my korean savage wife

Chapter 328 Ah Hu, Is It Really You? !

In the evening, my father rushed home angrily: "Sun Yu, why are you beating Kim Hyun-joon?"

I hurriedly stood up from the sofa: "I'm sorry, Dad."

"Excuse me? Look at this!" Dad was furious, throwing a fax at me.

The fax was sent from Busan by "Neptune Group Chairman Kim Tae-wu", which mentioned that his son was beaten at Yoon Sun-mi's house.He threatened in the fax that if he does not give him a satisfactory answer to this matter, he will put forward a proposal to "terminate the strategic partnership with the 'Six Star Consortium'" at this Friday's board meeting, which will start next month , refused to transport any products of the "Six Star Consortium".

Grandma took the fax from me and read it over: "Things are a bit troublesome. But your company is one of their main customers. If the strategic partnership is terminated, everyone will suffer."

Dad sighed: "Yes, everyone will suffer. For my company, if the relationship is severed, the sales of products around the world will be affected. Once the market fluctuates, a vicious circle will appear, and the losses will continue to expand. If other companies take the opportunity to catch up, it will be difficult to regain market share. For his company, it is just a few fewer shipments."

Grandma frowned: "Can't you find another transportation company?"

Dad shook his head: "Neptune can fully bear our transportation volume, and the cooperative relationship is also very stable, so they are basically responsible for the delivery of our exported goods. We don't have much cooperation experience with other shipping companies. I don’t feel at ease asking them to help. And they may not be able to take over our business, and the transportation volume of the Korean shipping industry is basically saturated.”

Grandma thought for a while: "Then let Sun You go and apologize to Kim Hyun Joon's father!"

"No!" Dad flatly refused, which surprised me a little. "If Sun Yu goes to apologize, doesn't it mean that I give in to him? Since he threatens me, I can't bow to him! Otherwise, where is my face? Guy, you turned against me for such a trivial matter!!"

Grandma gently put the fax on the table: "Then what are you going to do?"

"I'll think of a way! Anyway, there are still 4 days before Friday. If he really does such a terrible thing, I won't let him feel better!"

I didn't expect to cause so much trouble for my father... I don't even know what to say...

Dad glanced at us impatiently: "I won't bother you two by staying here, you two will go to America together tomorrow. I've already got the visa and bought the air ticket, and I'm leaving early tomorrow morning." It's something we've been looking forward to yesterday, but now we're not all happy to hear it.

Leaving such a mess for Dad to clean up, and going to the United States by himself is a bit like evading responsibility, and I feel a little sorry.But the situation on Ah Hu's side is also very worrying...

The next day, Yin Sunmi and I packed our bags and got on the plane to America.Although my father was very angry at me for beating Kim Hyun Joon, he didn't blame me too much and took the matter by himself.Maybe Dad is a tough guy with a cold outside and a hot inside...

Both the "Six Star Consortium" and the "Neptune Group" are big companies with strong strength in South Korea. If they really fight, they will lose both sides. I didn't expect that my appearance would make the two "in-law" companies "resentful". company.

After several hours of flying, we landed at the airport in San Francisco.Everything here is so complicated, and everyone's face is full of anxiety, which is completely different from the leisurely one in Korea.

With no time for sightseeing, we quickly found what Klipsch called the "Tennis Star" tennis court and found Big Peter.To my surprise, this Peter turned out to be a burly black man who is the administrator of the tennis court.I gave the name Cheng Jieshi and asked him to take me to Ahu.He shrugged a little resignedly and motioned for us to follow him.

The black man spoke English very quickly and with a strong American accent, I could barely understand what he was saying.Fortunately, Yin Shanmei's English is much better than mine, so I started talking to this black man.Through Yin Shanmei's translation, I learned that this black man used to belong to the same basketball team as Ah Hu. Because of his waist injury, he couldn't play basketball, so the coach arranged for him to work on the tennis court.And Ahu often borrowed money from him because of his drug use. When Ahu came to him a few days ago, he happened to be seen by Jie Shi who came here to compete...

"How did Ahu become like this?" I asked Yin Shanmei to help me understand the situation.

The black man chattered a lot, and Yin Shanmei translated to me: "He said that Ahu performed very well when he first came, and the coach had high expectations for him, and he was going to be the main force to participate in official games. Unfortunately, this The coach quarreled with the owner of the club due to some personal matters. The boss fired the coach in a fit of rage. As a result, Ahu was left out in the cold and had no chance to play again. Came to practice on the basketball team, ended up getting kicked out, and then somehow got addicted."

When Ah Hu decided to come to the United States with his coach, we all thought that he would have a bright future, but we didn't expect that he would end up in such a state...

Following Peter, I found that the surrounding environment became more and more dirty and chaotic.The house is dilapidated and old, there is garbage everywhere outside, and it stinks to the sky.Mosquitoes and flies are also horribly plentiful.

"Never mind, this is our black neighborhood." Peter explained to me in a slow voice.

In the dark corners of the alley, some people can be seen fighting in groups from time to time.I heard that the average life expectancy of black Americans is only 50 to [-] years old, and many of them died abnormally, such as fighting, brawling, and drug use.

Some young black people saw a beautiful woman like Yin Sunmi barging into their neighborhood, whistling from time to time to tease them, Peter scolded and drove them away.

"Never mind, that's what black neighborhoods are like." Peter explained to me again in a slow voice.

After walking for a while, Peter chased away a few thieves who were about to grab something, and led us to a small house: "This is it."

Pushing open the rotten wooden door, a musty smell rushed towards him, Yin Shanmi hurriedly covered her nose and mouth.

I stood there for three or four full seconds before my eyes adjusted to the darkness.I saw a man lying on a wooden bed, motionless, with a stench all over his body, as if he was a rotting corpse.

"Ahu?" I called out tentatively, and couldn't believe that the person in front of me was the incomparably majestic Ahu back then.

He turned around and asked feebly, "Who is it?" His voice was a little hoarse, not like Ah Hu.

His eyes were extraordinarily bright in the dark, yes, they were Ah Hu's eyes.

"Ah Hu, is it really you?" My heart was attacked by a violent heartbreak, and I threw myself on him, tears streaming down my face.

(End of this chapter)