Reborn in 2014: A One-Man Tycoon

"And your family..."

Dean Zuo Silan asked nervously.

Dean Zuo Silan has also learned about many things recently.

After all, she had a good relationship with Old Huang, and she only recently learned that Meng Chuan had done so much.

If Meng Chuan's family were to be harmed as a result, it would be a terrible disservice to Meng Chuan.

However, Dean Zuo Silan realized what was happening halfway through her sentence.

She was too concerned to think clearly.

If Meng Chuan's family had really been harmed, Meng Chuan wouldn't be in this state now.

"They weren't hurt."

Meng Chuan shook his head slightly.

"Meng Chuan, I still want to say sorry to you."

Old Huang's tone suddenly became serious:

"This matter was indeed my oversight, and it is my responsibility."

As Old Huang spoke, he looked at Meng Chuan with a serious expression:

"But even if there's no mole leaking your information, you won't be able to hide it sooner or later. You'll have to face it eventually. Are you sure you know the consequences you'll face if you step forward?"

Meng Chuan nodded in response to the solemn expression on Huang Lao's face.

Meng Chuan may have been driven by passion in the past, unaware of how serious the situation was.

However, ever since he learned that he was the young master of the Green Gang.

Meng Chuan finally gained a true understanding of this world.

The beauty of this world is only relative to ordinary people.

For people at Meng Chuan's level, there are no rules to speak of, and no distinction between right and wrong.

There is only a disparity in strength.

All we have is the tragedy of big fish eating small fish, and small fish helplessly accepting their fate!

"It seems that the power behind you is far greater than I thought."

As Old Huang spoke, he glanced at Yingdie, seemingly unintentionally.

Old Huang is not just a simple old man.

Although he is old, his eyes have never misjudged anyone.

The girl who stayed by Meng Chuan's side at all times was clearly no ordinary person.

Moreover, Meng Chuan was able to handle international assassins on his own without alerting anyone.

This further solidified Huang's conjecture.

"What power could I possibly have? I'm just an ordinary person who's relatively wealthy!"

Meng Chuan said somewhat guiltily.

Meng Chuan's guilty conscience was genuine.

After all, Huang Lao represents the power of the official government.

Regardless of the Green Gang's definition and self-proclaimed mission, it is legally defined as a triad.

These are two forces that are inherently opposed.

"You don't need to hide it from me. It's not something that money can do to bring down the Sun family quietly."

"Old Huang said in a deep voice."

How could Meng Chuan, who could single-handedly deal with international assassins, be just an ordinary person without power or influence?

Seeing that Meng Chuan wanted to explain, Old Huang raised his hand to stop him.

Just as Elder Huang was about to say something, Dean Zuo Silan suddenly stood up:

"Um, you guys chat first, I'll go out and see why the dishes haven't all been served yet."

Without waiting for Elder Huang's response, Dean Zuo Silan left in a flash.

Because she heard too many things she shouldn't have heard.

In particular, Huang Lao mentioned that the forces behind Meng Chuan were able to eliminate international assassins silently.

What does it mean to solve it? It definitely means—buried it.

Is this something a dean of an economics department should be listening to?

Will hearing these things help her teaching?

Obviously not.

Then there's no need for her to stay here any longer.

Neither Huang Lao nor Meng Chuan paid any attention to Dean Zuo Silan, who had "fled in disarray."

Old Huang continued:

"You don't need to explain to me. After all, I'm only responsible for economic matters. I won't get involved in things outside my job scope."

"but……"

Old Huang paused, his tone becoming increasingly solemn:

"There's something I need to remind you: our system is different from that of capitalist countries. Some things are not about right or wrong, but about perspective."

"Differences in stance mean that some things are simply not allowed to exist."

Mr. Huang has always been an upright person.

The fact that he was saying these things to Meng Chuan already crossed a line.

However, because he valued Meng Chuan, he still felt it necessary to remind Meng Chuan.

Never think that just because you have a lot of power, you can act recklessly.

Once the red line is crossed, any civilian force will be utterly destroyed.

“Old Huang, I am truly grateful to you for saying these things to me.”

Meng Chuan gave a wry smile and said:

"But, as you can see, I am just a poor boy with no power or influence."

"I made my fortune without really knowing what was going on, and then I stumbled upon a conspiracy by foreign capital."

"I want to do something for my country, but there are many people who want me dead."

"If being upright and honest requires sacrificing my life and the lives of my family, I would rather choose to go down that dark path."

"What I can assure you is this: when friends come, we'll have good wine; when wolves come, we'll have shotguns."

This can be considered as Meng Chuan making a promise to Elder Huang.

He wouldn't act recklessly, but he also wouldn't give up his identity as the young master of the Green Gang.

Because that was the foundation of his livelihood.

"You decide for yourself!"

As Mr. Huang spoke, he returned to the previous topic:

"Now let's get back to the main point: how much money do you actually have, and how confident are you?"

This was the purpose of Mr. Huang's visit to Meng Chuan.

This is important; he needs to know.

"It's definitely over ten thousand. But there's one more thing I need your help to get things done."

Meng Chuan gave an ambiguous answer.

Old Huang was immediately startled.

What he knew was that Meng Chuan already had four or five hundred billion yuan tied up in the stock market.

After all, the Agricultural Bank of China's transaction was over 100 billion yuan, and the non-ferrous metals sector had over 300 billion yuan.

Despite being heavily invested, it still managed to exceed one trillion.

He really didn't know how this kid had managed to amass such a huge amount of funds in such a short time.

Is making money really this easy now?

"what's up?"

Old Huang forced himself to calm down and asked.

"The Warburg family will stand shoulder to shoulder with me. When necessary, the Warburg family's money needs to come in, and I hope you can make it easy for it to come and go freely."

Meng Chuan said.

Meng Chuan could have chosen not to mention this matter.

Because Meng Chuan knew that some of the Warburg family's money had already arrived in Hong Kong.

However, the amount of money involved in this battle is absolutely beyond imagination.

In such a massive capital battle, the slightest oversight could lead to total defeat.

However, the Warburg family is only there to "help out," and if they are taken advantage of every time they come and go, they may not be willing to provide their full support.

"What? Warburg? You...can you trust him?"

Old Huang asked with some concern.

What he feared most was that Meng Chuan would let a wolf into his house.

Soldiers who, deception also!

If Warburg were to turn against them, the consequences would be dire!

Both he and Meng Chuan will become sinners in history!

Meng Chuan smiled calmly, but then uttered the most domineering sentence:

"I can't guarantee they'll be loyal forever, but I can guarantee that as long as I'm alive, they would never dare to betray me for money..."