Korean Hurricane Idol

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"Why are you calling now?"

An Junhyuk, who walked into the balcony, closed the glass door behind him casually to prevent his voice from being heard, and whispered to the person on the other end of the phone, "Is something wrong?" [

"Brother, someone is checking you!" The voice from the microphone was low.

An Junhe's expression was startled, but the moment he saw the number, he had such preparations in his heart, so he wasn't surprised, he just showed a sneer.

The person on the other side of the phone, named Che Yuancheng, was one of the gangsters who were there that night when he beat Can Jiang Zaiyuan.

During high school, although he disbanded the club at the request of his mother, he did not actually kick out everyone in the club. After coming down, he occupied a fish shop on a street, collected protection fees every day, and with his occasional donations, he has maintained a scale of more than ten people, but he did not participate in underground affairs like before, and he was in a semi-concealed state. .

Those people are all children from the fishermen's family he has known since he was a child. They live in a narrow circle, have a simple mind, and have no culture. Children from such backgrounds will follow the old path of their parents' generation to become fishermen when they grow up, earning money in the wind and waves. Life money, living in the current economic environment, but also can only make ends meet.

In the beginning, keeping them was not only saving some manpower for future preparations, but also thinking that when I had the ability, I could take them out of that poor and humble place with no future.

After taking revenge on Jiang Jae-won, An Jun-hyuk came to Seoul and did not bring them with him. On the one hand, of course, he was short of funds and could not arrange them. Revenge on Jiang Jae-won, due to time constraints, An Jun-hyuk failed to completely remove his suspicions, so he planned ahead, so as not to be caught in the pigtails and still not know.

He was thinking, the microphone was also silent, only the faint sound of breathing came.

Because he grew up under the shadow of An Junhe, Che Yuancheng and others have always respected him.Especially when An Junhyuk came back from military service this time, his whole person was much more indescribably deep and majestic than before. Cha Yuancheng remembered that in the alley that night, he and several other people faced him in black, and even Didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

Therefore, even through the phone at this time, knowing that An Junhyuk would not be able to see him, Cha Yuancheng still maintained a respectful posture and waited patiently for his orders.

After pondering for a long time, An Junhe just said: "When did it start?"

"It's noon today!" Che Yuancheng replied briefly, "It's a man with a Seoul accent who was investigating your situation near your home. I pretended to be your neighbor and talked to him. At first he said he was your relative, but later we threatened him. He wanted to call the police, so he said that he was entrusted by your company to verify your identity, and there was no other meaning."

"company?"

An Junhe frowned, originally thought that the Jiang family couldn't find the person who injured Jiang Jae-won for a long time, and finally started to go crazy, looking for a punching bag randomly, but he didn't expect that it was someone from the company.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"It's not sure yet. I asked Yong Che to lead someone to follow him, and there is no news yet."

As he said that, Che Yuancheng's voice on the phone froze, and he said in a low voice: "Brother, what should we do? It's okay to talk about it with us here, but if he checks your household registration file, everything will be exposed. Do you want us to ..."

Before he finished speaking, An Junhe interrupted: "No, if there is a first time, there will be a second time. If you can't stop it, let him investigate!"

As he said that, a trace of indifference flashed across An Junhe's eyes, check the household registration?He had prepared it a long time ago, it was a gift for the Jiang family, whoever dares to check it, just wait for it to be broken and bloody! [

However, if that person was really sent by the company, it shouldn't be necessary to be that formal, and for him, this matter might still be a good thing.

An Junhe's mind suddenly came up with the encounter in Li Xiuman's office not long ago. Although he didn't care at the time, Li Xiuman's indifference still made him suspicious, just because he himself didn't want the song "Lie" to get too much attention. I paid attention, so I didn't think much about it. Now, the facts seem to be clear. Was Li Xiuman's silence at that time waiting for the results of that person's investigation?

As a former boss of a large company, An Junhe knows what kind of employees are, so he will let the company go to the place of household registration to conduct investigations.Otherwise, no matter what trouble the employee caused in the company, just kick it away, there is no need to go through a lot of trouble.

Besides, An Junhe believes that he has not made any mistakes in the company. During this period of time, he has never used Quan Baogen's relationship to communicate with the company's middle and high-level executives. , I never participated, not because he was ignorant of the world, but deliberately kept a low profile to avoid getting involved in right and wrong.

