Liu Zhizhong sighed, "Yeah, the most unforgettable thing in life is the taste of your hometown! But this pancake is really good! Mr. Wen, where is your Immortal Country?"

Hamuer nodded and smiled, "Yes, Mr. Wen, where is your hometown in China?"

Wen Bao was calm, shaking his head, "Better not mention it. In my youth, I suffered a lot in my hometown, especially since my parents died early. The people there were too selfish and self-serving; I don't want to talk about it or remember it. Come on, eat the pancakes, eat the fish!"

At this point, it was clear enough, right?

So, Liu Zhizhong and Hamuer shared a knowing smile and didn't ask further.

Thus, the three opened some wine, ate fish and pancakes, and talked about the recent progress of the hospital, which was quite comforting.

After finishing the pancake, Wen Bao said, "By the way, let's hold a press conference next Monday. Our side plans to invest another 250 million US dollars in Xinlan Hospital, making the investment under the name of the hospital itself."

As soon as he said this, Liu Zhizhong and Hamuer were stunned.

Liu Zhizhong was well aware of Xinlan Hospital's financial situation, but Wen Bao's words genuinely shocked him. This meant the Luo Family was directly getting involved.

Of course, Liu Zhizhong didn't know that Wen Bao basically picked up 250 million from the Zhang Family for free and came to launder money.

Liu Zhizhong laughed and said, "Mr. Wen, are you kidding? First, you gave me a tasty pancake, and now you're drawing an even tastier one?"

At this humorous remark, both Hamuer and Wen Bao burst into laughter.

Wen Bao said seriously, "I'm not drawing a pancake, it's real, it's already decided. The Shanan County medical system should just accept it, right? Should we hold this press conference?"

"We should, absolutely! I'll call County Head Zhang in a moment and let him arrange this."

Look at that, another task for Zhang Hongyang. The money comes from the Zhang Family, the fame is for Wen Bao and Liu Zhizhong, and the benefits are for the public, haha...

After dinner, Liu Zhizhong, who hadn't gone fishing in a long time, went to the riverbank, sat at the fishing spot, and prepared to indulge in some night fishing.

This fishing spot was a spot nurtured by Liu Zhizhong and Wen Bao, naturally promising good results.

As for Wen Bao, of course, he joined in, grabbing another rod and a chair, and sat beside Liu Zhizhong to start fishing.

Hamuer, the major steward of the county committee at this time, was nothing less than a qualified service personnel. He brought a table, stools, a barbecue grill, and even set up a bonfire.

The winter nights in the Highland were a bit cold, but once the bonfire was set, burning fiercely, the whole riverbank was warm.

Two people fishing, three bonfires, more than enough to keep warm.

Hamuer boiled tea and coffee, grilled the freshly caught small fish, displaying his impressive culinary skills.

He even brewed ginger beer, simmered ginger tea cola, quite professionally, his logistical support was truly remarkable.

The nightlife by the river became that enjoyable and pleasant.

At the same time, Liu Zhizhong called Zhang Hongyang, inviting County Mayor Zhang over for some barbecue and fishing.

Zhang Hongyang, unhappy because the Zhang Family had lost 1.5 million in principal overseas, said he was busy with paperwork at the office, so he wouldn't come over.

Liu Zhizhong was just being polite and didn't really force Zhang Hongyang to come. Of course, if he truly insisted, Zhang Hongyang had no choice but to come.

Then, Liu Zhizhong directly got back to the main topic...