It was afternoon.
Chang Jiang and his father were attending a meeting at the Municipal Building.
The scale of the Chang Family's aid to Chun Prefecture was considerable.
Five hundred million up front, plus another hundred million in supplies.
An investment of this scale was exceedingly rare even worldwide.
As Zhang Yang looked at the plans on the screen, the corners of his mouth never dropped.
He looked at the Chang father and son as though they were gods of wealth.
"Our initial investment will cover eight factories, which are expected to provide thirty thousand jobs."
"If the investment and construction go smoothly, our next step will be to redevelop the Poor District, helping an estimated ten thousand families within five years."
"We also saw how difficult life truly is for the people in the Poor District, so my father and I have decided to provide them with a year's worth of supplies."
As the Changs spoke confidently onstage, the senior officials led by Zhang Yang looked delighted.
Old Guan's gift had brought a qualitative improvement to Chun Prefecture's economy.
"Our first shipment of supplies has already entered Chun Prefecture. Chang He is in charge of distribution," Old Man Chang explained with a gratified smile.
In the eyes of outsiders, both Chang He and Chang Jiang were rare talents with great potential.
Chang He might be impulsive and have something of a spoiled young master's temper, but neither of the Chang Family's young masters ever neglected his ambitions for idle pleasures.
"The first batch of supplies went to the students at First Middle School."
Zhang Yang frowned.
He was puzzled.
Third Uncle's clash with Chang He at school had caused quite a stir.
Would that kid set aside his resentment and help the students first?
"My second son places great