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

New York, Melody International Airport

When the Viscount plane, painted in red and yellow, landed smoothly on runway 3 at the airport, it was already 3 a.m. local time. The airport terminal was still brightly lit, and customers waiting for connecting flights or boarding flights were still coming and going in an endless stream.

When Chen Dong and his group landed, the children were rubbing their sleepy eyes, and the adults were also a little tired after a long flight of more than ten hours. They stepped on the wet ground that had just been rained on, got into several "Dilu" cars, and drove off the tarmac.

Yes, the Swift's "Dilu" and "Zhaoyebai" series of cars were also exported to America. At this time, America's domestic industries had not yet completely shifted overseas, and the people of America were still very confident in the automotive crafts produced in their country.

Unlike later generations, when America used various methods to prevent Chinese cars from entering the American market as if by a neurotic impulse, at this time America did not impose high tariffs on imported cars from China. Therefore, cars under the 'Dilu' brand, such as the 'Xiaochi' brand, fought fiercely with Japanese cars in America.

Japanese and German car manufacturers were utterly defeated by the affordable yet high-spec cars from Snapdragon.

After returning to the manor, Chen Zaiguang and the others washed up quickly and went straight to sleep. They were too tired, and since it was already midnight, no one would want to visit the manor in the middle of the night.

The next morning, while Chen Dong was still fast asleep in bed, Chen Xiangui and the others were already up, eating soy milk and fried dough sticks prepared by the servants at the long table. Huang Lanzhi looked at the decorations in the room and exclaimed in amazement, "Is this the house where my great-uncle used to live? It's so luxurious!"

Zhang Yi wiped the milk stains from the corner of her daughter Xiao Huiyi's mouth, smiled and shook her head, saying, "Master hasn't stayed here much. This manor was originally built for Tony and me to use when we got married. Master's own house is in Chinatown."

Chen Xiangui sipped his soy milk, then peeked out at the vast lawn. An automatic sprinkler was spinning, watering the lawn, and several workers were mowing the sprouting grass. He shook his head and said, "Such a large area, all used for grass, it's such a waste. Why not grow some vegetables, or even cultivate it into a field?"

"No, Dad. In America, you can't use the yard to grow crops. That's called changing the land use without permission, and you'll be fined," Lin Qingsheng explained to Chen Xiangui. "And if you plant crops and it causes the property prices in the area to drop, the homeowners' association will come looking for trouble. It's not worth it to get fined and have people cause trouble just for growing a few vegetables."

"Besides, people who can afford to live in a manor like this aren't short of money for groceries. There's no need to go to such lengths," Lin Qingsheng said. Chen Xiangui, Huang Lanzhi, and the others were somewhat surprised. "The American government doesn't care about these things?"

"That's what the law says, but nobody actually dares to come to the manor to check," Zhang Yi said with a smile. "Americans value their dignity a lot. No rich person would do the work of a farmer; it would be beneath their status for them."

After hearing this, Huang Lanzhi didn't press the matter further. Instead, she asked about their daily shopping, "Where do you buy your groceries? I looked around all last night and didn't see any supermarkets or department stores nearby."

"When we drive to the city, the family chef usually goes to buy the vegetables, which are delivered directly to us. It's very convenient," Zhang Yi replied.

"Goodness, even going out to buy groceries requires a car. No wonder they say it's a capitalist country, where everything forces people to spend money. Without a car, even eating would be a problem," Chen Xiangui shook his head and complained. "America, if she didn't have money, she'd have a hard time surviving."

Zhang Yilin, Qingsheng, Chen Lianxiang, and others simply smiled and remained silent in the face of Chen Xiangui's words. Indeed, in America, if you don't have money, it's really hard to survive, but if you have money, you can live a life where everything is provided for you.

"Uncle, hurry up and eat, stop talking. After you finish eating, my brother and I will take you to the grove behind the house to see the little house we built last time," Ronghui, who had already finished breakfast, urged Chen Xiangui when he saw that the adults were busy talking.

Xiao Rongguo chimed in from the side, "Grandpa, hurry up and eat, stop talking, or I'll eat for you."

"You silly boy, you even help Grandpa eat. If Grandpa gets hungry, will you help him go hungry?" Chen Xiangui reached out and flicked Rongguo on the head. Rongguo cried out and covered his forehead, then angrily followed his brother Ronghui out the door.

Chen Rongjie had finished eating. Seeing his two mischievous younger brothers running out the door, he quickly said to everyone, "Grandpa, Grandma, Mom, Dad, Aunt, you all eat first. I'll go check on Jimi and Rongguo."

Ronghui and Xiao Rongguo ran ahead, while Roddy chased after them happily, panting. Further behind, Roddy's three newborn golden retriever puppies, only three months old, also followed along, huffing and puffing, running around with great joy.

"Hurry up, Roddy!" Ronghui clapped his hands at his fat golden retriever. Roddy was very smart and never overtook his little master. He ran with great effort all the way, but he just couldn't run fast. He would occasionally look back at his three puppies.

As soon as Chen Rongjie came out, he saw a big, fat yellow dog chasing his two younger brothers. He was startled, afraid that the dog would bite Ronghui and Rongguo, and shouted, "Jimi and Rongguo, come here quickly, your brother is here."

At the same time, he ran over quickly and caught up with the golden retriever. With a headbutt and a slam, he subdued the golden retriever. Roddy looked at Chen Rongjie with a questioning look, sticking out his tongue. "Human, what are you doing?"

The three golden retriever puppies surrounded Chen Rongjie and started licking him affectionately. Ronghui then turned around and saw this scene. He shouted to Chen Rongjie, "Brother, you can't step on Roddy! She just had her puppies not long ago!"

After being released, Roddy didn't blame Chen Rongjie. Instead, it circled around him, licked his hand as a greeting, and then continued running towards its little master.

Seeing Ronghui and Rongguo playing enthusiastically with the dogs, Chen Rongjie realized that he had misunderstood. The three golden retrievers were still running around him, licking his hand and nibbling his trouser leg, very lively.

Chen Dong got up in the master bedroom on the second floor, opened the window, and looked down at the lawn where his son Ronghui and nephew Rongguo were playing wildly with Luo Di. He smiled, stretched, and turned to walk into the bathroom.

When Chen Dong came downstairs, Chen Xiangui and the others had already finished breakfast and were chatting in the living room about visiting Lin Qingsheng's parents. They asked Chen Dong if he wanted to come along.

"I have to go to the main hall later, so I won't be going with you."