Just like a three-year-old child wrestling his wrist with a strong man covered in muscles, is it crazy?

As soon as he saw Huo Zhenzhou's performance, the old man knew what he was thinking.

"Damn it!"

He cursed with a grudge, and the old man added: "No wonder Huanyu's child is so old and is not good at being so old. With me as dirty as you, what can that son expect?"

Huo Zhenzhou said angrily: "Dad, I am also your son. According to your judgment, what have you become?"

Mr. Huo was angry and picked up the crutch and handed it to Li Jin. "Boy, I am old and inconvenient to move. If you use this crutch instead of me, you beat him hard. If he dares to raise his hand, I will drive him out of the house!"

Li Jin smiled bitterly and pressed the old man's hand holding the crutch, kidding, how could he really do this?

"Two guys, I know you are trying to relieve my pressure, but it's really not necessary. Although I feel the pressure is very high now, I'm really not breathless."

Mr. Huo laughed and put down his crutch after hearing this.

"Sit down, walk around, make me dizzy."

He glared at Huo Zhenzhou and the old man said irritably.

Huo Zhenzhou then sat down with a wry smile.

"You said, what are you going to do?" The old man asked Li Jin with a happy look.

"Linking and crossing."

Li Jin had a serious expression and said, "Welcome all the forces that can be won over. This is not fighting for me, Li Jin, but fighting for China's still fragile economic system!"

"If this battle is lost, the entire Western capital will drive forward, and the hard-working national economic achievements over the years will become the meat on their chopping board."

"But if you win, China can develop steadily within 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 silent.

They understood that it was necessary for Li Jin to do so.

Because of this battle, behind them was the domestic market and they had no choice but to retreat.

If it fails, the neon lights that signed the square agreement twenty years ago are bloody examples.

By then, the entire domestic market will become the dumping place for Western companies to dump goods, and each of their companies will be defeated by other companies from the West, and then they can only go bankrupt or sell their companies.

The fruits of all Chinese people's efforts over the past few decades have instantly become fat meat that has been harvested by the West.

By then, the entire country's economy will be over. What are you talking about when you are developing and how to make money through business?

Everyone has become the dogs 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 has experienced this in that special period, has a particularly understanding of this.

"I don't know about others, but the Huo family will fully support you."

Mr. Huo spoke and broke the silence.

Although old but not turbid at all, those eyes looked at Li Jin, with a peaceful look, just like an elder looking at the young and mature juniors.

"A Jin, let go of it and you can win the best, but you can't win, you lose if you lose. We could have eaten braised vegetables back then, but now there is no reason to lose all our bones."

"In short, as a descendant of Yan and Huang, he will never be a slave."

Li Jin said excitedly: "My grandpa, it is my greatest confidence to have a senior like you here."
Chapter completed!