The world's richest man: I am a stock god

The corners of Li Jin's mouth twitched, unable to complain.

For any family, having disabled legs is a big taboo.

He would never mention it if he didn't say it, but he would definitely avoid it in front of the person involved.

Only Zhao Wanjun seems to be very happy to call her brother a cripple, which is a very indecent nickname.

It seems that Zhao Laizi himself has no objection to this.

Even the young prince and Prince Pan can call him face to face.

He seems very easy-going in person.

This lame Zhao has always had a mysterious impression on Li Jin. He has never seen him before, and he only had two sentences of dialogue through Zhao Wanjun.

One was that Li Jin asked to meet and talk. That was when Li Jin just started fighting with the United States.

The other one was that Zhao Laizi simply refused when he came back.

Now that he was about to have a direct conversation with this young leader who was said to have condensed the capital's talent for a hundred years, Li Jin was really looking forward to it.

In the video, Zhao Wanjun stood up and left the chair. After a while, a young man in a wheelchair appeared in front of Li Jin with a smile.

The first impression Zhao Laizi gave Li Jin was that he was ordinary.

Ordinary appearance, ordinary dress, really speaking, the only thing that is a little different from ordinary people is the rather dazzling wheelchair.

But other than that, I can no longer see anything special about this young man who is so ordinary that he is nothing special even if he is thrown into a crowd.

"This is our first meeting."

Zhao Laizi took the initiative to speak to Li Jin with a smile on his face.

Li Jin nodded and replied: "It's a bit unexpected, but it's also reasonable."

"What should I say?" Zhao Laizi seemed to be interested.

"Ordinary, too ordinary, but hiding in the city, is this the reason?" Li Jin said with a smile.

After laughing, Zhao Laizi said: "I like to hear this."

"How many dishes have you drunk? Li Jin, is it interesting for you to brag about him like this?"

Zhao Wanjun's very unhappy voice came from outside the video.

Li Jin and Zhao Laizi didn't pay attention to her.

"When you need help, just speak." Zhao Laizi said slowly.

This sentence made Li Jin's eyes light up.

This lame Zhao finally couldn't hold it in any longer.

"It's best to act by ear. I believe you can seize that window of opportunity." Li Jin said.

Nodding, Zhao Laizi said: "I understand."

"Well."

Come and go, with just a few simple words, the video ends.

Seeing Zhao Laizi close the video, Zhao Wanjun was very angry.

"Finished?!"

"That's it." Zhao Laizi seemed not to see the furious Zhao Wanjun.

"I didn't even understand! Also, who told you to shut it down? I haven't asked Li Jin what he plans to do!"

Zhao Laizi said slowly: "Put away your little thoughts. I don't know how many pairs of eyes are watching such a big thing. If you don't want to scold the old man, just be a spectator. You absolutely can't do this." It’s not okay to participate or follow the trend.”

Speaking of the latter part, Zhao Laizi's tone became unusually stern.

Zhao Laizi, who usually seemed easy-going and easy to talk to, would not get angry even if he was ridiculed that he was a lame. At this time, his tone became slightly more serious, and his whole person's aura was like a rising mountain, showing no anger and self-power.

Zhao Wanjun patted her chest and said aggrievedly: "If you don't follow, then you won't follow. Why are you so fierce?"

In an instant, Zhao Laizi became easy-going again and said: "But it's okay to be a spectator. Push me out to bask in the sun. It's been raining for a week, and people are going to get moldy."

Zhao Wanjun pushed Zhao Laizi out of the house honestly, and then asked without giving up: "But what on earth did you say? In addition to talking when you said you wanted to help, he would inexplicably say something to you to seize the opportunity, and what did you say?" , you help him, and he still has this attitude?"

Zhao Laizi smiled and said: "This is where he knows how to be a good person. He borrows money from so many forces. It seems like borrowing money, but in fact it is a clear settlement, one yard for the other. If he loses, there is nothing to say, but if he wins, , I agreed in advance that the interest should be paid, but I won’t get any more.”

"It's different if we take our own chances. It's ours."

Squinting his eyes slightly, Zhao Laizi said: "I'm really curious, where does Li Jin get the confidence to play like this?"

"Perhaps it's because the jar broke and fell. You're just thinking too much." Zhao Wanjun sneered.

"Not sure."

Zhao Laizi squinted his eyes and looked at the sunshine above his head, exhaled and said, "It's cold, what an autumn."

At this moment, Li Jin was on the phone with Li Songci.

"Are you really sure? My dad should be resting now. If I wake him up and fail to convince him, I will be in big trouble."

Li Songci was shocked when he heard that Li Jin wanted to contact his father.

Li Jin said warmly: "I have already contacted the domestic side. As long as Sanxin sees enough benefits, they will rush forward without me asking. The only one I can win over is your family, so I want to give it a try."

Li Songci said hesitantly: "But our family is very complicated, not as simple as you think. There are many things that even my father cannot dictate."

"Not to mention how you know, as long as the benefits are sufficient, both the head of the family and the entire family will know how to choose. The North American Li family, with six generations and hundreds of years, will not fail to understand this truth."

Hearing what Li Jin said, Li Songci gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, just wait for me for a while."

More than ten minutes later, Li Songci sent a video software to Li Jin's mailbox.

After clicking on the video software, Li Jin waited for a short time and saw the screen light up.

In the picture, there is a study room with a rich history and a mahogany chair. Sitting on the chair is a middle-aged man wearing pajamas and looking a little tired. Although his temples are gray, his youthful demeanor can be vaguely seen.

This man with facial features somewhat similar to Li Songci is now the head of the North American historical family, Li Tingyun.

"You are Li Jin."

Li Tingyun spoke calmly.

"Hello, Uncle Li." Li Jin greeted obediently.

Smiling, Li Tingyun said: "I have low blood sugar, so it's usually not important. Song Ci won't wake me up. Tell me, what's the matter?"

Li Jin also likes to get straight to the point. He immediately said: "I am here to give North American history a chance to reach a higher level."

Li Tingyun's expression remained unchanged, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh? That's such a big tone. Come on, tell me, what makes you so confident and sure?"

Although he said this, it was clear from his expression and tone that Li Tingyun did not take Li Jin's words seriously.

Li Jin didn't mind either. He said softly: "My confidence and certainty come from a financial crisis that is about to set off in the United States."