Siheyuan: With the system in hand, the world is mine

"It's enough as long as you have this intention." Old Master Lin looked at Wang Haoran's determined expression and nodded with satisfaction, thinking to himself that this kid really did not disappoint him.

Then, Mr. Lin said earnestly, "The reason why the organization asked me to talk to you this time is to stop you from continuing to engage in this kind of speculation. After all, you know that the current situation in our country is very special and private trade is not allowed. The reason why the black market can still exist is because the organization also understands the difficulties of the people, so they turn a blind eye."

"But this is limited to small transactions. Behaviors like yours that have caused chaos throughout the city are absolutely not allowed. If we don't stop it, there will be more corrupt officials who will embezzle state supplies and then sell them at high prices on the black market to make personal profits. In this way, the people will suffer!"

After saying these words, Mr. Lin looked at Wang Haoran quietly, observing his reaction.

Hearing this, Wang Haoran frowned slightly, and a trace of barely perceptible panic flashed across his face. But he quickly regained his composure, pretending to be calm, but his heart began to churn: "If I can't sell supplies now, how can I accumulate the original capital and realize my dream of building a business empire?"

As his thoughts deepened, Wang Haoran became more and more anxious, and he felt uneasy and restless. If the environment he was in was not inappropriate, he would have exploded long ago.

However, although Wang Haoran concealed his expression very well, it was still seen by Grandpa Lin. Grandpa Lin showed a satisfied smile, thinking to himself, who let you, a little bastard, make such a big thing without saying a word, and I have to come and clean it up for you, you are so scared to death.

Seeing that Wang Haoran was becoming more and more impatient, Grandpa Lin suddenly changed the subject: "However, given that your situation is somewhat special, these materials do not come from the country and the quantity is huge. I need to report to my superiors and wait for the organization's reply. Be patient and wait for the results of our handling." After saying that, Grandpa Lin looked at Wang Haoran with a smile, his eyes flashing with wisdom.

Seeing this, Wang Haoran finally breathed a sigh of relief, and a big stone in his heart finally fell. However, before he could speak, Mr. Lin continued: "However, no matter what decision the organization makes, I hope you can help those who are in difficult lives as much as possible within your ability. Our country and people have experienced too much suffering and setbacks, and it is not easy to get to this point today, so I don't want to see any of my compatriots lose their lives because of poverty."

As he spoke, Mr. Lin could not help but recall those scenes in the past - those simple and kind people, in order to protect the wounded soldiers of our army, faced the enemy's pursuit without fear, and even sacrificed their own lives;

There were also those who, in order to support the organization's victory, did not hesitate to contribute the last grain of food in their homes as military rations, and would rather starve and freeze themselves to ensure the supply of the army...

Thinking of this, Mr. Lin's eyes gradually became moist, and tears kept pouring out like a dam bursting, sliding down his cheeks.

Wang Haoran looked at the old man who had experienced many hardships but still cared about the people, and his heart was filled with respect and emotion. Perhaps this was the expectation and entrustment of the revolutionary martyrs! In the peaceful era they exchanged for with their blood and lives, what they cared most about was the survival of the people.

Then Wang Haoran patted his chest and assured: "Don't worry, Grandpa Lin, you don't need to ask, I am doing the same thing now, and the price of the supplies is cheaper than the market, so they can afford it. Even if there are those who can't afford it, I will let the people below provide financial assistance."

After hearing this, Mr. Lin nodded with satisfaction, his eyes flashing with satisfaction, and said: "Well...we know about this, you did a good job."

Then Mr. Lin wiped the tears from his face, sighed softly, and said with emotion: "It's been a long time since I lost my composure like this. I'm sorry to make a fool of myself, you little bastard."

Wang Haoran quickly shook his head and said firmly, "How can it be a joke? If anyone dares to laugh at you, I promise to beat him so hard that his parents won't recognize him."

When Mr. Lin heard this, he couldn't help but chuckled, pretended to pat Wang Haoran hard, and joked: "You little bastard, you want to be beaten, don't you!"

Wang Haoran stuck out his tongue playfully and replied with a grin, "No way, I just want to see you're sad. I'm just trying to liven up the atmosphere."

Old Master Lin shook his head helplessly and said with a smile: "Okay, you can go now. I still have to run around for you at my age. Is it easy for me?"

Wang Haoran smiled, showing his white teeth, and consoled him: "Grandpa Lin, don't say that. I am your grandson. If you don't help me, who will? When you can't walk anymore, I will take care of you in your old age, right?"

"Get out, get out... Get out quickly. I get angry when I see you!" Grandpa Lin became angrier and angrier as he listened, and he cursed directly.

"Okay, I'll leave now. Don't be angry, it's not good for your health. Remember to eat the fruits I brought you. I'll come to see you later when I have time." Wang Haoran said with a giggle, then turned around quickly and ran out quickly.

Mr. Lin looked at Wang Haoran's back, his mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a barely perceptible smile of satisfaction. However, when Wang Haoran left, Mr. Lin immediately stopped smiling, his face became serious, his eyes firm and sharp. He straightened his back, exuding a majestic aura, as if he had returned to the image of the general who commanded thousands of troops.

"Xiao Li, prepare the car." Old Master Lin shouted to the outside of the door, his voice filled with unquestionable firmness and decisiveness.

"Got it, Commander." A crisp answer came from outside the door. A few minutes later, a young soldier in military uniform appeared at the door, his posture was as straight as a pine tree, and his face was full of determination. He walked steadily to Mr. Lin, straightened his body, saluted with a standard military salute, and said respectfully: "Commander, the car is ready, please get in."

"Hmm..." Mr. Lin nodded and responded, then walked away. When he got to the car, Xiao Li immediately opened the door. After Mr. Lin got in the car, Xiao Li asked, "Commander, where are we going?"

"Go inside the red wall." Old Master Lin said this and stopped talking. Instead, he was thinking about how to deal with those old guys. After all, some people still had great opinions about Wang Haoran's matter. If Comrade Runzhi hadn't applauded and decided in the end, Wang Haoran would probably have been left with nothing.

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