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."
When Mr. Huo heard this, he laughed 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 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 was a person 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.