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

"Get out! Eat your porridge!"

Just as Lao Liu and his colleague Xiao Du were joking around, three people came out of the card room. Lao Liu recognized two of them, who were carrying bags, as Liu Kun and Hu Jiao, whom he had seen in photos at the bureau earlier that day.

Xiao Du also saw the three of them come out of the card room and wanted to remind Lao Liu, but Lao Liu immediately lowered his head and pretended to drink his porridge. At the same time, he quickly lowered his voice and said to Xiao Du, "Don't look at them, keep drinking your porridge."

As the three walked past the breakfast stall, Lao Liu overheard one of the strangers say, "Mr. Yamada is waiting at the guesthouse. Let's take a car there."

After listening to the three people's conversation fade into the distance, Old Liu quickly took out his money, placed it on the table without even looking at it closely, and said, "Stadium owner, here's the bill, keep the change!"

Watching the two figures quickly disappear into the distance, the stall owner, holding the one yuan note in his hand, couldn't help but curse, "Damn it! This isn't enough? You're so stingy, keep the change!"

Old Liu and his companion followed the Shanghai-plated sedan from a distance in their "Zhaoyebai" car, occasionally pulling over to avoid alerting the Shanghai-plated sedan that they were being followed.

The car drove along Nanzhao Highway into the city, and after crossing the bay bridge, it continued along the coastal road. Xiao Du asked, puzzled, "Captain Liu, where are they going?"

"The Guest House!"

"What are you going to the guesthouse for?"

"Want to know?"

"Um!"

I'm not telling you!

"Tsk! Captain Liu, I've noticed you're getting more and more irritating with your words these days."

The Shanghai-plated sedan stopped briefly in front of the guesthouse before driving inside. Old Liu didn't intend to go in with it, but instead parked on the side of the road. Not long after the car stopped, a policeman on patrol on a motorcycle came over and knocked on the car window.

"Comrade, you can't park here. Please move quickly," the patrolling policeman saluted. Old Liu showed him his identification and said, "Comrade, we are from the Nanshan District Public Security Bureau. We are tracking a fraudster. We need to stop temporarily for official business. Please understand!"

The patrolling police officers checked the two men's identification documents, returned them, saluted again, and drove the motorcycle away without saying a word.

Old Liu unbuckled his seatbelt and instructed Xiao Du, "I'll go inside and ask. You wait here for me. If they come out before me, don't wait for me. Just keep following them. I'll figure out how to get back to the station myself."

"Okay," Xiao Du followed the car and sat in the driver's seat. Lao Liu walked to the guard post of the guesthouse without looking back, showed his ID, and entered the guesthouse without any hindrance.

On Liu Kun's side, Zhou Wenbo led the two of them through the lobby, took the elevator to the third floor, and arrived at the door of room 304. After knocking on the door, Zhou Wenbo said to the two of them, "Don't say anything out of line, just listen to my translation."

Liu Kun and Pepper nodded. They thought to themselves, "I don't understand Japanese, so even if I spout nonsense, the Japanese would have to understand. I just don't know this line I learned from the movie, 'Your di! Di la di la de!'"

Liu Kun wondered if anyone could understand the phrase "little foot basin," and thought he would have to try saying it later.

The door opened, and Liu Kun could only see a bald head. His gaze shifted downwards, and he saw a sleazy-looking man in a black suit and gold-rimmed glasses, smiling at the three of them.

"This is Mr. Liu, the most powerful 'financialist' in our Tuocheng," Zhou Wenbo began to introduce in a rapid-fire manner. Then he pointed to the middle-aged man and said to Liu Kun and Hu Jiao, "This is Mr. Yamada Inuro, a big businessman from Japan."

After hearing the name, Pepper turned to Liu Kun and asked in confusion, "Brother Kun, why is this little foot basin's name so strange? Why did it name itself 'Dog Wave'?"

"Who cares if it's weird or not, greet him," Liu Kun said with a grin, nodding and bowing to Yamada Inuro, "Hello, Mr. Inuro."

"Hello, Mr. Dog Wave!"

Yamada also bowed slightly and said in somewhat broken Chinese, "Mr. Liu, Mr. Hu, it's an honor to meet you."

After the group entered the room, they found another person sitting on the sofa. When he saw Liu Kun and the others come in, he politely stood up and nodded. Zhou Wenbo then explained to them, "This is Mr. Watanabe Masumi."

"Hello, Mr. Stupid!"

Pepper spoke again in a low voice, "One's a 'dog's laziness,' and the other's a 'real idiot.' What kind of fucking lousy names are these?"

Liu Kun glared at him. After everyone sat down, before Liu Kun could even speak, Yamada suddenly took out two wooden boxes from his briefcase, placed them on the coffee table, and pushed them in front of Liu Kun and Pepper respectively.

Liu Kun opened the wooden box and found that it contained a gold watch with the word "ROLEX" printed on the dial. Pepper, who didn't know much about watches, wasn't that surprised; she just thought the watch was really beautiful.

But Liu Kun knew his stuff. He used to rely on counterfeit goods to swindle people, and he had bought many fake watches before, so he naturally recognized this Rolex gold watch. Seeing the real gold watch in the wooden box in his hand, he suppressed his greed and looked at Zhou Wenbo, asking, "What's going on here? Didn't you say you were exchanging foreign currency? Pawning it costs a different price!"

After listening to Zhou Wenbo's translation, Yamada Inuro smiled and pointed to the wooden box in Liu Kun's hand, saying, "There's no rush for the exchange. This is a gift for you two, so please accept it."

"You're really giving me this? I can't accept something for nothing," Liu Kun thought. Even if he were stupid, he would know that this gift was probably not for nothing. These two little devils must be up to something.

"These two watches are just ordinary gifts, nothing special," Yamada Inuro said with a smile. "I'm here today to do a long-term, big business deal with Mr. Liu. I've heard that Mr. Liu has extensive connections in Nanshan, and can even talk to many factory owners?"

"Of course," Liu Kun patted his chest, feigning confidence, "In this small corner of Tuocheng, there's nothing I, Liu Kun, can't handle."

"Yoshi!"

A glint of light flashed in Yamada's eyes. "I'm not here just to exchange money with Liu-san. If Liu-san can help me with something, I can provide you with a steady stream of US dollars at an exchange rate two points higher than the market rate."

Liu Kun became wary, but remained outwardly calm. He looked at Yamada Inuro and asked, "Mr. Inuro, what do you need me to do for you? As long as it's within my power, I guarantee I'll do it perfectly."

"It's easy," Yamada Inuro said in a low voice, even though Liu Kun couldn't understand what he was saying. "I hope you can help me get some information about the core engine of Snapdragon Motors from their R&D department, the more detailed the better!"

"What the hell?" Liu Kun was stunned. He hadn't expected that the little foot basin had gone through all this trouble just for this. "What do you need that thing for?"