Reverse Rebirth 1990

Chapter 1065 1082 【Intrigue】on
Three days later——
The Samsung Group moved very quickly. Under the leadership of the chairman Li Jianxi, they quickly sorted out the performance reports and asset details of hundreds of subsidiaries under the Samsung Group.

Li Jianxi seemed to attach great importance to this matter, and immediately asked his son Li Zairong, the crown prince of Samsung, to carry the information to the Song Group in Seoul, and handed over the information to Song Zhichao face to face.

When handing over the materials, Li Zairong told Song Zhichao that now Samsung is continuing to invest, and he hopes that Song Zhichao can screen them faster.

Song Zhichao smiled slightly: "I will give you the result tomorrow."

Li Zairong completed the task, went back to the Samsung Group by car, and reported the completion of the task to his father Li Jianxi.

……

In the president's office——
In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, Li Jianxi opened his hands, and a plump female fashion designer was holding a tape measure and bent down to measure the size of his suit.

After Li Jianxi listened carefully to his son Li Zairong's report, he turned around and asked, "Did he say he will call back tomorrow?"

"Yes, he said so."

Li Jianxi smiled, waved his hand, and asked the female designer to go out.

The female designer hurriedly put away the tape measure in her hand, bowed respectfully, bent over and backed away, then turned and left.

Li Jianxi returned to his seat and sat on the boss chair. Seeing his son Li Zairong still looking at the door, he said, "My newly hired designer is very good at designing suits."

Only then did Li Zairong look away, and smiled awkwardly, "Father, you have always had a good eye."

The father and son smiled knowingly.

Immediately afterwards, Li Zairong said: "This time, according to your instructions, I have tampered with the non-performing assets of our Samsung, including Samsung Chemicals, Samsung Garment, and Samsung Foods, etc., into benign assets--if If that Song Zhichao is a little greedy, he will choose these assets."

"Human greed is innate, and it cannot be changed!" Li Jianxi said, "Besides, the time is so short, it is estimated that the surname Song can't see the tricks we did-after all, those financial statements and asset statements are not professionals. I can't tell." Li Jianxi leaned on the chair, confidently said.

Li Zairong smiled slightly: "Indeed, that person surnamed Song must not be that shrewd. If he wants to take advantage of Samsung's shortage of funds and take advantage of it, his calculation is wrong." Li Zairong said, "However, In case he invites a professional to review these statements..."

"That's better."

"Father, what do you mean—"

"How many people in South Korea know how to audit these reports? After the audit, they still need to confirm, how to confirm? Don't they need to go to the Statistics Bureau or the Taxation Bureau? Song Zhichao is not familiar with the place where he was born in Korea, but we have a close relationship with the government. Tell me, which side has the upper hand?" Li Jianxi said in a deep tone.

Li Zairong smiled: "You're right—after all, we are all citizens of the Republic of Korea. Of course the government will help us."

"It's not the government that helps us, it's Mayor Kim Nam-kui who helps us." Li Jianxi smiled, "After feeding the meat, you have to take back the bowl, isn't it reasonable?"

Li Zairong nodded, and the father and son looked at each other and smiled.

Usually, Mayor Jin still took advantage of them.

……

That night, in the study——
Under the bright light, Song Zhichao was sitting at the desk, looking through the assets and bodyguards of Samsung subsidiaries.

He stroked his lips with one hand, and flipped through the report with the other, making rattling noises from time to time.

After a while, Song Zhichao picked up a red pen, ticked "Samsung Chemicals" and made a mark.

Boom, boom, suddenly someone knocked on the door.

Song Zhichao called out, "Come in!"

The little nanny Jin Sanshun opened the door obediently, squeezed in, and said timidly, "President Song, I have something to report to you."

Song Zhichao looked up at her: "What is it?"

