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

"I won't allow anyone to come without my permission!"

As soon as Chen Dong spoke, the atmosphere became awkward. Luo Jun, the director of the county health bureau, also froze, mainly because he had no way to deal with Chen Dong in front of him.

The supplies were brought in legally and belonged to an individual. Before they were officially donated to Nanshan County People's Hospital, the disposal of these supplies was entirely up to Chen Dong.

If you dare to forcibly detain them, and they complain to the Overseas Chinese Affairs Office, you'll be in big trouble, including the Municipal Health Bureau. Especially now, at this critical time, the country is making great efforts to attract foreign investment to invest and set up factories in China.

If this kind of thing happens, and someone from China exposes it in the newspapers, it could cause an international dispute. Luo Jun, a mere director of the Nanshan County Health Bureau, can't possibly shoulder such a huge burden.

"Comrade Chen, don't panic," Luo Jun quickly stepped in to smooth things over. "The Municipal Bureau called Director Guo over just to get a better understanding of the situation; they didn't say they actually intended to withhold these supplies!"

"Whether you understand or not, I don't care. All I know is that I paid for these supplies to be purchased from Japan. Your city's central hospital didn't participate in the rescue of my sister. I only donated to Nanshan County People's Hospital," Chen Dong said, his attitude still firm.

Chen Dong grew up in America and did not understand the spirit of selfless dedication to the collective in China at that time. His donation of supplies to Nanshan County People's Hospital was driven by selfish motives.

In fact, even in America, donating supplies or funds to local hospitals is very common. Chen Dong's grandfather, Chen Shengyu, donated a large amount of money to a hospital in New York in his early years to help the hospital focus on developing and improving medical treatment methods for a certain disease.

In America, there aren't large, comprehensive hospitals like those in China. Instead, many hospitals focus on treating a single disease, becoming leaders in their fields, which then attracts more wealthy individuals to invest and donate, allowing them to continue to grow and expand.

America is a capitalist country. Things that benefit the general public are unprofitable, and for capitalists, losing money is worse than death!

Chen Dong's mindset at this time was still the same as his America approach: investing in and donating to a hospital, making it bigger and stronger, and turning it into a leader in the industry, benefiting people in one place or in another.

Chen Dong's goal is very clear: to prepare for the future development of his industrial zone, and also for his aunt and uncle. Your city center hospital, no matter how much you talk, is useless!

Chen Dong is first and foremost a capitalist and businessman, and only secondly a returned overseas Chinese. All his future investments in Lianzhai must be based on his goal of making a profit.

Chen Dong was able to invest 100 million US dollars because he believed that he could earn back the money many times over in the future through the Lianzhai Industrial Zone. That's why he chose to invest.

Upon hearing Chen Dong's words, Guo Kun was secretly pleased. He hadn't expected Chen Dong to trust Nanshan County People's Hospital so much. Guo Kun feigned a troubled expression and looked at Luo Jun, "Director Luo, what do you think we should do about this?"

"Come with me to the Municipal Bureau first!" Luo Jun sighed, and then walked downstairs first.

Seeing that Luo Jun had left first, Guo Kun whispered to Chen Dong, "Mr. Chen, I am truly grateful for your trust in Nanshan County People's Hospital. When I return from the Municipal Bureau, I'll prepare some snacks and drinks at the state-run restaurant. I hope you'll do me the honor of joining me!"

"Okay, Dean Guo, don't worry, I'll say the same thing to everyone: I'll only donate to Nanshan County People's Hospital!"

Guo Kun hurriedly ran downstairs. Luo Jun's Shanghai-plated 760 sedan was parked next to Chen Dong's Maybach. Luo Jun, who was in the back seat, was staring at Chen Dong's Maybach, lost in thought. Guo Kun carefully opened the passenger door and was about to get in.

Luo Jun snapped out of his daze and smiled at Guo Kun, saying, "Old Guo, sit in the back. I have something to tell you."

Seeing Luo Jun's smiling face, completely unlike the stern expression he had shown at his office door, Guo Kun closed the passenger door and sat in the back. "Director Luo, your car is certainly impressive!"

"Compared to other people's cars, how can this one be considered impressive?" Luo Jun laughed and offered Guo Kun a Peony cigarette. Guo Kun smiled and lit it for Luo Jun. "Director Luo, I'm not just saying this, but I still think cars should be made in China. They look good, and they're comfortable to sit in!"

Luo Jun pointed at Guo Kun with his cigarette between his fingers, and said with a smile, "You old Guo, you're not being honest!"

Guo Kun smiled but didn't answer. He lit a cigarette, started the car, and headed towards the city. The two men smoked in silence for a long time before Luo Jun broke the silence, saying to Guo Kun, "Old Guo, you're a veteran Party member now, and you know some of the organization's rules. You've been working hard to plunder the rich, and you're quite overweight. You can't just watch your brother units go hungry, can you?"

Guo Kun knew Luo Jun would say that. He looked at Luo Jun with a bitter expression and said, "Director Luo, the conditions at our Nanshan County People's Hospital are very difficult!"

"Dada dada!"

Luo Jun laughed and waved his hand to stop Guo Kun's performance, "Still complaining to me from across the room, huh? Comrade Chen Dong has over a dozen cabinets of supplies and equipment, and you're telling me the conditions at Nanshan County People's Hospital are difficult? Even the capital's hospitals don't have as much equipment as you have!"

"Director Luo, you can't say that. The equipment and stuff haven't arrived yet," Guo Kun said with a smile. "As the director, you know the conditions of our county hospital better than anyone else."

"Comrade Chen Dong told me the other day that our county hospital, despite its fancy name, is completely lacking in everything, even more shabby than America's private clinic," Guo Kun said, clutching his chest. "When I heard that, I felt that if our county hospital could just get some basic equipment sorted out, even if I, as the vice president, retired immediately, it would be a way of doing right by the people of Nanshan County!"

Seeing that Guo Kun was playing dumb, Luo Jun stopped beating around the bush and went straight to the point, "Old Guo, let me make this clear: the equipment and supplies donated by Comrade Chen Dong can't all be given to your county hospital. You can't handle that, understand?"

Guo Kun kept his head down, not looking at Luo Jun, and finally retorted in a low voice, "But Comrade Chen Dong said he would only donate to our county hospital, and wouldn't give to anyone else!"

"Comrade Chen Dong came back from America. He doesn't understand, but don't you?"

"But……"

"Don't give me any 'buts'," Luo Jun said, offering Guo Kun another Peony cigarette. This time, Luo Jun lit the cigarette for Guo Kun himself, making Guo Kun feel flattered. "Don't feel wronged. We have to consider the bigger picture. We can't just enrich your county hospital while other hospitals are better off than your county hospital."

"But what about Comrade Chen Dong?"