shrimp too."

"That's all," Chen Zaixing refused without even looking at the pot. "If you want to eat, tell your mother to go and fish it out of the village pond."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Wu Fangru came over and patted her husband, then touched her son's tummy, which was round and bulging. "Alright, don't eat too much, or you'll get stuffed."

"Mom, let's go catch shrimp! I want to eat more shrimp!" Little Rongguo, the glutton, hadn't had enough shrimp and was pulling his mother's hand to get the net.

"Catch them my foot! The shrimp in the village belong to the government. If you catch them, the police will come and arrest us both and take us to the police station," Wu Fangru started using intimidation tactics. Xiao Rongguo tilted his head, stopping chewing the beef ball in his mouth. "I'm not afraid. I'm just a kid. My brother said the police don't arrest kids!"

"And what about your mother? Aren't I a child?"

"Let Dad go and get it. Mom, you always say Dad is shameless and not afraid of losing face. Dad isn't afraid of being caught," Xiao Rongguo thought for a moment.

"roll!"

"Hahaha!"

Everyone at the table burst into laughter. Huang Tairen looked at Rongguo, this chubby-faced boy, who really did have some of Chen Zaixing's mischievousness when he was young. He said to Chen Xiangui, "Brother-in-law, Rongguo will be just like his father in the future, a real troublemaker."

"I don't want to be like my dad, I want to be like Uncle Dong!"

Chen Dong laughed and said, "If you want to be like your uncle, then you have to study hard from now on, you know? In the future, your uncle will send you to America and get you into Harvard to study finance."

"What is finance? Can you eat it?"

"Little brother, finance isn't something you eat, finance is about trading stocks," Chen Hui explained to Rongguo. Rongguo's little head was full of questions, clearly he didn't understand.

Huang Zhili, who had been listening to Chen Dong and Chen Zaiguang's conversation, suddenly whispered to Chen Zaixing, "Fifth Brother, I heard that Huang Bingkun's men were stabbed in the county town?"

"Hmm," Chen Zaixing responded with a curt "hmm" when Huang Zhili brought up the very thing he didn't want to talk about, clearly not interested in continuing. Chen Xiangui, however, asked, "Fifth Brother, how is the one who got stabbed?"

"He had surgery at the district hospital and is awake now. It's nothing serious," Chen Zaixing replied. Chen Xiangui put down his wine glass. "Has the police caught the one who stabbed him?"

"I asked Director Wang, and he said they haven't caught him yet, but his son is hospitalized and the police are monitoring his family. It's only a matter of time before he gets arrested."

"Fifth brother, you must learn from this incident. Tell those young men to be more careful in the future. Luckily, no one was killed this time. If someone had been killed, it would have been a real problem." Chen Xiangui was clearly a little scared. He had been a farmer all his life and had never experienced anything like this before. Naturally, he was a little hesitant and afraid that Chen Zaixing might cause a big incident that would affect his son's business.

Although Chen Xiangui told everyone that his youngest son was just lucky and belittled him to the point of worthlessness, he was actually quite proud of Chen Zaixing's great achievements. His disguised belittling was, in a way, a form of boasting.

"Uncle, if you ask me, Bingkun is no good," Huang Zhili thought this was a good opportunity and immediately began to speak ill of Huang Bingkun.

"Uncle, this demolition is a big deal. How could you leave it to Bingkun? You should have let me, one of your own, help Fifth Brother. Look what happened."

Chen Dong looked at Huang Zhili with amusement, while Chen Zaixing said in an unfriendly tone, "Are you saying that I made a poor choice in personnel and failed to discover your talent, cousin?"

"Hehe, I wouldn't call myself a prodigy, but if you let me manage demolition matters, I guarantee I'd be better than Bingkun," Huang Zhili started boasting. "Uncle, Fifth Brother, I'm not bragging, but if I were in charge of demolition, anyone who dared not move would be beaten to their knees."

"Zhili, have you finished eating? If you're done, hurry back," Huang Tairen frowned and glared at his nephew, his words becoming increasingly nonsensical. Seeing that his uncle wasn't speaking up for him but instead telling him to leave, Huang Zhili, still feeling the effects of the alcohol, wanted to retort.

Chen Zaiguang then spoke up, "Zhili, let's not talk about these things at the dinner table. Eat and drink as usual. If you really want to find work, the food factory warehouse is short of someone. You can go and try tomorrow."

"Brother Zaiguang, are you in charge of the warehouse?"

"Hehe, you don't understand anything now. I'm just asking you to take charge. Do you think you can manage it? Help with packing and boxing. It'll be forty-five yuan a month. If you want it, go to the factory's personnel department tomorrow and tell them I sent you," Chen Zaiguang chuckled.

"Do odd jobs?" Huang Zhili's eyes darted around. He thought that because he was a cousin, he would at least be given a management position in the factory. If he went in to do odd jobs, people would laugh at him for only being able to do odd jobs when they asked about his relationship with Chen Zaiguang.

No, no, if I go, I'll be looked down upon. He then looked at Chen Dong, "Brother Dong, do you have any suitable positions for me? I don't have high requirements, just someone who can manage people and things."

What's your educational background?

"Uh... I only graduated from elementary school!"

"The managers at my Jinbu Automotive Industrial Park are all university graduates. You can't manage without a degree or knowledge. If you want to join, just relax and learn the craft from the master craftsmen there," Chen Dong said casually, leaving Huang Zhili speechless.

"Zhili, listen to my advice. Be honest and hardworking, go to the factory and learn a trade. Earn money for a few years, then have your mother find a matchmaker to find you a husband. Getting married and settling down is the most important thing!"