C6 The Agreement Between the Grandfather and Grandson

"It's a girl." Shu Haoran told the truth, yet the scene of him messing around with Ling Mu'an surfaced in his mind for no reason. He couldn't help but blush a little.

"Haha, brat, when did you get a little girlfriend? Why didn't you tell grandpa!" The old man laughed again. He walked to the door and took the key to open it.

The door opened, and what entered his eyes was all red wooden furniture, heavy and complex, low-key and luxurious, from living room to dining room to study room, from sofa to table to chair to bookcase to bed, anything that could be used red wood didn't need any other materials, this was the old man's preference, no matter how much money he spent, he would be willing to throw it in, and this was also an investment, this red wood thing would only become more and more expensive, after twenty years it was simply priceless.

What interested Shu Haoran more was the decorative hanging pictures on the walls. They were all Huizi oil paintings, that unique tranquility and profoundness fascinated him. Although the tone was completely different from his life and was often ridiculed as posturing by his friends, he had always been diligent in liking them and never gave up.

Now it seemed that his liking in this aspect was related to his grandfather, but why did he seem to have lost his memories and didn't have any impression of this aspect? Is it because he's too young?

"Take a seat first, I'll go get you something to eat." The old man interrupted his thoughts and pointed at the sofa, then turned around and went to his room to get some snacks.

"Yes." Shu Haoran sat obediently on the sofa, swinging his short legs and wondering if his grandpa would agree to his request.

"Coming, coming." The old man had taken plums, candy, biscuits, shrimp, and many snacks, as well as a glass bottle of orange soda. He had already opened the bottle and stuck a straw in it.

"Grandpa …" This was the pace of the family opening a snack bar. Could it be that the old tutor had always been this way, waiting for him to arrive?

"Alright, we grandfather-grandson pair have proper business." The old man sat down next to Shu Haoran with a smile, gave him a fruit candy, and then shoved a fruit candy into his mouth, "Hao said to pay his debt for that girl's family, how much does that cost?"

"About five hundred thousand, no, I don't think so." Shu Haoran, of course, didn't know how much money was needed. He had never really understood money, but when he thought about his father in the hospital, he felt that 500,000 yuan might be a little too much at the moment.

"Seems like you don't know how much you need to help her." A deep sense of shrewdness flashed in the old man's eyes. He calmly continued, "That will be difficult. I need a specific number to help you."

"I can ask, Grandpa, I'll ask very soon." Shu Haoran couldn't help feeling a little anxious when he heard "difficult."

"Since you want to ask, I still have a few questions, so why don't you ask them all?" The old man was still smiling as he raised a finger, "First, what business does my little girlfriend's family do? Second, how much bad assets do they have left? Third, who are the creditors? Is it a bank, a lending company, a supplier, or something else? Finally, how much money do they owe?"

"…" Shu Haoran felt dizzy when he heard this, but he wasn't pretending to be confused. It was normal for a ten-year old child to not understand this, but he was already 30 years old, so he couldn't help but feel embarrassed, "Grandpa, can I use paper and notes?"

"No, I can only use my brain to remember. Grandfather can say it a few more times. If you don't understand anything, you can directly ask Grandfather." The old man crunched the fructose in his mouth and smiled like an old fox.

"..." Then grandpa will say it again, say it slowly. " Shu Haoran calmed down. In order to help Ling Mu'an, he decided to accept the difficult problem offered by the old man. It was better than his father rejecting it at once.

Thus, the grandfather-grandson pair spent more than an hour on this issue. The old man would occasionally tell stories and occasionally give examples, going into details and creating countless virtual children to use the most lifelike metaphor to let little Shu Haoran gradually understand the general meaning of such complicated terms as bad assets, creditors, borrowers, suppliers and so on.

After sowing a seed and nurturing a good successor, the old man's intentions could not be more obvious. Shu Haoran listened with relish and did not feel bored or bored at all.

"Hao, you are still young, but in the future you will have to inherit the Shu Family, don't be afraid to work hard, Grandpa thinks highly of you, and in the future you will be even more outstanding than your father!" When the old man saw the difference in his reaction speed and comprehension ability from an ordinary ten-year old child, he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"Grandfather, I, I …" Shu Haoran was even more embarrassed and ashamed. He wanted to find a hole to hide in.

"Your mom passed away, your dad is busy, so if you have nothing to do in the future, you just have to come to grandpa's place." Your mom passed away, your dad is busy, so if you don't have anything in the future, you just have to come to grandpa's place. The old man took it as if his grandson was a bit shy and passed him a soda from the tea table.

"Mm. Alright." Shu Haoran took the soda, and started to think about whether he should continue to live a new life like this, or change his mind and become the outstanding successor in his grandfather's words.

The conclusion was: Let's wait and see.

When a person was about thirty years old, it was difficult to change his or her personality defects, such as laziness and sloppiness. Shu Haoran, who was used to living a "good life" after experiencing the changes in his life, still held a kind of muddleheaded naivety. He wanted to take things as they came, neither fighting nor snatching, only asking for an explanation and a truth. He had always been a gentle child who didn't have much personality and opinions, and there was also a lack of education and shape in the day after tomorrow. Thus, when he was thirty years old, he had money and looks, but what Ling Mu'an called "empty", "uncharismatic", "following a crowd".

"Little Liu, go to An He Road."

