Chapter 13: A Warm Scene
Next, Lin Haoran planned to make his move in the stock market, but his actions had to be carried out silently to avoid anyone detecting his carefully laid plans and strategy.
He understood the importance of secrecy and had already decided to push forward his investment plan discreetly, without drawing attention.
Because of this, finding a stock trader with extremely high loyalty had become his urgent need.
Through his recent research on his “golden finger,” he had deeply realized that the most effective way to increase loyalty was through generous rewards and favors, triggering gratitude in others.
As the saying goes, “A drop of kindness should be repaid with a spring.”
This was especially true for someone like Su Zhixue, who was currently trapped in an almost insurmountable predicament. Lin Haoran’s timely help in solving his crisis would undoubtedly strike deep into his heart.
At such a critical moment, as long as Su Zhixue’s character was reliable, Lin Haoran could easily strengthen their bond through this kindness and significantly increase his loyalty.
On the way to Wan’an Group, Lin Haoran had already planned to recruit a loyal subordinate from the company.
With his ability to see loyalty progress bars, if Su Zhixue’s loyalty did not rise high enough even after his help, he would simply abandon him and look for the next candidate.
But he had not expected it to directly reach 100%.
That truly surprised him—completely beyond his expectations.
Originally, he would have been satisfied with a loyalty of eighty or ninety.
But regardless, this was good news, wasn’t it?
At 100% loyalty, there would be absolutely no betrayal.
His actions in the stock market would no longer risk being exposed.
“Alright, prepare yourself. You don’t need to worry about matters at Wan’an Group. I will speak to my father later. Starting tomorrow, you will officially work for me. Tomorrow at 8:30 a.m., you don’t need to come to the company—just meet me at the Hong Kong Stock Exchange.”
Lin Haoran patted Su Zhixue on the shoulder and smiled.
A mere entry-level employee in a department—his father would naturally not refuse such a request. It was a trivial matter.
After leaving the Securities Department, Lin Haoran once again went to the chairman’s office.
When he mentioned the matter to his father, as expected, it was approved without hesitation. His father even personally called Director Dai of the Securities Department.
“Haoran, what exactly are you planning to do with a stock trader? The Hong Kong stock market is unpredictable and far from a game. The risks involved are not to be underestimated.”
Although he had already agreed, Lin Wan’an could not suppress his curiosity and asked his son with concern.
“Dad, you also know I majored in Business Management at the University of London. Now that I’ve returned to Hong Kong, I will inevitably deal with the stock market in the future. So I want to get familiar with the market early. With a trader assisting me, I can grasp market movements faster and prepare better for future business decisions.”
Lin Haoran cleverly avoided giving a direct answer, responding with a vague but reasonable explanation.
Hearing this, Lin Wan’an did not press further.
“I’m heading back now. Come home with my car later,” he asked.
“No need, Dad. I still have some things to do early tomorrow morning, so I’ll drive back myself tonight,” Lin Haoran politely refused.
“Alright. Then go back early and rest. Your mother keeps talking about you, worrying that you’re too busy and not taking care of your health,” his father said softly, full of concern.
After merging memories from two lives, Lin Haoran had long realized how deeply his parents doted on him—especially his mother, whose care was warm and constant.
Even his two older sisters, already married, still cared deeply for him.
Living in such a loving family filled him with gratitude and happiness.
Unfortunately, the actions of his elder brother had disrupted this harmony. His secret schemes made Lin Haoran realize that this family was not as peaceful as it appeared.
A single rotten apple spoils the whole barrel.
The Lin family villa was located near Deep Water Bay. Nestled between mountains and sea, with beautiful scenery and a premium environment, it was adjacent to Repulse Bay—one of Hong Kong’s most prestigious luxury residential areas.
Tycoons like Bao Yugang and Li Ka-shing lived in this district.
In the evening, after leaving Wan’an Group’s building, Lin Haoran first arranged for Li Weiguo and Li Weidong to stay at a hotel near Causeway Bay before driving home alone.
When he returned to the Lin family villa, he noticed his father’s car was already parked there.
Without thinking much, he parked his Mercedes beside his father’s Rolls-Royce.
Just as he got out of the car, a sharp-eyed servant approached with a smile and respectfully greeted him:
“Young Master, you’re back. Dinner is ready. The Master and Madam are waiting for you.”
Lin Haoran nodded and walked into the spacious, brightly lit villa.
As expected, his parents were already seated at the elegantly set dining table, filled with exquisite dishes prepared specially for his return.
Seeing this, a warm feeling rose in his heart.
He quickly walked over and joined them for this rare moment of family warmth.
“Haoran, come sit. There are still a few dishes being prepared. Mom will go get you a bowl of rice.”
As soon as Madam Lin saw him, her face lit up with joy.
Compared to the declining health of Father Lin, Mother Lin—though also in her sixties—was still relatively strong and healthy.
In his memory, she had always been a kind and cheerful woman.
However, over the years, his two sisters had married and moved out, and his elder brother Lin Haoning had also moved out to establish his own household.
With these changes, the once lively villa had gradually become quiet and empty.
Although Madam Lin remained strong, her smile had faded somewhat over time, replaced with a hint of loneliness and nostalgia for the past.
“Mom, as long as I have time, I’ll come back more often to spend time with you,” Lin Haoran said gently, holding her hand.
He then turned to his father and said seriously:
“And Dad, your health isn’t what it used to be. Please don’t overwork yourself. The company has professional managers who can handle things properly. You should rest more and take care of your body instead of handling everything personally.”
“Alright, Haoran. I’ll listen to you and take care of my health,” his father replied, his eyes filled with relief as he patted his shoulder.
“My son has truly grown up,” Madam Lin said emotionally, tears welling up with joy.
(End of Chapter)
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