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

The day after receiving a call from Secretary Zhou Haimin, Chen Dong flew back to Tuocheng from South Africa on his private Viscount plane. His Xiaochi Jueying 500RR won two championships at the South African race, causing quite a stir in Europe and the entire motorcycle enthusiast community.

It was already the end of March. With the crackdown in Laojie, all districts and counties in Tuocheng had carried out large and small crackdowns in preparation for the arrival of the central government leaders on their southern tour in April.

This is the first time that Tuocheng has received an inspection from high-level central leaders. Not only did the Tuocheng Municipal Party Committee attach great importance to it, but the Guangdong Provincial Party Committee also dispatched a guidance team to stay at the guesthouse. In addition, the day before the central leaders arrived, the Provincial Party Secretary Ding Zhuo would arrive in Tuocheng a day in advance to conduct pre-departure supervision.

On the way out of Waisha Airport, Chen Dong's convoy saw many people wearing white shirts with their sleeves rolled up, sweeping the road with brooms, while others were taking photos and recording the work.

Judging from this scene, the locals of Tuocheng knew that some high-ranking leader must be coming to their city soon. Otherwise, these government officials who usually sit in offices wouldn't be so bored as to sweep the streets under the scorching sun.

As the traffic lights came on, the army of bicycles blocking the "Dilu" convoy took the lead and rode off. The streetlights along the city roads had been decorated with national flags, and some roadside walls had been repainted with promotional slogans. Everything was so thriving, demonstrating the vigorous development of Tuocheng as the first special economic zone.

In recent years, as Tuocheng's economy has become more prosperous, the roads in the city have been transformed from the original potholed cement repairs to asphalt roads. When the Dilu car drove up, Chen Dong sat inside and felt so smooth that he couldn't feel any bumps at all.

After getting onto the Nanzhao Highway, the convoy drove at 80 mph towards Lianzhai. It wasn't that the convoy was speeding, but rather that the Nanzhao Highway, as the main road connecting the urban area of ​​Tuocheng to the Nanshan District, had been designated as an urban expressway by the Tuocheng Transportation Bureau, with a speed limit of 80 mph.

However, some cars lacked power and could only go 60 km/h. The "Dilu" convoy drove at the speed limit the whole way, which made it seem like they were speeding, drawing envious glances from many people driving Shanghai-plated or Beijing-plated vehicles.

"Dinner's ready!"

Inside the Chen family's old house in Lianzhai, several tables were set up. Chen Xiangui took advantage of Chen Dong's return today to hold a relocation celebration for the five brothers as well.

Chen Zaixing had already renovated the houses in Huaxing Garden for his four older brothers, and they could move in anytime. The brothers had originally planned to postpone the wedding banquet and move in first, but Grandma Wei Shufen stopped them.

According to the old lady, such a big event as moving to a new house should be celebrated with a few tables of food and drinks to entertain relatives and friends and inform them. Otherwise, people will think that you have become successful and look down on them, which is not good.

Chen Zaixing allocated the house to his four older brothers, but not to his second uncle Chen Xianfu and third uncle Chen Xianhai, his two cousins. These days, the two uncles have been looking rather sullen whenever they see Chen Zaixing.

Chen Zaixing didn't care at all and still greeted his two uncles warmly. Today, Chen Dong returned to the old house to prepare for a banquet. Chen Zaixing went to the house with a smile, intending to invite the two families to the banquet, but he didn't get a good look.

Chen Xianfu and Chen Xianhai only exchanged a few perfunctory words, and Chen Zaixing did not linger. He had already done his duty as a nephew in terms of etiquette, and besides, it was just a housewarming banquet, not a big deal, so why did he have to invite them?

Come if you want, don't come if you don't!

Inside the main room, Xiao Chenhui and Xiao Rongguo were sharing the small gifts they brought back from South Africa, all of which were local handicrafts. Zhang Yi was holding Xiao Huiyi and chatting with Grandma Wei Shufen. When Chen Zaiguang called out that dinner was ready, Grandma Wei Shufen then prepared to get up and move to the table.

When Huang Lanzhi helped her up, she saw that only the eldest son's family and a few cousins ​​were in the main room. None of the families of his second and youngest sons had come.

Grandma Wei Shufen frowned slightly, turned to Huang Lanzhi and asked, "Lanzhi, didn't you send someone to call the second and third sons?"

"Fifth Brother went to call them, maybe something's holding him up," Huang Lanzhi helped Grandma Wei Shufen sit down on a bench, then turned to Chen Zaixing, who was playing with his nephews, and called out, "Fifth Brother, I told you to go call your second and youngest uncles, where are they?"

"I've already called them, but they didn't come," Chen Zaixing said with a mischievous grin as he stood up. "Then I'll go call them again."

"Hurry up and bring them over. They're dawdling over the meal," Chen Xiangui nagged at his youngest son, Chen Zaixing.

Chen Zaixing waved and ran out quickly, "I know, I know, I'll go right now, to invite my two uncles to the banquet!"

When Chen Zaixing arrived at his second uncle Chen Xianfu's house, he pushed the door open and found it was bolted from the inside. He pounded on the door and called out, "Second Uncle, Second Aunt, Brother Zaiming, Brother Zaiju, come over for the feast."

After knocking on the door for a long time, it finally opened a crack. Second Aunt Zheng Ling, holding chopsticks, poked her head out and said to Chen Zaixing, "Zaixing, we won't go over to eat. We've already started eating at home."

"No, Auntie, I came over at noon and told Uncle that you could come over together. Why are you cooking for yourselves?" Chen Zaixing's smile faded a bit, and he invited again, "Auntie, then don't eat yet. Adong is back too, let's have some fun together."

"No, no, you guys eat, your second uncle is not worthy of it," Zheng Ling said, and then slammed the door shut.

Chen Zaixing looked at the closed courtyard gate, said nothing more, turned around and went to his third uncle's house, only to encounter the same scene as his second uncle's house, where he was also turned away.

Back at the old house, everyone was already seated at the head of the table, waiting for the banquet to begin. Upon seeing Chen Zaixing return, Chen Xiangui asked, "Where are your second and third uncles? Why didn't they come with you?"

"My second and third uncles said they're not worthy of this, so they won't be coming," Chen Zaixing said with a cold face as he sat down on the bench, opened the bottle of Moutai in front of him, and poured himself a full cup of liquor.

Chen Dong looked at everyone and realized they were all looking at him, probably afraid he would misunderstand something. So he smiled and said, "Since Uncle Er and Uncle San are busy and can't come, let's eat by ourselves first."

"Oh! Dinner's ready!" Xiao Rongguo picked up his chopsticks and called out to his mother, Wu Fangru, "Mom, I want to eat shrimp. Can you peel them for me?"

"You wish! I'll peel the shells for you. Do you want me to eat the shrimp for you too?" Wu Fangru tapped her son's head. Over the years, he had learned a lot from his older brother Chen Hui, and now he even peeled the shrimp for him.

"I don't want you to eat it for me, Mom. I can eat it myself, hee hee!"