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

"You owe me one million!"

When Liu Guoliang said this, even Fang Songmao was shocked, let alone the others in the conference room. Chen Dong was so angry that he laughed.

Chen Xiangui slammed his fist on the table and stood up, pointing at Liu Guoliang and yelling, "You motherfucker! Are you out of your mind, asking for a million? Have you ever even counted a thousand dollars in your entire life?!"

Huang Lanzhi also started cursing, "You Liu family members are all blinded by money! With your character, you think you can expect my three grandsons to support you, Liu Guomin, in your old age? We wouldn't even support a dog!"

"Secretary Tian, ​​Secretary Wang, you heard it too, one million!" Chen Dong didn't blame Liu Guomin and the others, but said to Tian Chulian and Wang Fuquan, "I've really opened my eyes today. These days, even your own child can be sold by weight."

Fang Songmao's face turned pale and then green, and he wished he could slap his brother-in-law Liu Guoliang across the face. He had planned everything, but he never expected Liu Guoliang to be so brainless and to reveal his trump card so aggressively right from the start.

Even Fang Songmao, with his extensive experience and years of social interaction, wouldn't dare mention one million in front of the Chen family. The Chen family may be wealthy, but they're not fools. If they were to actually agree to such blatant extortion, something would be amiss.

Fang Songmao knew that today's matter was completely ruined.

Liu Guomin also turned around abruptly, glared fiercely at his younger brother, and shouted angrily in a low voice, "What nonsense are you spouting again!"

"How could I be talking nonsense?" Liu Guoliang retorted, sticking his neck out. "Who will take care of you when you get old? It will be your younger brother and your nephew who will. This million is a guarantee for your and your nephew to support us in our old age!"

"Get out of here! You have no right to speak here!" Liu Guomin couldn't hold back any longer. If Chen Lianxiang went back and told Shaozhong and Shaoqun that their father was planning to "sell" them for a million, the three children would be heartbroken.

He genuinely wanted to take his three children home. If Chen Lianxiang really remarried and had children with Lin Qingsheng, his three children might find themselves in an awkward situation. In this world, with a stepfather, a mother might also become a stepmother.

Liu Guomin was poor, and he used to listen to whatever his mother, Liu Lishi, said. He thought that it was not easy for his mother, Liu Lishi, to raise the three of them alone as a widow. But since his divorce from Chen Lianxiang, his mother, Liu Lishi, has not changed her ways and instead turned her attention to her younger brother and sister-in-law, He Guiqin, and tried to cause trouble in various ways.

Liu Guomin, who was looking at the problem from an outsider's perspective, slowly began to change his mind. He realized that he had really been wrong before. His younger sister-in-law, He Guiqin, was full of grievances. Chen Lianxiang was in the same situation back then.

The real problem in his family was his mother, Liu Lishi, but he only realized it now, and it was too late. Chen Lianxiang had already divorced him and was planning to marry Lin Qingsheng and go to America.

Even if Liu Guomin wanted to win Chen Lianxiang back, it was already impossible. The only thing he could salvage now was his relationship with his three children.

He wanted to bring his three children home and also planned to move out of the Liu family's old house, whether to the county or another township, he didn't want to live with his mother anymore.

"Uncle... Uncle Chen, Lianxiang, everyone," Fang Liuguo said with difficulty, his throat dry from anger at his younger brother Liu Guoliang. "My brother Guoliang doesn't think before he speaks, and his nonsense doesn't count. Please don't take it to heart. I'm only here today to pick up the three children."

Chen Dong raised an eyebrow and said, "It doesn't count. Liu Guomin, you're not complaining that you didn't get enough, are you?"

Liu Guomin simply shook his head at Chen Dong's sarcasm. "I came here today to discuss with Lianxiang that after she marries Mr. Lin, they will have three children: Shaoling, Shaozhong, and Shaoqun. I want to bring them back and raise them myself."

Huang Lanzhi said disdainfully, "Raising the child yourself? You make it sound so easy. There was a written agreement back then. You took that five thousand yuan, and the child's custody went to Lianxiang. Now you want to go back on your word, and we have to agree?"

"I haven't spent a single penny of the five thousand dollars; it's all in the bank," Liu Guomin said, taking out his bankbook and placing it on the table. "I can return the money to you now."

As he spoke, Liu Guomin looked at Lin Qingsheng and said, "Mr. Lin, you're marrying Lianxiang. Lianxiang is still young, and the two of you will definitely have your own children. To avoid making you feel uncomfortable..."

"Your brother just mentioned your retirement. I'm not familiar with the laws here in China, but if you insist on money, I think one million US dollars is too much. I can only give you a maximum of one hundred thousand US dollars," Lin Qingsheng said to Liu Guomin, now acting as Chen Lianxiang's husband and the stepfather of their three children.

"But this $100,000 comes with conditions..."

"No! I don't want money!"

"Brother, are you crazy!"

Liu Guoliang shouted anxiously, wishing he could help his brother Liu Guomin agree to the conditions Lin Qingsheng hadn't mentioned. The one million he had asked for was Chinese yuan, but this "fake" foreigner actually offered one hundred thousand US dollars. What was there to hesitate about?

Snapped!

Liu Guomin could no longer hold back. He slapped his younger brother, Liu Guoliang, across the face and yelled at him, "Get back home! Shaoling and the others are your own nephews, not things you can sell for money!"

"No matter how poor or useless I, Liu Guomin, am, I would never use my own son and daughter to exchange for money," Liu Guomin pointed at his younger brother Liu Guoliang, then looked at his brother-in-law Fang Songmao. "If I really did that, I wouldn't be able to hold my head up when I die and meet my father!"

"Mr. Lin, please stop talking to me about money. I may be poor, but please don't insult me ​​like this," Liu Guomin said, placing the bankbook on the table in front of Chen Xiangui. "Uncle Chen, the five thousand yuan in this bankbook is untouched, and I'm returning it to you!"

Chen Xiangui made no attempt to take it, simply watching Liu Guomin quietly, unsure whether Liu Guomin was putting on an act for them, trying to sell at a higher price, or genuinely just wanted to take his three grandsons back home.

But it's impossible for him to take them back. Not only would Chen Xiangui disagree, but Chen Lianxiang and even the Chen brothers would not agree to let Liu Guomin take his three nephews away.

Chen Xiangui was unaware that Liu Guomin planned to move out of the Liu family's old house after returning home. Even if he did know, given Liu Guomin's current situation, it was uncertain whether he could even support himself. How could he possibly let his grandson go with Liu Guomin to live a life of hardship and poverty?

"I'm not getting my money back," Chen Xiangui said, shaking his head. "And you won't be able to take the child away either. Just give up on that idea!"