In the era of fetal wear, she became the first socialite in Hong Kong

After politely declining the school leaders' invitation to lunch, Fu Ziyan and her father had a simple lunch and then returned to the hotel. There was a state banquet in the evening, and there were no plans for the afternoon, so they could stay in the room and have a good rest.

It was inconvenient to ask outside before, but now that she was back in the room, Fu Ziyan no longer suppressed her curiosity: "So, what did Dad do again? The school leaders seem very excited."

Fu Qiyuan never hides anything that Titi wants to know.

He took off his coat and hung it on the hanger in the hallway. With a gentle expression, he explained to his daughter, "A few years ago, the Fu Group invested in a Norwegian shipyard laboratory. I promised them that I could arrange for some of them to come to Hong Kong on tourist visas for technical exchanges."

Fu Ziyan was puzzled: "Norwegian shipyard engineers come to Hong Kong?"

"The Xi family is going to sell the boat." Fu Qiyuan walked to the bar, poured two glasses of water, and handed one to Titi.

Fu Ziyan suddenly realized and looked at her father with bright eyes: "Did Dad prepare this in advance?"

"It wasn't premeditated, I just went with the flow." Fu Qiyuan looked at Ti Ti with a smile, "Don't you want to develop the mainland market?"

Patriotism is one thing, and planning as a father and head of the family is another.

As one of the top universities in mainland China, Huaqing University is able to cultivate the backbone of the country and society, so some of its things are worth doing.

Fu Ziyan naturally understood what her father meant. She smiled brightly and clinked glasses with her father: "Dad is the best!"

Fu Qiyuan smiled and looked at Ti Ti with the same gentle eyes as always.

He always appeared to be elegant and calm, but compared to his usual humility and calmness, the gentleness and indulgence he showed towards his daughter was particularly obvious.

This was almost a consensus among the officials who attended the National Day reception that evening and paid special attention to Fu Qiyuan's expressions and actions.

However, the Hong Kong and Macao representatives attending the state banquet will not pay attention to this.

What they care more about is the deeper meaning hidden in the toasts and speeches of mainland leaders at the reception held in the banquet hall of the Great Hall of the People.

"We must be more open-minded, more courageous, more resourceful, and more swift in our steps... We must learn and utilize advanced foreign experience... and shift our focus to economic development..."

"Glass curtain walls must be built, and ideological walls must be torn down."

This is sending them a signal of reform and opening up!

Fu Ziyan was young and could not sit at the main table like her father, but the table she sat at was not far from the main table, so all the toasts reached her ears.

As someone who came from a later era, she wasn't amazed by "reform and opening up," but subconsciously thought, "The duck knows first when the river water warms in spring." The higher up the social ladder, the more likely they are to be the first to hear about policies before they are officially announced.

Representatives from Hong Kong and Macao who were able to attend this reception could naturally hear it.

Amid the clinking of Moutai and Scotch whisky, representatives from Hong Kong and Macao successively finalized the first batch of twelve foreign investment projects with senior mainland officials, including the White Swan Hotel that Fu Ziyan wanted.

Coincidentally, despite the different worlds, leaders, and investors, Fu Qiyuan and the Tourism Bureau finally decided to name the joint venture hotel "White Swan." While this was partly due to the hotel's location on the banks of the Pearl River's White Swan Pond, the fact that it still had this name speaks volumes.

"Titti," Fu Qiyuan, who was sitting with mainland executives negotiating a contract after the reception, saw his daughter looking down and silent, as if she was thinking about something, and asked, "Don't you like the name White Swan?"

The implication is that if Fu Ziyan doesn't like this name, she can change it.

Director Lu from the Tourism Bureau also looked over, a smile on his lips: "Yes, Miss Fu, do you have any favorite names? Feel free to tell me directly."

Following Fu Qiyuan's advice, the naming rights were completely transferred to Fu Ziyan. It seemed that for this commemorative first joint venture hotel in mainland China, whether the name was good or bad didn't matter.

Does the name of mainland China's first joint venture hotel have any significance? It certainly has some significance; being the first deserves to be etched in history. However, the hotel's name is always less important than the investor's intentions.

Fu Ziyan immediately denied it: "No, no, this name is very good."

Just kidding, not to mention that she was just lamenting the fate of this name and the first joint venture hotel in the mainland, just saying that at the last family dinner, the note handed over referred to it as "White Swan". Obviously, this name was approved by him, which was enough to seal the name.

How could Fu Ziyan just casually change the name of the joint venture hotel?

Fu Qiyuan looked at his daughter with a smile, then turned his head to continue discussing with the mainland senior executives, while Fu Ziyan occasionally spoke when necessary.

"After I return to Hong Kong, I will set up a dedicated investment company and then come to Guangzhou to cooperate with the Guangdong Provincial Tourism Bureau to establish..."

"...The assets of the joint venture hotel will belong to the newly established joint venture. The initial period of the joint venture is set at fifteen years. Upon expiration of the period, the assets will be transferred to the state free of charge, or renewed in accordance with the agreement..."

"As I mentioned before, I will contribute 70% of the capital, and the Guangdong Provincial Tourism Bureau will provide the land for 30%. The investment will be US$50 million, with 15 million in cash. The remaining 35 million will be a bank loan in the name of the White Swan Hotel. I will personally guarantee the entire loan."

Fu Qiyuan's voice was calm, but his words were powerful.

Fu Ziyan still had a smile on her face, but her heart was moved.

What my father said is equivalent to the mainland not spending a penny and not bearing any financial risk. Just providing the land can get 30% of the profit, and the funds and risks are entirely borne by him personally.

She has been studying with her father for so many years, but has never seen her father sign such an investment contract. This is not an investment, it is simply charity!

"Mr. Fu is righteous." Such a simple thing would naturally be understood by the senior leaders present.

Fu Qiyuan's expression was gentle, and he simply said, "I hope this will inspire others and lead to smooth development."

The blessings and hopes are of course real, but in fact, Fu Qiyuan, who has dreamed of the plot, knows that the mainland is destined to develop, and the future return rate of this 50 million investment will definitely not be low.

Fu Ziyan and Fu Qiyuan both knew that this money would never be lost, but the mainland senior officials who were groping for this path did not know the future. For them, what was visible at this stage was Fu Qiyuan's generosity and patriotism.

Capital always flows where it gathers. Fu Qiyuan was not only willing to explore this barren market, but even with no clear prospects, he invested $50 million. He took the risk himself and passed the profits on to the country. This goes without saying, considering Fu Qiyuan's contributions to the country in his early years.

Although I am in Hong Kong, my heart is with my motherland.

The senior executives who had little contact with Fu Qiyuan in the past now had a very good impression of the Fu father and daughter.