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

The Viscount's plane landed smoothly on the runway of Jincheng Airport. The plane slowly taxied to the parking position required by the control tower. After the rear door closed, a luxury car with a gold horse head emblem on the front of the plane, the "Dilu", drove out of the cabin under the careful driving of the driver and stopped under the pier.

In the waiting hall, many passengers saw this scene through the floor-to-ceiling windows and couldn't help but wonder which young master was making such a grand show, using such a precious means of transportation as an airplane to transport such a car.

Chen Zaiguang got off the plane first, while Chen Rongfei, carrying his "Hook" brand backpack, followed his father Chen Zaiguang into the back seat of the "Dilu" sedan. After getting in the car, Chen Rongfei frowned and said to his father, "Dad, I think it might be a bit too conspicuous for us to go to school like this."

"Son, remember this: people often value your clothes and family background more than your talent or appearance," Chen Zaiguang said to Chen Rongfei after helping him fasten his seatbelt.

"Do you think that just because you came quietly by train, carrying all those bags into the school, the school leaders wouldn't know you're my son, Chen Zaiguang?"

"But at least it will give the school leaders a better impression," Chen Rongfei explained. "I still think it's a bit too ostentatious."

"Your second uncle also went to university. Why didn't he object when I suggested at home that I personally send you to school?" Chen Zaiguang knew that his son was calm and low-key, which was a good thing. But sometimes, if you have the ability but are too low-key, you will be taken advantage of.

Chen Rongfei shook his head, and Chen Zaiguang smiled and said, "If you weren't my son, and if you didn't have all these uncles supporting you, you could have gone to school quietly and left the impression on the school leaders that you were a hardworking and diligent student."

“Ordinary people may rarely have the opportunity to have relatively equal and close contact with high-level administrative leaders in their lifetime. Even university leaders, after graduation, when they go to their workplace to do something, they probably have a hard time even seeing a section chief,” Chen Zaiguang said, pointing to Chen Rongfei and then to himself. “But you are my son, Chen Zaiguang. As long as you can graduate from university smoothly, I believe you will not stop here.”

"Once you're in school, you need to actively showcase yourself and leverage your strengths to let the school leaders know about you, understand?"

Chen Rongfei nodded as if he understood, and the father and son then sat quietly in the car, looking at the scenery along the streets of Jincheng. Soon they arrived at Jincheng University of Political Science and Law, and the car was stopped by the gatekeeper at the school gate.

Some local parents who brought their new children to school looked on with envy at the luxury car, "Dilu," which had been stopped, and inquired about which high-ranking official's son it was, given its grand entourage.

The gatekeeper quickly contacted the school's security department and confirmed Chen Zaiguang's license plate number before opening the school gate to allow the "Dilu" car to enter the campus. Once the car was inside, the school gate, which had been blocked because the "Dilu" car had been stopped, was cleared again.

The car stopped in front of the school office building. Not far away, some students were getting off buses with large bags and small packages of luggage. Chen Rongfei also opened the back door, put on a new lightweight backpack, and stood by the door, looking around the campus.

Among the crowd getting off the bus, Qi Tongguang stood alone, carrying a bundle of cotton quilts on his back and a dirty canvas bag in his hand. He looked at Chen Rongfei, who was standing at the back door of the black sedan looking around, and looked away with some shame.

Chen Zaiguang led his son to the stall with the banner that read "New Student Registration". With a smile, he handed his son Chen Rongfei's admission notice and household registration documents to a young female student named Jiang Liwen sitting behind the stall. When Jiang Liwen saw Chen Rongfei's name, her smile froze for a moment, but she quickly recovered.

"Chen, your freshman registration isn't here. I'll take you to the department head's office," Jiang Liwen said to the student next to her, then got up and led Chen Zaiguang and his son toward the school office building.

Arriving at the door of an office on the second floor, Jiang Liwen knocked twice. A voice inside said, "Come in." Jiang Liwen then pushed open the door and went in. There were two people sitting on the sofa in the inner room: Qiu Yaowen, the department head, and Hou Pingshun, the deputy secretary of the department's Party branch.

When Qiu and Hou saw Jiang Liwen bring Chen Zaiguang and his son into the room, they stood up with some confusion and asked, "Jiang, who are these two?"

"Director Qiu, Secretary Hou, this new student's name is Chen Rongfei. This is his admission notice and organizational affiliation. Please take a look." Jiang Liwen didn't say a word of nonsense. As soon as she mentioned Chen Rongfei's name, the two department leaders opposite her immediately understood.

Oh! It's Guan... Chen Rongfei.

"It's Chen, right? This must be Comrade Chen Zaiguang. Please sit down, don't stand," Department Head Qiu Yaowen said warmly, shaking hands with Chen Zaiguang and Chen Rongfei. The four of them then sat down on the sofa.

Jiang Liwen did not leave immediately. Instead, she carried the kettle, brewed tea for Chen Zaiguang and his son, and brought it over. She also refilled the cups of Qiu Yaowen and Hou Pingshun with hot water. After doing all this, she carried the half-empty kettle downstairs to get more hot water.

After Jiang Liwen left, Qiu Yaowen smiled and said, "Comrade Chen, Rongfei, you must be tired from your journey. Have you eaten yet?"

"We ate on the plane, Director Qiu," Chen Zaiguang said, taking out a pack of Huazi cigarettes and offering one to each of them. Hou Yaowen took the cigarette and, upon hearing Chen Zaiguang's words, couldn't help but gasp. As expected of a big capitalist who could generate nearly ten million US dollars in foreign exchange for the country every year, his tone of voice was indeed different.

Hou Pingshun listened with a smile. Before Chen Rongfei, a student with a rather special status, even before he reported for duty, the school leaders had already held a discussion meeting. They decided that Chen Rongfei should be treated in a way that was both "special" and not too special.

After all, this student's file showed that his father was a well-known private entrepreneur in Tuocheng after the reform and opening up, and his uncle was an American overseas tycoon. The family background and relationships in the file were still very sensitive in 84, enough to make the school leaders give him a certain amount of special treatment.

The school leaders had to find a delicate balance between making Chen Rongfei feel isolated by the organization and preventing his capitalist "young master" behavior from affecting the feelings of other students. This delicate balance tested Jincheng University of Political Science and Law's reception and handling capabilities.

After all, for a serious, official university like the University of Political Science and Law, although the government has indeed implemented economic reform policies at the national level, Chen Rongfei's arrival still "needs to be strengthened and guided."