The old man couldn't stay idle. Seeing that there was still some time before lunch, he called the driver and accompanied Shu Haoran to pay a visit to Ling Mu'an. Shu Haoran didn't understand why the old man knew Ling Mu'an's family. However, when he thought about it, he couldn't help but suspect that his father told him to hide the kidnapping. The old man knew about it from the beginning, so he just kept silent and watched the situation.

"Grandfather, you're really strong ~" As the chairman of Shu Family Group, the old man had unfathomable abilities. His hidden wisdom and domineering attitude made Shu Haoran secretly admire him. As he sat in the car, he secretly sized up the old man's face several times. An indescribable goodwill spread through his heart. He liked this old man, and all the fear and resistance in his memories seemed like an illusion.

"We're here. Go in alone and ask around. Grandpa is waiting for you in the car." The old man smilingly patted Shu Haoran's head, giving him a chance to "fight in actual combat".

Shu Haoran got off the car alone and walked into a narrow and deep alley. He turned two corners and saw a few old residential buildings. He asked a few aunties who were chatting in the sun where Ling Mu'an's home was. In contrast to the clean atmosphere in Jianning district, the residential buildings here were dilapidated and dilapidated. The corridors were narrow and the walls mottled. There were dust and cobwebs everywhere. There was a thick musty smell on the breath. Shu Haoran frowned and climbed up to the fifth floor while panting. After all, he had just recovered from the concussion, and was feeling a bit dizzy and nauseous, but luckily, he had arrived at Ling Mu'an's house. The door with the word "Blessed" on it looked quite clean.

"Eh? Why is it you?! Aren't we supposed to be in the hospital? " Her large eyes revealed surprise and joy the moment she saw him. Little Ling Mu'an stood blankly at the door, not knowing what to do next.

"There's something I want to ask you or your mother." Shu Haoran looked at her still purple face, pursed his lips, swallowed his concern and didn't ask any more questions.

"Oh okay, come in, my mom is here." Little Ling Mu'an nodded and opened the door wider for him to enter.

Shu Haoran estimated that this house was at most 20 square meters and was about the same size as his living room. There was nothing special about it, it was just a white wall with a slender fluorescent lamp emitting a light that wasn't too bright. Spartan beds, closets, tables and chairs, refrigerators... There was no kitchen, no bathroom, no bathroom.

"Ann, who's here?" "Cough, cough …" Mother Ling, who was originally lying on the bed, sat up. Her hair was withered, her face pale, her cheeks thin, and her lips dark. From time to time, she would cough, looking very unwell.

"Mom, it's Shu Haoran." Little Ling Mu'an didn't say much, but her mother showed her that she had already told her mother a lot of things about Shu Haoran. "It's a mess at home. Take a seat, I'll get you a glass of water.

"There's no need to trouble yourself. I'll just ask a few questions and then leave." Little Ling Mu'an was already like a little adult. Shu Haoran pulled her to sit down, not intending to disturb them for too long, and said straightforwardly, "Auntie, I want to help you pay your debt, but there are a few things I want to ask you."

"..." Ask away. " Although Mother Ling was somewhat surprised, after coughing twice, she did not refuse.

Shu Haoran sorted out the problems in his head and started to ask methodically. He started with what his uncle's company did, following the steps the old man taught him, slowly collecting useful information. Then he took out the pen and notebook the old man gave him from his pocket and carefully recorded it down.

"So our family's situation was pretty good. This business failed, and her father was also a victim …"

"The factory produces soap, so the first two years were pretty good. Cough, cough, but early in the year, her father signed a big contract, obviously due to the other party breaking the contract. However, there was something in the contract, so we lost in the lawsuit …"

"Right now, we can't pay the workers in the factory with the bank loans. The factory is rented, so the machines can't sell for much money. No one wants a pile of soap …"

"She owes a total of 400,000 yuan. Her dad isn't the biggest shareholder, but he is the main culprit. Cough, cough …"

Mother Ling knew how to speak without reserve. Initially, she would consider how to explain it so that the child could understand, but when it came to saying later on, she would say whatever she wanted, not caring about anything else. She had been holding back this bitter water for a long time, and not many people could speak of it. Now that she said it, her heart felt much better, and the melancholy in her eyes relaxed. Little Ling Mu'an was very quiet at the side. She would pat her mother's back from time to time, give her a drink of water, and spend the rest of the time curiously looking at Shu Haoran. This boy who was about the same age as her, with a body full of adult calmness, could write a lot of words very quickly and beautifully.

"I know, cough cough, that's all, cough cough …" Little Ling Mu'an quickly found some medicine for her to eat. Shu Haoran got up and left, not daring to disturb her rest any longer. Before leaving, he assured the mother and daughter that he would definitely think of a way to help them.

"Shu Haoran!"

Halfway down the stairs, Little Ling Mu'an caught up with her. Shu Haoran stood still and looked at her, seeing the load on her little shoulders. Actually, compared to adults, children needed to adapt and accept more. Those suffering from natural and man-made disasters, how innocent were children?

"Shu Haoran, will you really help Mom and me?" Little Ling Mu'an did not know what he was thinking. Her face was blushing like a pink apple when she rushed over.

"Well, really." Shu Haoran nodded seriously. After living for 30 years, this was the first time he felt like doing something big.

"If you really help mother and me, I will definitely repay you in the future!" Little Ling Mu'an raised three of her little fingers in a serious manner and swore to the heavens.

"Hehe, that's great ~" Shu Haoran smiled. This little ninny actually liked to swear oaths to show her determination since she was young.