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

"However, the most important thing is to apply for the qualification document for receiving foreign guests from the Municipal Government Office and the Foreign Affairs Office. I'll ask about it for you later."

After listening to Chen Dong's words, Chen Zaisheng nodded thoughtfully, then looked at Lin Qingsheng with a more serious tone, "Qingsheng, this qualification for receiving foreign guests is not something that can be obtained casually. There are only a few places in Tuocheng that can receive foreign guests, and they were all approved by higher authorities."

"If your hotel can get the license, it will indeed be a good business. But if you can't, you can only do business with domestic guests and compete with those guesthouses. It's not worth investing so much money."

"The second brother is right, so this qualification is the first step, and also the most crucial step," Chen Zaiguang nodded. "However, from what I understand, as a special economic zone, our Tuocheng receives strong support from the city for foreign investment. The Qingsheng project can not only solve employment problems but also generate foreign exchange, so I believe the city will support it."

Chen Zaiguang, who rarely speaks, also chimed in with a smile, "Brother is right. The city is currently worried about not having a decent place to receive foreign guests. My senior brother used to host several foreign businessmen at the state-run hotel, and they all complained about the poor accommodations. If the Qingsheng project is implemented, I think it has great potential."

After everyone expressed their opinions, the atmosphere in the main room became even warmer. Chen Xianfu and Chen Xianhai sat there somewhat awkwardly, listening to Chen Dong and Chen Zaiguang talk about Lin Qingsheng and Chen Lianxiang's hotel investment, unable to get a word in edgewise.

Huang Lanzhi smiled and nodded. Although she didn't know much about hotel management, she knew from Chen Dong's words that the industry her son-in-law had chosen was one that even her billionaire nephew approved of.

She turned to look at Chen Xiangui and saw that although the old man didn't say anything, his eyebrows and eyes relaxed, and the weight in her heart was completely lifted.

Just as everyone was discussing the hotel's location, Chen Rongyuan led Liu Shaoling, Liu Shaozhong, and Liu Shaoqun, the three siblings, into the courtyard. Liu Shaoling was at the front, but when she saw Lin Qingsheng sitting next to her mother, she stopped abruptly and stood at a distance, too timid to approach.

Liu Shaozhong also saw Lin Qingsheng, his little brows furrowed immediately, his lips pursed, and he wanted to turn around and run outside, but Chen Rongyuan grabbed him, "Shaozhong, what are you doing? Your mother brought your Uncle Lin home, so you can go to America from now on..."

"I don't want to!" Liu Shaozhong shouted, interrupting his cousin Chen Rongyuan, and ran out crying. Seeing this, Liu Shaoqun turned to his brother and shouted, "Brother, what are you doing!"

The adults in the main room heard the commotion in the courtyard. Lin Qingsheng happened to turn around and saw Liu Shaozhong running out of the courtyard gate crying. Chen Lianxiang saw Liu Shaoqun about to follow him and immediately called out to him, "Shaoqun, stop right there! How rude of you! Your maternal grandparents, uncles, aunts, and other relatives are all here. How have I taught you all this?!"

"Shaoling, what are you standing there for? Come over and say hello to your Uncle Lin," Chen Lianxiang said, then looked at her eldest daughter, Liu Shaoling.

Liu Shaoling stood there, fidgeting with the hem of her clothes, and walked into the main room with a mixture of shyness and timidity. She nodded to Lin Qingsheng and whispered, "Hello, Uncle Lin!"

"Hey!" Lin Qingsheng smiled and nodded, then handed a square box to Liu Shaoling. "This is a gift your uncle brought back from New York. See if you like it."

"Thank you... thank you Uncle Lin, I... like it very much," Liu Shaoling said, taking the box and standing there with her head down. Wu Fangru, seeing this, pulled Liu Shaoling close and hugged her, smiling as she said, "Silly girl, you said you liked it without even looking at it. Let me help you open it and see what gift your Uncle Lin gave you."

Wu Fangru opened the box and found a light pink silk dress inside. She picked it up and held it up to Liu Shaoling, saying, "Shaoling, you'll look really good in this dress."

"I think it looks great too. Come on, Shaoling, let me take you inside to try it on. If it's too small, I'll have my mom take it to the factory and have it altered to a smaller size," Chen Huiqin said as she walked over and pulled the somewhat flustered Liu Shaoling into the room.

Upon hearing this, Chen Zaiguang stood up, grabbed his car keys, and prepared to leave. Chen Zailong quickly said, "Brother, don't go, I'll go."

Chen Zailong walked over to Liu Shaoqun, who was still standing there motionless, and patted his head. "What are you standing there for? Go inside! Listen to your mother, understand?"

"oh!"

Liu Shaoqun walked in awkwardly, approaching his mother Chen Lianxiang. His lips were so pouty they could hang a soy sauce bottle on them. Chen Lianxiang rolled her eyes at him, "Are you mute? Can't you greet people?"

"Hello, Uncle Lin," Liu Shaoqun said, looking at Lin Qingsheng with curiosity. Although he was young, he knew that this person might be his "new father".

Because his mother, Chen Lianxiang, often talked about how wonderful Uncle Lin in New York was and what things he had sent, the sneakers and clothes he wore were all sent by Lin Qingsheng.

He was still at the age where he would befriend whoever played with him or gave him good food, so he wasn't particularly averse to Lin Qingsheng.

Lin Qingsheng reached out and patted Liu Shaoqun's head, then took out a box and handed it to him, saying, "This is a harmonica your uncle gave you. I heard from your mother that you've always wanted one. Look, this one even has your name engraved on it; it's all yours!"

When Liu Shaoqun heard that Lin Qingsheng had given him the harmonica he had been longing for, he couldn't wait to open the box. Inside was a shiny sterling silver harmonica with his name engraved on it. Chen Lianxiang nudged him and said, "Aren't you going to thank your Uncle Lin?"

"Thank you, Uncle Lin," Liu Shaoqun said with a smile as he played with the gift. Lin Ruiqing leaned over and said, "Shaoqun, let Third Aunt see this. Oh my! It's silver! Qingsheng, you're so generous."

"Silver?" Huang Lanzhi reached out and took the harmonica from Lin Ruiqing's hand. She noticed that it was engraved with foreign characters she couldn't understand, except for the three characters "Liu Shaoqun," which she recognized. "Qingsheng, this must have cost a lot of money, right?"

"It wasn't that expensive, just over two thousand. I saw it while on a business trip in Europe. I knew Shaoqun liked it, so I bought it. I even brought it back to Chinatown and had a master craftsman at a gold shop engrave Shaoqun's name on it," Lin Qingsheng replied casually. For him, the price of over two thousand US dollars was really not expensive.

"Oh my, just this one harmonica costs over two thousand?" Chen Qiuxiu exclaimed in surprise in a loud voice. Old Mrs. Wei Shufen, who hadn't said much while sitting there, glared at her and said, "You're so easily surprised by just over two thousand."