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

Since the Chen brothers, Chen Dong and Chen Zaiguang, generously donated over 80,000 yuan at the Chen family's old residence, Chen Xiangui, the head of the Chen clan, told the heads of the other clans about it, and the Huang, Cai, and Li families all expressed their willingness to cooperate.

Although Chen Xiangui is only in his sixties, there are many elderly people in the village who are older than him. But thanks to his nephew Chen Dong and several sons, he is now the chairman of the Lianzhai Council. In the end, in this society, whoever has power and money, their loudest fart is more effective than a hundred words from others.

With this huge sum of 87,000 yuan, plus the council members going door-to-door to collect donations, ranging from 30 to 50 yuan to 7 or 8 yuan, they managed to raise over 1,000 yuan.

At this time, the young men in the village began to take out the palanquins, gongs and drums that had been stored for a long time from the council's storeroom and clean them. As for the flags and other items, some of them had become moldy because they had been stored for too long. Chen Xiangui waved his hand and paid people to embroider them again and speed up the work.

Chen Dong has been at the Jinbu Industrial Park these past few days. Xiaochi's car production line is now fully operational. For example, Jinbu can produce 120 "Dilu" cars a day, while "Zhaoyebai" cars can produce up to 283 cars.

If this production capacity were placed in later generations, it would be incomparable to those of the major car companies. However, at this time, Xiaochi's workers were still in the exploratory stage, and most of them were mentoring new workers. The older workers had only become familiar with the production line and were far from being proficient.

With further training for the workers, Chen Dong believes that production capacity will gradually increase. With the current production capacity of Snapdragon, it is still possible to meet existing orders.

Ring ring ring!

The phone on his desk rang. Chen Dong glanced at the documents and casually picked up the receiver, asking, "Who is this?"

"Zai Dong, that's me!"

"Secretary Zhou, you've returned to Tuocheng?" Chen Dong looked up from the documents. "What did the Provincial Party Committee say?"

"Zai Dong, if you have time, come to the Municipal Party Committee now and I'll talk to you in person."

"Okay, Secretary Zhou, I'll be right there," Chen Dong hung up the phone, put on his coat, and walked out. Qu Cai, who was sitting outside Chen Dong's office, saw Chen Dong come out quickly and stood up to ask, "Mr. Chen, are you going out?"

"Okay, Xiao Qu, have Captain Zhang prepare a car for me. I need to go to the Municipal Party Committee," Chen Dong said and walked towards the elevator. Qu Cai immediately picked up the phone and called the security office.

After Chen Dong took the elevator downstairs, Qu Cai took another elevator, carrying Chen Dong's briefcase, and followed him out. The Maybach stopped smoothly in front of Chen Dong. Qu Cai went forward and opened the back door, and Chen Dong bent down and got in.

The office of Zhou Haimin was filled with smoke. When Chen Dong was led in by his secretary, the usually composed municipal party secretary was leaning back in his chair with a furrowed brow and the ashtray in front of him was piled high with cigarette butts.

"Zai Dong, you're here," Zhou Haimin said, forcing a smile as Chen Dong entered. He pointed to the sofa opposite him and said, "Sit down."

Chen Dong sat down with a smile, looking at Zhou Haimin who was still frowning as he walked over. He knew that the provincial party committee probably hadn't approved the documents he had submitted. He wasn't in a hurry to ask, and just watched Zhou Haimin sit on the sofa opposite him.

"Zai Dong, Secretary Ding has read the document, and the other members of the provincial standing committee have also circulated it," Zhou Haimin sighed, took off his glasses, and rubbed his temples. "Your plan is taking too big a step."

Chen Dong remained smiling and silent; he knew this would happen.

"Secretary Ding said that the idea is good, but taking too big a step could easily lead to a fall," Zhou Haimin shook his head with a wry smile. "The province has many concerns. This financial reform is a central government initiative, not something that local governments can do at will."

"Although our Tuocheng is a special economic zone, implementing free foreign exchange is like breaking a hole in the country's financial dike. What if the water rushes in and floods the area? No one dares to take that responsibility. You have to understand, Zai Dong."

Chen Dong pursed his lips and remained silent, only nodding in response to Zhou Haimin's words.

"Especially the joint venture trust investment company you mentioned in your document. From the provincial perspective, this is far too advanced. Now is a sensitive period, and the higher authorities are very cautious about private capital getting involved in core financial areas."

Chen Dong had always thought that Guangdong Province would become a major GDP province in China in the future, and that there would be opposition to his feasible suggestions. However, Chen Dong did not expect that the province's reaction would be so conservative, and that it would completely reject them!

"So, the provincial standing committee voted unanimously against it?" Chen Dong's voice was calm.

"Yes," Zhou Haimin answered readily, "the document has been suppressed. Secretary Ding asked me to tell you that the Provincial Party Committee highly appreciates your patriotism and your deep concern for the development of your hometown."

"But this proposal is not feasible at the moment. Let you focus on doing business first. We'll talk about financial reform when the country has a clear policy direction."

"Secretary Zhou, I understand," Chen Dong said, his calm smile returning to his face. "I oversimplified things and didn't consider whether the timing was right. However, I still want to thank you for standing up for me."

"Hey, Zai Dong, you're being too polite!"

Zhou Haimin waved his hand, trying his best to reassure Chen Dong in a sincere tone, "Although your plan was not approved by the province, in my heart, it points out a path for the future of Tuocheng. Don't worry, I won't give up just like that."

"I will find an opportunity to report to Secretary Ding again, and I will also communicate more with my colleagues at the provincial branch of the People's Bank of China. Let's take it one step at a time; good things take time."

"I understand, thank you for your trouble, Secretary Zhou!"

Huipu County, Zhoutian Commune

This is one of the most remote and impoverished counties in Tuocheng. It is mountainous with little land and the people are known for their fierce and unruly nature. At night, Zhoutian Commune lacks the festive atmosphere of Nanshan District, where lanterns and decorations are displayed before the New Year. You can't even find a video arcade or billiards room, which are common in Nanshan District.

A black "Zhaoyebai" sedan was parked next to a large banyan tree on the dirt road outside the commune's guesthouse. Inside, Chen Weihua, Zhou Xiangdong, and two others were staring intently at a room on the second floor of the guesthouse where the lights were still on. That was the room where Liu Kun and Hu Jiao were staying.

Just now, four people walked into the guesthouse. Chen Weihua could tell from the figures appearing in the window that this group was looking for Liu Kun.

In the room on the second floor, Liu Kun sat on the bed with a smile, casually tossing a cigarette to Hei Pi who came in. Hei Pi had a fierce look on his face, a scar on his bald head that ran from his forehead to the back of his head, and a large gold chain around his neck that was rare in this era.

"You, you say you have a way to get a foreign exchange license?" Blackie exhaled a smoke ring, his eyes full of suspicion. "That stuff isn't something you can just get easily. It's regulated by the government. You're not fucking kidding me, are you?!"