Jin Sanshun stepped forward, handed an envelope to Song Zhichao and said, "Didn't you let me manage the accounts between Ms. Han Youzhen and you in the tower room before, and she paid part of it today, and she hopes that you can give me a few more days for the other part. "

Only then did Song Zhichao remember that last time he paid back the 200 million won owed by that girl Han Youzhen. In addition, Han Youzhen still owed him 50 won in rent, and he gave her three days to pay it off. Now it's almost a week. , Only squeezed out such a little today.

Uh, how much is it?

Song Zhichao opened the envelope and took a look. It was all 100 million won, about 5000 Hong Kong dollars.

Where did that girl get so much money?
Song Zhichao frowned, slapped, and beat his hands with the banknotes.

Jin Sanshun was kind-hearted. Seeing Song Zhichao frowning, he thought Song Zhichao was dissatisfied with the small amount of money, so he pleaded for Han Youzhen and said, "I don't think it's easy for Ms. Han. She came all the way from Daegu to Seoul to ask for a living. You can get together in such a short time." It is already difficult to pay so much money, why don't you give her a few more days..."

Song Zhichao sneered: "You have a good heart—seriously, have you been bought by her?"

Jin Sanshun turned pale with fright, waved his hands and said, "No, President Song! Absolutely not! I just ate a piece of fried rice cake from her. By the way, I also took a pair of old pants from her that she didn't need. If you think these If it's a bribe, I'll pay it back now!"

Seeing that Jin Sanshun was terrified by himself, Song Zhichao couldn't help but said, "I'm joking with you, I don't have any sense of humor—go, put water on me, I want to take a bath!"

Only then did Jin Sanshun heave a sigh of relief, and hurriedly said, "Yes, President Song!" His eye circles were red, and it seemed that he was quite frightened just now.

After Jin Sanshun left the study, Song Zhichao seized the time to look at the remaining reports of Samsung subsidiaries, then put those reports away and put them in the desk drawer.

At this time, Jin Sanshun knocked on the door and said that the hot water had been placed, and prepared champagne and fruit as required. If Song Zhichao needed a massage, she could help.

Song Zhichao glanced at Jin Sanshun's flushed face. When the girl said the word "massage", she seemed to use the greatest courage, rubbing her little hands, biting her lip, and dared not even look at Song Zhichao.

Song Zhichao directly refused, "No need."

The little girl Jin Sanshun breathed a sigh of relief, and then she took the courage to look up at Song Zhichao. Seeing that Song Zhichao didn't seem to be joking, she felt more at ease; but vaguely, there was something strange in her heart. Since then, many people have said that they are beautiful, but why does President Song say... 啐, what am I thinking about.

Song Zhichao didn't know the little girl Jin Sanshun's mentality. Seeing her standing still, he thought she was still shy, so he told her: "I'm going to take a bath——help me clean the study room; by the way, I have very important things in the drawer." Files, pay attention when you clean them, don't mess them up or lose them..."

After finishing speaking, Song Zhichao ignored Jin Sanshun and went straight out of the study.

Jin Sanshun bowed to his back from behind: "Don't worry, President Song! I will be careful!"

After waiting until Song Zhichao's footsteps could no longer be heard, Jin Sanshun raised his head, let out a breath, looked around, and figured out where to start cleaning.
……

In the bathroom——
Song Zhichao lay in the bathtub, soaking in the heat and feeling warm.

Chopin's Piano Concerto was playing in his ear, loud enough to cover any noise outside.

Song Zhichao reached out to pick up the champagne on the table next to the bathtub, took a sip, closed his eyes and said, "I don't know what's going on outside, please don't let me down."

After speaking, Song Zhichao slowly slid his body down until the pool water submerged his head.

……

In the study——
The babysitter, Jin Sanshun, had wiped almost all the places in the study clean. At this moment, she opened the drawer that Song Zhichao had instructed.

The important documents that Song Zhichao had just read were neatly placed in the drawer.

Jin Sanshun's eyes flickered a little, his expression was a little nervous, and his throat rolled.

Immediately afterwards, she reached out and picked up the documents...

(End of this chapter)