Bringing space back to the 1970s to develop rural areas

Li Feng looked at Yang Jiajun awkwardly. He had thought that she was just being polite and didn't want to belittle her little niece who had been living in Dragon Country Continent.

Don't they really lack money at all?

It shouldn’t be!

Didn’t he hear from various sources that their salaries were not high?

Even the highest-priced one is only a hundred bucks.

"You give them money?" This was the only thing Li Feng could think of.

Yang Jiajun smiled and shook her head, "No, she doesn't care about my money. Have you forgotten what that kid gave me the day after she arrived in Hong Kong? That was just her usual pocket money.

I have already told you that Longguo will definitely have a better development trend than Hong Kong in the future. Hong Kong will have to rely on Longguo for survival in the future, you just can't see it clearly."

After being scolded by Yang Jiajun, Li Feng became more and more embarrassed.

"Aunt Yang, then, if my future master and others don't welcome me, can I follow you to study in Dragon Country Continent?" Li Shihao's eyes were gleaming with desire, at least to be closer to his future master.

What if the future master or Yang Qingdai softened her heart and agreed to teach him kung fu? Even if he took a step back, at worst, going to Longguo with Aunt Yang would help him get closer to them, right?

The more Li Shihao thought about it, the more he felt that he was right.

He looked at Li Feng and Yang Jiajun with a determined look, "Dad, do you think I am suitable for developing in Dragon Country Continent?"

Li Feng pretended to think, "Well, considering that you are currently idle and accomplishing nothing in Hong Kong, you can go to Longguo to see if there is anything suitable for your development."

Li Shihao half raised his head and looked at Yang Jiajun hopefully, asking for her opinion: "Aunt Yang, what do you think?"

Yang Jiajun knew what Li Feng was planning, and played along with him, "I don't think it matters. It's up to you two, father and son, to decide.

As for me, I have already made it clear to your father that my business will move to the Dragon Country mainland in the future. I will just keep a few stocks and funds with good momentum in Hong Kong and come back to take a look occasionally."

Li Shihao looked at Yang Jiajun with ardent admiration: "Aunt Yang, you are really courageous. You can move such a large property at will. By the way, will you continue to rent out your mansion?"

He remembered that the mansion where Yang Jiajun used to live was rented to a film and television company for shooting TV series and movies.

"sold."

Yang Jiajun said it calmly, but the Li father and son were scared enough.

Li Feng's eyes widened: "Sold, sold? That was the money your father had worked hard all his life to save!"

Just sell it like this? He was so angry that he beat his chest.

"Dad, don't be anxious, don't be anxious. Aunt Yang must have her reasons for doing this," Li Shihao quickly patted Li Feng on the back to calm him down, "Let's listen."

Yang Jiajun changed to a more comfortable sitting position: "There is no reason, it was arranged by my real father. He told me to go back to my hometown to trace my roots when the time is right, and to liquidate my Hong Kong property if possible."

"Bang," the teacup in Li Feng's hand smashed to pieces, "wasn't it your own decision?"

Yang Jiajun nodded, "Yes. After all, when he was alive, he always said that he wanted to return to his roots. I am fulfilling his wish."

Li Feng's thoughts drifted away...

During that turbulent era, they survived many dangers, swam from a small fishing boat to the Hong Kong River, were hunted, and worked illegally. The foreign owners treated their dogs better than they did.

It was Yang Jiajun's father who, with the few coins he had, bought fishing nets half on credit, secretly rowed other people's fishing boats to go fishing, and traded in some small items, slowly accumulating their own wealth.

Later on, I had the opportunity and funds to gradually achieve my current position.

He still remembered that his uncle always said that he must fight hard to make a name for himself and never let those foreigners look down on us Dragon people again. Sooner or later, we will trample them under our feet.

Li Feng sighed, feeling more relieved than sad, "Uncle, you really do what you say. No wonder you can raise such excellent descendants."

Unlike him, who has been wavering all the time, his only son, Barbecued Pork, was almost led astray by his unreliable mother.

Now he has been forced back to the right path. If he can really do as he said and learn from Yang Jiajun attentively, then this old man can rest in peace.

Only Li Shihao, who didn't know what was going on, looked confused, "Dad, what did you say?"

"Go ahead, go ahead. If your aunt Yang is willing to take you with her, then go with her." Li Feng looked tired. "Jia Jun, find a chance to apologize to your niece for me. Later, have Ah Hao send the apology to her."

Li Feng stood up and prepared to leave. This day had almost exhausted all his energy. He was old and couldn't take it anymore.

"Okay." Yang Jiajun had no objection. She also wanted to find time to have a good chat with Yang Qingdai.

When Li Shihao was sending Li Feng out of the hotel, he happened to meet Yang Qingdai and her brother in the lobby. They must be waiting for Tang Danbai.

A few people nodded at a distance as a greeting.

When Li Shihao thought of his father's "unreasonable" agreement, he felt inexplicably guilty. He touched his nose, lowered his head, and helped Li Feng leave.

"Sister, did this father and son do something wrong?" Yang Ziling asked her with his head tilted.

The little look made the front desk waitress' eyes sparkle with stars, and she cried out in her heart: This family is really pleasing to the eyes. I thought Mr. Tang was handsome enough, but who knew that Miss Yang's brother was even more handsome and so cute.

Every time she saw Miss Yang touching her brother's head, she wished she could touch it instead of her.

Yang Qingdai glanced at their backs and said, "They must have realized that they had done something wrong and are feeling ashamed and guilty, right?"

The sharp-eyed man saw Tang Danbai's car coming over, "Let's go, don't worry about other people's business, I'll take you to see the night view of Hong Kong."

Yang Ziling was obediently pulled away by Yang Qingdai, and the receptionist behind him was almost scratching the wall like crazy.

The male colleague next to him was confused and said, "What are you doing? Just work properly and stop getting mad."

The front desk waitress rolled her eyes at her male colleague and said, "You don't know how to appreciate beauty. They are so pleasing to the eyes."

The male colleague didn't care. "What's the point of being good-looking? You came from the poor Dragon Country, and you squeezed into a room with several people, so you just like to pretend to be rich."

"Those people have already left," the waitress was unhappy, "the brother and sister both live in the penthouse suite. You only have a month's salary to stay there for a few days, and they have stayed there for more than a month. How dare you look down on them for being poor?"

They are so ignorant. Any single item of the clothes she is wearing is not something that ordinary workers like them would dare to buy.

Last time she accidentally stained Miss Yang's clothes, when she saw the brand clearly she had a premonition that several months' salary was gone.