Chapter Twenty Little Meaning

  These two days, Old Huang's heart was filled with mixed emotions of joy and worry.

  Fortunately, if that young man who looked quite dignified on that day could really help himself, he would have nothing to worry about from then on, and his business would surely flourish; unfortunately, wouldn't that kid be looking for trouble?

  "Old Huang, Old Huang are you there?" The voice outside the door that had been eagerly awaited for these two days suddenly rang out without warning.

  Is that it?! Old Huang sprang up from his chair and rushed to the door in a few strides, "Comrade Lin, you've arrived......ah......"

  Old Comrade Huang was more excited than when he had just married his wife, and only then did he realize that the young man not only came today but also brought several soldiers with him. Looking at that middle-aged man who seemed to be a leader, he appeared to be a military officer? No mistake, looking at his straight and neat military uniform with four pockets, he must be an officer, maybe even a high-ranking one.

  How did the high-ranking officer end up at his doorstep? Old Huang was suddenly nervous, and his eyes involuntarily looked at the middle-aged man's shoulder, seeing the two bars and three stars on his epaulets. Comrade Old Huang immediately felt his legs turn to jelly: "My god, this guy is a senior colonel?!"

  In the eyes of ordinary people, a senior colonel is already a very high-ranking military officer, similar to the municipal party secretary, and not someone that ordinary people can usually meet... Is the municipal party secretary someone who anyone can easily meet?

  Seeing the look of horror on Lao Huang's face, Lin Weiguo knew that his arrival had scared him. Smiling, he extended his hand and said, "Comrade Lao Huang, I am Lin Weiguo."

  "Oh...oh..." Seeing Lin Weiguo's outstretched hand, Old Huang reflexively stretched out his own hand, but then quickly withdrew it as if he had been electrocuted, smiling awkwardly. "Leader, my hands are quite dirty."

  This is normal, doing hardware business, moving metal products back and forth, the body and hands are not clean anywhere. A little dirt on the body is normal. This is usually no problem, but now it's shaking hands with a high-ranking military officer who is about the same size as the municipal party secretary and mayor. Old Huang felt a bit "ashamed" and hesitated, not daring to stretch out his hand.

  Lin Weiguo, however, proactively stretched out his hand to grasp Old Huang's hand, gave it two firm shakes, and smiled, "It's nothing, during training my body was even dirtier than this."

  Comrade Lao Huang obviously didn't expect such a high-ranking officer to personally come down to train, his mouth suddenly opened into an O shape. In Lao Huang's mind, let alone someone like this big military officer, even those battalion-level officers would not normally personally come down to train... When he was still a militia member, every time they participated in militia training, hadn't the head of the armed forces department just followed them militia members to crawl and roll around together?

  The suspicion in Lao Huang's eyes was impossible to hide from Lin Weiguo, and at this time, Lao Huang naturally couldn't explain it either. He smiled and said, "Master Lao Huang, we came today actually to trouble you with something."

  "I don't dare," Old Huang nervously waved his hands repeatedly, just about to address this seemingly kind military officer, but suddenly froze... until now he still didn't know the man's surname.

  Lao Huang's hesitation immediately made Lin Weiguo understand why, and he strode into the store with a big smile, saying "Comrade Lao Huang, just call me Old Lin."

  "Director Lin, this way, this way..." Lin Weiguo called himself that, but Old Huang couldn't possibly call him that, automatically changing "Old Lin" to "Director Lin", respectfully leading Lin Weiguo on a tour of his small shop. He even yelled into the back room, "Lingling, go, hurry up and make tea for Director Lin! Use that special kind I usually don't dare drink!"

  Lao Huang can do business to this extent, and naturally, he has a discerning eye for people. The familiar faces standing behind Lin Weiguo, especially the smiling Lin Hongfei, made Lao Huang feel at ease while also being on guard. Not to mention others, but judging from their demeanor, they didn't seem to be looking for trouble either. Especially this smiling young man, who could be considered an acquaintance of sorts.

  If it's not coming to find trouble for myself, doesn't that mean... my chance has arrived? Realizing this, Old Comrade Huang was already excitedly flushed with joy, his heart racing uncontrollably: Oh my heavens, is Old Huang going to turn his luck around this time too?

  After chatting for a while, Lin Weiguo took out the "city wall" that Lin Hongfei had processed here before and handed it to Old Huang, "Comrade Old Huang, this thing was processed by you, right?"

  The shape of this thing is too strange, and Lao Huang had never processed it before, nor had he ever seen it. He didn't know what it was used for on the surface, but vaguely felt that it should be a card holder. The impression was naturally deep. When Lin Weiguo took out this "city wall", Lao Huang immediately recognized it as the thing he helped the young man process. He nodded repeatedly, humbly and proudly at the same time, thinking to himself, "Yes, I made it, yesterday that young man..."

  Lin Weiguo smiled and nodded his head, "That's my son... Old Comrade Huang, take another look, can you do this thing?"

  As he spoke, he took out a blueprint and handed it over to Old Huang.

  Huang boss hastily took over, carefully and meticulously examined it, and at a glance, his heart suddenly shook. This thing was really familiar. Wasn't this just a square body composed of four city walls?

  When he saw Lin Hongfei earlier, Old Huang had already had a premonition. Now that he sees this high-ranking military officer, Lin Weiguo, coming to him with these blueprints, how could he not know that his opportunity has finally arrived? Not to mention that this thing is actually no difficulty for himself, even if the difficulty was immense, for the sake of the Huang family's future, he would have to go all out.

  "Director Lin, no problem." After reviewing the drawings for a while, Old Master Huang nodded and replied with absolute certainty.

  No problem, Lin Weiguo was very satisfied and made a gesture to Xiao Wang, "Xiao Wang, go get the things."

  "Yes!" Little Wang responded with a voice, turned around and left, and came back with an 81-style automatic rifle in a moment.

  Suddenly, he saw Little Wang carrying a gun into the house, and Old Huang was so frightened that his heart skipped a beat, his face turned pale as if it had been brushed with a layer of whitewash.

  For ordinary people, the deterrent power of guns is really too great, even if Huang Lao's experience as a militia member in his early years didn't help.