Me who fears women travels with beautiful girls

88 Chapter 13, disgust

When he came to an extraordinarily luxurious office, Huo Yu saw a middle-aged man in a casual shirt, snow-white, and gold-rimmed glasses sitting on a huge mahogany table.

Seeing Huo Yu coming in, he smiled slightly, got up and stretched out his hand to Huo Yu: "Hello, Kim Jae-yong."

Huo Yu stepped forward and shook hands with Kim Jae-yong.

After the two sat down in the tea room, Kim Jae-yong said: "I already know about you. To be honest, we are very happy if we can cooperate with the seals in business. But I don't care about the job of security director." Not sure if you're up to it."

Huo Yu frowned and said, "I have been the security director of SEAL for four years, and I believe in my professional level."

"No, I didn't question your ability. Director Huo. I just said that our situation here may be much more complicated than you think." The man said, lighting a cigar.

"How to say?" Huo Yu asked.

"Recently Seoul is not very... stable." Kim Jae-yong said slowly, playing with his cigar: "Recently there will always be some local hooligans, thieves and rascals who come to our park to steal things."

Huo Yu was taken aback, and immediately said: "Leave this kind of matter to me, and I will definitely prevent them from appearing again."

Kim Jae-yong raised his hand, stopped Huo Yu, and said, "If it's just like this, it's okay to say. You also know that a company as big as ours must have a good corporate culture, so that it can operate normally. Huo Yu Director, you must be able to understand, right."

"Of course." Huo Yu said.

"It's just that recently, there have been some problems with the enthusiasm of the employees in our company." Kim Jae-yong frowned.

"Positivity?"

"Yes. Seoul is a place where... well, religion is very free. This is certainly very free, but it will always affect the normal operation and development of our company. According to my understanding, some employees may have secretly Some religious tendencies. This is something our company executives don’t want to see, and many of them are not so clean, so we have to strictly investigate all kinds of immigrants.”

"I am an atheist." Huo Yu said directly.

"Oh, I'm not talking about you. On the contrary, I believe in the eyes of the seals. It's just that if you are the security director, we don't want to see these things." Kim Jae-yong said seriously.

Huo Yu stood up and said, "Give me a month, and I will definitely build your company into an existence like an impregnable wall."

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Night comes again.

Song Wenbin felt very bad. After another day of hard work, his finger injury inevitably began to deteriorate, and sometimes it would even cause severe pain if he bent it a little.

However, when he finally waited until night, when he thought he could find a clinic to have a look, the boss Li Dazhong greeted him.

"Hey! Chinese boy, follow me to buy goods." He shouted domineeringly.

Song Wenbin glanced at the work table in the store and said, "It's off work now."

As soon as he said this, Li Dazhong blew his beard and stared: "Xiba, you brat, do you know how to be grateful!? If we hadn't taken you in, you still don't know where you are now. You eat twice a day Hey you, is this how you repay me?"

Song Wenbin frowned. There was no doubt that compared to the proprietress, the boss Li Dazhong was an extremely difficult guy to serve.Even if there are too many trivial matters, the mouth is still extremely broken.

"It's okay to go, but I don't have a place to stay at night, so you have to pay me your wages." Song Wenbin said.

"Xiba, you brat! Give me a little bit of moderation, and deliver the goods with me!"

Seeing that her husband was angry, the proprietress came out of the back kitchen in a hurry. She wiped her hands, slipped 50 yuan into Song Wenbin's hand, and said, "Don't talk too much, go quickly. There are not many things."

Feeling that there was an extra piece of paper in his hand, Song Wenbin felt better, and said, "Don't rush, let's go."

He boarded the boss's van, and Li Dazhong got into the car cursing.The van started and drove all the way to the east of the city.

Although Li Dazhong had a bad mouth, Song Wenbin didn't hate him too much. In the final analysis, he is not a real migrant worker stationed in Korea. For him, this is just a shooting task.It doesn't matter if Li Dazhong scolds him or insults him, but it's only a matter of a month.As long as he gets the 30, he doesn't care about a hundred Li Dazhong.

On the way, after Li Dazhong cursed a few times, seeing that Song Wenbin had always been submissive, he was a little at a loss.Rolling his eyes, he asked, "Hey, boy Song, where in China are you from?"

Song Wenbin briefly explained the address.

Li Dazhong immediately realized: "Over there in S City, the recent development is okay. I guess a lot of old houses have been demolished."

"Well, it should have been removed a lot." Song Wenbin said absent-mindedly while arranging the gauze in his hand.

"Has your house been demolished?"

Song Wenbin was taken aback, as if his hometown had been demolished for many years. At that time, he remembered that it seemed to be repairing high-voltage lines. The government moved the village and built a village for villagers in a nearby town.

"It's demolished." Song Wenbin said.

"Did those people give your family money?" Li Dazhong asked with squinted eyes.

"It seems... no..."

