Huo Zhenzhou walked around the small living room with his hands behind his back. This was already his habitual action when thinking.
"This is a tricky matter."
Huo Zhenzhou thought for a long time, then turned to Li Jin and said: "Because of the ideological differences between each other, it is difficult for Easterners to penetrate their influence into the West, let alone the United States."
"Although the Huo family knows a few congressmen, they are all members of the state assembly. On such high-level matters, only congressmen are qualified to make an impact. I'm afraid it will be difficult for the Huo family to make a difference."
Li Jin smiled and said: "Uncle Huo, I never thought of lobbying to avoid this disaster."
"In other words, any lobbying is useless, because this matter is in line with the overall interests of the United States now, and no matter how stupid a politician is, it is impossible to betray the majority and choose some petty profits we can provide."
"Then what are you going to do?" Huo Zhenzhou asked with raised eyebrows.
Li Jin turned his head and looked at Mr. Huo.
Huo Zhenzhou was stunned and followed Li Jin's gaze, only to find that the old man was looking at him with an unhappy expression.
Although he was in his forties or fifties and had been in charge of the Huo family for many years, under the dissatisfied gaze of the old man, Huo Zhenzhou really felt as guilty as a child who had made a mistake.
"Dad, why are you looking at me like that?"
Mr. Huo said angrily: "I regret how I left the Huo family in the hands of such a worthless thing like you!"
"What's wrong with the Americans? What's wrong with Wall Street? What's wrong with the Federal Reserve and the Central Bank? They just have more heads and more hands? Do you get so scared just by hearing their names?"
Mr. Huo's series of questions made Huo Zhenzhou extremely embarrassed.
"Dad, if you want to teach me a lesson, please wait a while. A junior like Ah Jin is still watching. How did you ask me to come to Taiwan?" Huo Zhenzhou begged for mercy with a wry smile.
This is because the Huo family no longer treats Li Jin as an outsider, so he behaves like this.
Otherwise, if it had been anyone else, Huo Zhenzhou would have considered killing someone to silence him afterwards in order to preserve his dignity and face.
"You have to remember that you are a descendant of the Huo family. Others can surrender or run away when facing a strong enemy, but you can't!" Mr. Huo said solemnly.
Huo Zhenzhou hurriedly lowered his head and said, "Yes, I understand."
With a cold snort, Mr. Huo continued: "The Hong Kong stock market crash hasn't cooled down yet, but you have forgotten the lesson one by one and don't want to think about who caused the crash?"
"Even if we didn't lose, remember, we didn't win either!"
"As long as the enemy is still there and their evil intentions are not dead, we will always be on guard against them. Preparation is important, but if there is a chance, why not break one of his hands and give him an unforgettable lesson so that he will not dare to do it again
next time?"
Huo Zhenzhou was stunned when he heard this.
This was not an enlightenment. Instead, he felt that the old man was really getting dizzy due to his old age.
That's Wall Street, and even the Federal Reserve, which means that anyone who stands against them will have to face the economic power of the United States, the world's most powerful country.
It's like a three-year-old child arm wrestling with a muscular man. Are you crazy?
As soon as he saw Huo Zhenzhou's performance, the old man knew what he was thinking.
"Confused!"
After cursing with hatred, the old man added another blow: "No wonder Huanyu's child is so old and still can't live up to expectations. With a good-for-nothing like you, what hope can that son have?"
Huo Zhenzhou said angrily: "Dad, I am also your son. According to your judgment, what have you become?"
Mr. Huo was sulky, picked up the crutch and handed it to Li Jin, "Boy, I'm old and it's hard to move. You use this crutch instead of me to beat him hard. If he dares to raise his hand, I will kick him out of the house!"
Li Jin smiled bitterly and pressed down the old man's hand holding the cane, joking, how could he really do that?
"You two, I know you are trying to relieve my pressure, but it's really not necessary. Although I feel a lot of pressure now, it's not to the point where I can't breathe."
Mr. Huo laughed when he heard this and put down his crutch.
"Sit down, walking around makes me dizzy."
Staring at Huo Zhenzhou, the old man said angrily.
Huo Zhenzhou then sat down with a wry smile.
"Tell me, what are you going to do?" the old man asked Li Jin pleasantly.
"Connect horizontally and vertically."
Li Jin looked serious and said: "Gather all the forces that can be brought together. This is not a fight for me, Li Jin, but a fight for China's fragile economic system!"
"If we lose this battle, the entire Western capital will march in, and the national economic achievements we have worked hard for over the years will become meat on their chopping block."
"But if we win, China can develop steadily for at least ten years, and each of us can also have ten years of vigorous and rapid development!"
Li Jin's words made Mr. Huo and Huo Zhenzhou fall silent.
They understood that it was necessary for Li Jin to do this.
Because in this battle, the domestic market is behind them and there is no way to retreat.
If it fails, Neon, which signed the Plaza Accord twenty years ago, is a bloody example.
At that time, the entire domestic market will become a dumping ground for Western companies to dump goods. Each of their companies will be crushed by other companies from the West, and then they will have no choice but to close down or sell off the company.
The fruits of decades of hard work by all the Chinese people have suddenly become a source of fat for the West to harvest.
At that time, the entire country's economy will be ruined. How can we talk about development and make money by doing business?
Everyone has become the dog of Western capital. If they are in a good mood, they will give you some food. If they are in a bad mood, they will kill you with one shot.
Mr. Huo, who lived through that special period, especially understands this.
"I don't know about others, but the Huo family fully supports you."
Mr. Huo broke the silence.
Although the pair of eyes were old but not cloudy at all, they looked at Li Jin with peaceful eyes, just like an elder looking at a young and successful junior.
"Jin, let go and do it. It's best if you can win, but if you can't win, you lose. If we lose, we can survive in that era by eating glutinous rice bran. Now there is no reason for our bones to loosen."
"In short, as a descendant of Yan and Huang, you will never be a slave."
Li Jin said excitedly: "Old man, having seniors like you here is my greatest confidence."
With that said, Li Jin stood up and bowed respectfully to Mr. Huo.
These old people are the real backbone of China.
"Don't worry. Although many old guys in the country are keen on fighting among themselves, what they prefer is to be external. I will help you contact some old guys. You can handle the details."