He is still too weak now, and some levels are not yet accessible to him.

However, although he defaulted to the other party's investigation, it does not mean that An Junhyuk did not take any action at all. Li Xiuman bypassed him and went directly to investigate his identity. Always lingering, the longer you stay, the easier it is to make mistakes, and you have to drive people away.He sneered, and ordered into the phone: "Yuan Cheng, ask Yong Che if he knows where that person lives, and give me his address."

"Got it, brother!"

After all, the phone hung up, and a text message was sent after a while, with the address of a hotel on it.

An Junhe copied it, opened the phone book in the phone, and when the keys rang, the scrolling screen finally stopped on a number marked with the words "President Li".

He smiled slightly, sent the copied address as a text message, then turned off the phone and ignored it.

Returning to the house, at the bedroom side, Zhixiu, who had been staring at the TV, actually paid attention to his every move, saw that he finished the phone call, and asked casually, "Brother, what's the matter?"

"Huh?" The younger sister took the initiative to ask, which made An Junhe stunned, and then he understood something, couldn't help laughing, shook his head and said: "Hehe, it's okay, I said I will take a rest today, no one can tell me to leave I!"

On Zhixiu's pale face, a shy blush flashed, and then she pretended not to hear, and continued to pay attention to the picture on the TV, but the hard-tight expression couldn't conceal the joyful taste underneath it... …

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In the spacious and bright office, Li Xiuman was ecstatically looking at the flickering screen on the computer screen in front of him. It was an image recorded by simple video equipment. The person the camera focused on was An Junhe, and the time was Singing slots in this office not too long ago.

The sound quality of the simple equipment is not high, which seriously distorts An Junhyuk's singing voice, but the beautiful and sad melody has not lost its due color because of this, and can still make people who hear it feel the tranquility and sadness.

Next to him, a middle-aged man stood there. The middle-aged man's behavior was very casual. He seemed to be very familiar with Li Xiuman, and he didn't pay much attention to him.

The image on the screen was played over and over again, at a certain moment, Li Xiuman paused it, turned to the middle-aged man and asked, "Yongzhen, how about this song?"

"It's not a song yet, it can only be considered a semi-finished product." The middle-aged man who he called Yongzhen corrected seriously, but then nodded again and again, "Although it's not finished yet, the whole song has actually been finished. The essence is shown, as long as we continue to follow this tone, it will be completed soon..."

While talking, Li Xiuman suddenly raised his hand and interrupted him, "I'm asking you how this song is, not for you to analyze how to complete it."

"Oh? Are you going to give this song to me?" The middle-aged man looked at Li Xiuman in surprise.

Li Xiuman nodded, "I want him to finish it by himself."[

As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to have heard something ridiculous. The middle-aged man burst out laughing. Li Xiuman kept his expression on a wooden face. When he was almost done laughing, he said indifferently, "It's funny?"

The middle-aged man let out a snort, and the corner of his mouth curled into a hint of sarcasm, "How old is he? He has only been exposed to composition for a few days? To complete a whole piece of music, he doesn't have the ability now."

"Whether we have that ability or not is not up to us."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man didn't seem to recognize him anymore. He stared at Li Xiuman's expressionless face, and shook his head after a long while: "I didn't even know that you would value someone so much."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, "The song is very good and very infectious, but I don't guarantee that the little guy's subsequent arrangement will ruin it."

"If he can't do well, you will take over." Li Xiuman said calmly.

The middle-aged man laughed angrily, "Yeah, Xi, do you think I'm a spare tire?"

"Almost..." As he said, Xu Shi hadn't joked with his friends like this for a long time, and Li Xiuman also showed a rare smile.

But the next moment, after he received a text message on his mobile phone and he opened it to read it, the faint smile dissipated immediately, and a chill filled his expressionless face.

The middle-aged man didn't know what he saw, but he suddenly looked so ugly. He didn't want to care about this kind of thing, so he said goodbye: "I'll go first."

Li Xiuman nodded silently, never leaving his eyes from the small screen on the phone. The office was surrounded by dull silence. After the middle-aged man left for a long time, he raised his head and dialed a series of numbers:

"Where are you now...what hotel are you staying in?"

The answer from the person on the phone made his gaze even colder. The person on the other side didn't know what happened, so he could only wait anxiously.

It took a long time before I got a cold snort full of anger:

"Get back! Things that don't work!"