Song Wenbin said that his grandparents had passed away for a long time, and his family also bought a house in the city. At that time, his uncle didn't want the demolished house, and no one lived in it.

At this moment, Li Dazhong suddenly became excited. He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket with trembling hands, and cursed while smoking.While cursing and smoking, the filth of his words is unbearable to the ears.

Song Wenbin glanced at the cameraman who was following behind, and thought that fortunately the cameraman couldn't come in to shoot. If he came in to shoot, the show might be gone in minutes.

From Li Dazhong's scolding, Song Wenbin probably knew that he was also a Chinese before. Because he was dissatisfied and felt that the government gave less money for house demolition, he ran to South Korea to survive in anger, and even changed his name.

After scolding for half an hour, Li Dazhong didn't feel comfortable seeing him, but Song Wenbin was much more cordial.It was like seeing the same kind.

When the two were moving the goods at the place of purchase, he even took the initiative to share a third of the goods.

After moving the goods, Song Wenbin's hands hurt even more, and he couldn't wait to see a doctor.But Li Dazhong didn't drive the car back. On the contrary, he drove the car to Gangnam District in Seoul.

Song Wenbin didn't know what Li Dazhong was going to do, so he asked, "Is this the way back?"

Li Dazhong smiled, gave Song Wenbin a cigarette, and said, "You brat, you're lucky today. I'll take you to see the world."

Song Wenbin thought it was funny, thinking that a person like a dog deserves to take him to see the world.

But he didn't show it, just kept silent.

Not long after, the broken van drove to a street in Jiangnan District, where the lights were feasting and feasting.The people who come and go are young and beautiful girls, they are wearing scantily clad clothes, carrying a bag, wandering around the street boredly.And strangely, most of them had a lollipop in their mouths.

Whenever some well-dressed men pass by, those women wandering on the road will take out the lollipops in their mouths and put them near the men's mouths.

Not annoyed at being rejected, the lollipop was stuffed back into his mouth.

If the man took a sip, the woman smiled and stretched out her hand, took the man's arm, and walked side by side.

"Look, those girls."

Li Dazhong was sitting in the car, staring lewdly at the women walking around outside, and said, "I'll give you the lollipops they've eaten. If you take them, you can go happy with them once. That feeling, tsk Tsk tsk..."

Song Wenbin looked at these young girls on the street expressionlessly, feeling helpless in his heart.When reality hits the face without any affectation, people who face it may only sigh.It's just that once upon a time, those brilliance in blood and fire have long been obliterated by time, becoming a faint sigh in history.

"That's it." He said softly.

"You can't see this scene in China." Li Dazhong said triumphantly.

"It's true... I can't see it..." Song Wenbin said softly.

His ten-year outdoor broadcasting career was directly reduced to a lollipop in South Korea, which made him amazed.

"How is it? Is Korea more free?" Li Dazhong asked with a smile.

"Hehe." Song Wenbin smiled and did not answer.

"If you want me to say, you have also resigned your Chinese nationality and joined South Korea, just like me." Li Dazhong suddenly said excitedly.

Song Wenbin glanced at him, but didn't speak.

In his opinion, Seoul is almost like a county in China.Maybe the people here are rich, but it's just a rich and crowded county town, nothing more.

"That kind of place is boring. Look at these beauties. As long as you have money, you can sleep with whomever you want. You can choose and play as you like. There is no scruples at all, and no one cares about you." Li Dazhong said: "It's not much happier than in China. gone?"

"I can't afford it." Song Wenbin said lightly, "I'm a poor man."

"That's why you can't afford it." Li Dazhong said carelessly: "I worked for a month last, and I came here to relax for a few days. There are many people around, and I have quite a few friends..."

"The friend you are talking about is yourself?" Song Wenbin interrupted him impatiently.He really didn't want to waste any more time in this place, he wanted to see a doctor.

Although Song Wenbin's tone was still calm, Li Dazhong was very sensitive to Song Wenbin's impatience.This made him narrow his eyes, staring at Song Wenbin dangerously, and asked, "Are you Wumao?"

Song Wenbin looked at the serious look of the boss, and suddenly felt a strong disgust in his heart.It took him a full three seconds before he resisted the urge to slam the car door on his face, and said calmly, "I have to discuss this kind of important matter with my family."

Li Dazhong looked Song Wenbin up and down, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and then he sneered, "You're a rotten bitch, with your guts, what big things can you do? You should work at the bottom all your life!"

After that, he opened the car door abruptly and said, "Get down!!"

Song Wenbin said, "Where am I going?"

"Where are you going!" Li Dazhong said impatiently.

Song Wenbin got out of the car inexplicably, Li Dazhong stepped on the steering wheel, and walked away straight away, leaving Song Wenbin alone on the street.

He stood on the street in a daze.

A lollipop was brought to his mouth.

He opened the lollipop, stared at the direction where the van disappeared, and spit out two words from his mouth.

"Stupid!"

(End of this chapter)