Title: Reborn in Handong, Starting with an Investment in Gao Yuliang

Liang's mother flung Liang Lu's hand away.

"How can I not be in a hurry?"

"Your brother has made a huge fuss this time!"

"He's bought up all the television stations and newspapers in the entire Handong Province. How much money must he have poured into that?"

Liang's mother pointed to the GG screen on the TV.

"Director Li's wife just called me and said that people outside are saying that all the money Liang Cheng made from developing Suda New City is going to go down the drain!"

"Who would go buy water to drink?"

"Just turn on the tap at home, and you can get a big pot of water for just a few cents. Once it's boiled, you can drink it however you like!"

Liang Lu nonchalantly picked up a piece of apple and took a bite.

"Mom, those outsiders don't know anything."

"They're just jealous that Liang Cheng is making money."

"Liang Cheng is the one who built Suda New City. How could those old women playing mahjong possibly understand his thoughts?"

Liang Lu chewed on an apple, her tone full of blind adoration for her younger brother.

"You can rest assured."

"Since Liang Cheng dares to do this, he must have his own way of making money."

Mother Liang sighed, just about to retort.

The sound of a key turning in a lock came from the entryway.

The door opened.

Liang Qunfeng walked in wearing a dark gray Zhongshan suit and carrying a briefcase.

His expression was calm, exuding the composed aura characteristic of those in positions of authority.

Liang's mother quickly went to greet him and took the coat her husband had taken off.

"Old Liang, you're finally back."

Liang's mother hung her coat on the coat rack, complaining incessantly.

Liang Qunfeng changed into slippers and strode over to the sofa to sit down.

He picked up the purple clay teapot on the coffee table and poured himself a cup of warm tea.

"Liang Cheng hasn't returned yet?"

Liang Qunfeng took a sip of tea, looked up and asked.

"No!"

"It's almost 7 p.m., and we can't see a soul in sight!"

Liang's mother sat down next to her husband and pushed the copy of the Handong Evening News in front of Liang Qunfeng.

"Look at this newspaper."

"I went out this afternoon and everyone outside is not optimistic about this mineral water that Liang Cheng is making."

Liang Qunfeng threw the copy of the Handong Evening News with the huge water droplet printed on it back onto the coffee table.

The newspaper made a soft rustling sound.

He picked up the purple clay teapot and slowly poured himself a cup of hot tea.

"What's your hurry?"

Liang Qunfeng's voice was steady and deep.

"When has Liang Cheng ever suffered a loss in his endeavors?"

Liang's mother was so anxious that she kept slapping her thigh.

"Old Liang! This time it's different!"

"In the past, when he developed Suda New City, he built shopping malls that sold real goods."

"Now he's selling water!"

Liang's mother pointed to the GG screen that was playing on a loop on the TV.

"Everyone has water, right?"

"The water just gushes out when you turn on the tap, it's worthless!"

"He spent so much money to book all the newspapers and television stations in the province. How much real money must have gone into that?"

The more Liang's mother spoke, the more terrified she became.

"What if nobody buys it? Wouldn't all this money be wasted?"

Liang Qunfeng held his teacup and gently blew on the floating tea leaves.

He didn't actually understand Liang Cheng's move either.

Spending a lot of money to promote a mineral water that has no taste.

This was indeed an unbelievable thing in Handong Province in the 1990s.

But he had absolute confidence in his son.

"Alright."

Liang Qunfeng took a sip of tea, interrupting his wife's complaints.

"Liang Cheng has grown up."

"He was able to drive Zhao Ruilong to the brink of despair in Lüzhou, and he was able to make Suda New City thrive in Jingzhou."

"This shows that what he has in his head is far ahead of what we old guys have."

Liang Qunfeng put down his teacup and looked at his wife with a calm gaze.

"We must have faith in him."

"He would never do anything reckless."

Hearing her husband say this, Liang's mother felt her anxiety subside slightly.

But just thinking about the smug looks on the faces of those wives in the social circle still made her feel uncomfortable.

Just then, the sound of a door opening came from the entrance hall.

Liang Cheng, dressed in a sharp suit, strode into the living room.

He had just handed his briefcase to the nanny.

Mother Liang couldn't wait to go and greet her.

"Son, you're finally back!"

Liang's mother grabbed Liang Cheng's arm, her voice full of worry.

"Tell Mom the truth, is that Crescent Lake mineral water you're selling reliable or not?"

"I received more than a dozen calls this afternoon, all of them asking about this matter."

"Nobody has a high opinion of you; they say you're just throwing money down the drain!"

Liang Cheng took off his suit jacket and casually draped it over the back of the sofa.

He walked to the coffee table, poured himself a glass of cold water, and drank it all in one gulp.

He was indeed thirsty after running all day.

Setting down his water glass, Liang Cheng looked at his mother's worried face and grinned.

"Mom, others may not understand, but don't you trust your son?"

Liang Cheng pulled his mother to sit down on the sofa.

"You really think I'm selling water?"

Liang's mother was stunned.

"If you don't sell water, what do you sell? Doesn't the label say 'the taste of nature'?"

Liang Cheng shook his head and patiently explained.

"What I'm selling is health, standards, and an absolute monopoly on the drinking water market in Handong Province."

"People are indeed used to drinking boiled tap water now."

"But as people have more money and their pace of life has accelerated, who still has time to carry a thermos with them when they go out?"

Liang Cheng's tone was full of confidence that he was in control of the whole situation.

"The main selling points of bottled water are convenience and cleanliness."

"The overwhelming amount of GG I'm sending right now isn't meant to get them to buy it tomorrow."

"It's to forcibly implant a concept into their minds."

"Whenever they go out and get thirsty, the first place that pops into their minds is Crescent Lake!"

Mother Liang was stunned by what she heard.

Although she didn't quite understand these business logics, seeing her son's confident demeanor finally put her mind at ease.

"Alright."

Mother Liang sighed.

"As long as you know what's going on, Mom won't interfere."

"I'll go to the kitchen and see if the soup is ready."

Liang's mother stood up, turned around, and walked into the kitchen.

Only Liang Qunfeng and his son Liang Cheng remained in the living room.

Liang Qunfeng remained silent, simply watching his son quietly.

Until Liang's mother left.

Liang Qunfeng slowly sat up straight.

A powerful sense of oppression, befitting a secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission, instantly emanated from him.

Liang Qunfeng's voice became deep and resonant.

"I don't understand business matters, and I won't get involved."

"But you are my son, Liang Qunfeng's son."

Liang Qunfeng leaned forward slightly, looking directly into Liang Cheng's eyes.

"If you encounter trouble outside."

"Which link needs to be opened up, or what kind of resources are needed?"

"Go ahead and speak."

This statement carries immense weight, enough to cause an earthquake in Handong Province.

Liang Qunfeng's statement was tantamount to a direct declaration to the entire Handong Province.

He was the strongest support behind his son.

As long as Liang Cheng needs it.

He could use all his connections and resources in Handong Province to protect his son at any time.

"I will not use the power I have in violation of principles."

"But my face is still somewhat respectable in Handong Province."

Liang Qunfeng picked up his teacup, his tone calm yet carrying a chilling undercurrent.