That day, Hao Yunyang knocked on the door and entered the room opposite. Zhao Chenxin and Chen Pingping were solving a bento...

"Can't you move your baby computer to your room?" Hao Yunyang knocked on the door several times all day long. Chen Pingping finally couldn't help but get angry. She got up and went into the room and took out a stack of RMB and threw it on the table. She said to Hao Yunyang: "The rent was originally 1,500 yuan. I will calculate it for you according to 2,000 yuan. Move the computer out of you. Don't knock on the door if you have nothing to do in the future. Are you annoying?"

"If you don't like, you can move away now." Hao Yunyang also stepped on Chen Pingping's braid. How could he give up the opportunity to get in touch with Zhao Chenxin frequently? He didn't even look at the stack of money, and replied without giving in, blocking Chen Pingping for a long time.

When Chen Pingping was so angry that she wanted to curse, Hao Yunyang had already pushed the door into the room.

"All people!" Chen Pingping said indignantly, but she didn't mention asking Hao Yunyang to move the computer away. After sitting back on the stool, she seemed to be like the chicken leg that was Hao Yunyang. She chewed her mouth regardless of her image. Zhao Chenxin, who was sitting beside her, smiled bitterly, and had nothing to say.

After entering the room and locking the door, Hao Yunyang then went over and picked up his cell phone and dialed out his number.

More than ten seconds later, Hao Zhenhua answered the phone. Before Hao Yunyang could speak, Hao Zhenhua smiled and said, "Dad, you call so timely. I happened to have something to tell you. Are you asking me for something?"

"Yeah." Hao Yunyang nodded softly, and then said: "Today I went to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau to register a company. The name is Jiuxiao Graphic Design Co., Ltd. The approval should be available soon. What should I do next?"

"Dad, can you adapt to the life of me as a son now?" Hao Zhenhua did not answer Hao Yunyang's inquiry, but instead asked another question.

"At first, I really didn't adapt to it. Everything I did felt illusory, like a dream." Hao Yunyang recalled his crazy state at that time, shivered, and then continued: "But it's been so long now, I've adapted long ago. Why are you asking about this?"

"Just get used to it." Hao Zhenhua said in a daze and asked again: "Do you know why I picked it all over the place? In the end, I gave you a set of LOGO production software?"

"Didn't you say this is the only one you can find?" Hao Yunyang was confused, so he suddenly felt that his son seemed to be hiding something from him, but he couldn't figure it out, so he could only ask suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

"Logo production software is indeed the only software that I can find, and it can run on your computer." Hao Zhenhua emphasized, then changed the subject and said, "But have you ever thought about it? Among the things I can provide you with except for the software, what do you think can help you?"

"Apart from software..." Hao Zhenhua's words were like enlightenment, which exploded a big hole in Hao Yunyang's brain with a click. The thoughts that were originally tightened in a small circle instantly flew out far away. He opened his mouth and said: "In addition to software, if you can tell me the future stock market, if you can tell me..."

"Stop, stop, stop." Before Hao Yunyang could fall into endless imagination, Hao Zhenhua had already spoken to interrupt Hao Yunyang's association and asked, "Dad, do you know why I don't give you these things?"

"Why?" Hao Yunyang was also surprised. His son had no reason to do this!

"The reason is very simple." Hao Zhenhua on the other end of the phone smiled bitterly and said, "I'm afraid you will cause big trouble when you have these things. When I was creating software for you with LOGO, I was so worried. How dare I give you these things? What if it's a mistake..."

"Well, then you're telling me these things now..." Hao Yunyang's mind quickly turned, quickly grasping the key to the matter, and asked, "Do you want to give me these things?"

"I really want to give it to you." Hao Zhenhua didn't sway Hao Yunyang's appetite, so he nodded very simply and admitted, but at the same time he also added: "But I want to give you these things is not simply asking you to make money, and then go home to live the life of a landlord after marrying your mother."

"Cough cough..." Hao Yunyang's face turned red a little when his son said this, and he coughed a few times to hide his embarrassment: "Then what are you thinking?"

"I have been looking up information during this period. A few days ago, I accidentally entered a website and found an article from more than ten years ago there. After verification, the article was banned. The article left on that website was the fish that escaped the net after the ban." Hao Zhenhua said: "The article mentioned a very hidden organization..."

"A hidden organization?" Hao Yunyang was a little confused.

"Don't worry, listen to me." Hao Zhenhua smiled and continued: "That organization is called Chihong, but it is neither a politician organization nor a black/dao organization..."

"Is it a killer group?" Hao Yunyang said casually with an idea. After finishing, he realized and grabbed his hair: "Don't pay attention to me, you can continue."

"According to the description in the article, this Chronicle Organization was established in 2017. The leader of the organization is a man nicknamed Leader, and he is also the most successful entrepreneur in the top 500 private enterprises in China. His net worth is as high as 500 billion yuan." Hao Zhenhua continued with a hint of respect: "The members of the Chronicle Organization cover all walks of life, and all members are top talents in their respective industries. The most important thing is that the members of the Chronicle Organization are very patriotic, and they only have one goal in their life!"

"What?" Hao Yunyang was even more puzzled. His son told him why he was doing this. It was only 2009 and was established in 2017, and there were still eight years left!

"For the rise of China, struggle!" Hao Zhenhua lowered his voice and said this, and then said, "Dad, don't believe it. There are really these people in this world. Your level is still low and you can't reach some high-level things. But you must remember that humans are all animals with emotions, especially when internal and external troubles, heroes are all people who stand up and become mighty and heroic."

"son."

"Um?"

"Why do I think..." Hao Yunyang smiled bitterly: "You told me these things like I was going to let me go to the battlefield, and I felt very upset."

"Haha." Hao Zhenhua smiled and did not explain: "Now that your computer is fully equipped and you have some spare money in your hands. The most important thing is that after this period of buffering, you should be able to use your son rationally."

"..." Hao Yunyang was silent.

"So I have arranged a life goal for you. Don't rush to refuse. It's not too late to listen to me after I finish it." Hao Zhenhua cut off Hao Yunyang's retreat in advance, and then spoke at Hao Yunyang's default: "The influence formed by the Chihong organization has been established for more than 20 years. It is no exaggeration to say that as long as Chihong stomps his feet, the whole Asia will follow three shocks. However, in 2041, Chihong suddenly disappeared and disappeared without a trace. After my multiple verifications, the reason for the Chihong organization's disappearance was because Chihong organization annoyed the European United Nations established in 2028 in some matters. After several rounds of wars between the two sides, Chihong suffered heavy losses, but at this time the leader passed away because he was seriously ill..."

"Why are you... talking to me about these things?" Hao Yunyang's heart became more and more furious.

"I mean, although Chihong ended with a tragedy in the end." Hao Zhenhua laughed relaxedly: "But Chihong's influence in the world back then was unnecessary, and I think..."

"What?"

"The development model of Chihong can be completely replicated..." Hao Zhenhua's voice sounded in Hao Yunyang's ears like a curse: "You can replace Chihong. Chihong has been glorious for more than 20 years, and you can last longer..."
Chapter completed!