Rebirth I Am a Chaebol In Korea

Huang Guangxi on the side was stunned. He didn't know whether to leave or stay here. He didn't understand why Zhou Wenhai made such a big fire.

"President, don't forget to talk to President Liang tomorrow."

Xu Junji persuaded me bitterly, Wen Xuanya was about to cry, Zhou Wenhai took a tissue to her, "Don't cry."

"Don't persuade any of you anymore. I'm sure about Jin Guangzhu today, and **** can't save him." Zhou Wenhai made up his mind in his heart, "Xuanyaxi, who else saw Jin Guangzhu the day he beat you?"

"Everyone in the coffee shop should have seen it."

The place where Wen Xuanya met the t-ara members was in a coffee shop in Gangnam District.

"Is there any?"

"should have."

Coffee shops are generally monitored.

"Zong Xiuna, you call the Chief Che to take Xuan Yaxi to the coffee shop."

Zhou Wenhai turned and said to Liu Zongxiu.

"Yes."

"let's go."

It was at work time, and Zhou Wenhai guessed that Kim Kwang-soo should be in the office of MBK Entertainment Club. He took Liu Zongxiu and Han Dongzhu straight to the building of MBK Entertainment Club.

Gangnam District, Seoul

In the MKB building in Hyeon-dong, Liu Zongxiu parked his car at the entrance of the building, and a security guard came to let him drive away.

"Is your President Kim here?"

Zhou Wenhai took out his wallet, and he asked the security guard.

"President Kim seems to be here."

Without knowing the origin of the other party, the security guard did not dare to offend the other party easily, so he answered truthfully.

"Help me take a good look at the car, and I'll get off immediately."

Zhou Wenhai drew a 50,000 won from his wallet to the security guard.

"Yes."

The security guard took the money and stood by the car with a smile.

Walking into the MBK building, "What floor is your President Jin's office on?" Zhou Wenhai asked the receptionist.

"May I ask you are?"

As usual, the receptionist asked.

"I am Zhou Wenhai of the Five Star Group. I have an appointment with President Jin to talk about endorsements."

Zhou Wenhai showed his business card to the receptionist.

"Yes, the president's office is on the fifth floor."

The lady at the front desk escorted Zhou Wenhai into the elevator and pressed the button on the fifth floor for him.

Following the lady at the front desk, Zhou Wenhai slowly approached the MBK president's office.

"is it here?"

"Yes."

The lady at the front desk knocked on the door, "Come in." Kim Kwang-soo's hoarse voice came from the office.

Zhou Wenhai pushed in, "You are President Kim Kwang Soo, right?" He asked as he approached Kim Kwang Soo.

"Yes, are you?"

The 63-year-old Kim Kwang-soo has a blessed figure and increased age spots on his face.

"President of the Five Star Group, Zhou Wenhai."

Zhou Wenhai replied unhurriedly.

"Yes, what can I do for you?"

Kim Kwang-soo had heard Zhou Wenhai's name, but he didn't understand why the other party came to him.

"President Kim, you gave me a gift last time, this time I returned the gift."

Zhou Wenhai said with a smile.

"What gift? Did I give President Zhou you a gift?"

Jin Guangzhu looked at Zhou Wenhai confusedly and asked.

"Yes, just a few days ago, President Kim, you gave me a big gift."

With that said, Zhou Wenhai walked to Kim Kwang-soo's face. He raised his left hand and slapped his slap on Kim Kwang-soo’s face.

"Last time you slapped the head of the bureau of our club, now I'm returning it to you."

"you……"

Kim Kwang-soo clutched his blushed cheek, his blood pressure soared instantly.

"Come on."

Kim Kwang-soo yelled, and his secretary ran over.

"President, what's the matter?"

The secretary saw three men standing in Kim Kwang-soo's office, and she asked at a loss.

"Call the police, I was beaten by these guys."

"Yes."

The female secretary took out her cell phone to call the police, and Zhou Wenhai signaled Han Dongzhu that they don't need to stop.

Seocho-gu, Seoul

The police rushed to the scene after receiving the call. Because the identities of both parties were too special, the case was directly handed over to the prosecutor of the Criminal Division of the Seoul Central District Prosecutor's Office.

"Chairman Zhou, please sit down."

Prosecutor Wang in charge of this case is Zhou Wuyi's direct descendant, so he is very polite to Zhou Wenhai.

"Go and make a cup of coffee for President Zhou."

Prosecutor Wang said to the clerk in the office.

Turning his head, Prosecutor Wang said to Kim Kwang-soo dismissively, “President Kim, it’s better to just let it go, don’t embarrass me.”

"Ah, I am an old man in his 60s who was beaten for no reason by such a hairy boy. How do you want me to swallow this breath?"

Kim Kwang-soo relied on his own reason, he roared reluctantly.

"Prosecutor Wang, if you do not accept this case, I will definitely expose it to the media."

Kim Kwang-soo dared to yell in his office. Prosecutor Wang slapped the table and roared; "Ah, President Kim, what do you think you are? I'll tell you, this case will be forgotten, otherwise I will stare at you to death."

Although Kim Kwang-soo is the president of MBK Entertainment, a subsidiary of the cj group, he has not dared to completely turn his face with Prosecutor Wang.

After all, Prosecutor Wang is a member of the prosecutor general of Zhou Wuyi. He offended a chief prosecutor of the Seoul High Prosecutor's Office. Even if he can escape, Lee Jae-hyun of the cj group will not let him mess around.

What's more, Lee Jae-hyun was sentenced to 3 years in prison by the Seoul High Court for corruption, malfeasance, and tax evasion in 14 years. He was only in a period of suspension of arrest because of his physical health. He could not walk around at will.

Prosecutor Wang asked the clerical officer to lay out the agreement of understanding, but Kim Kwang-soo refused to sign it. He left the Central District Prosecutor's Office angrily.

"Chairman Zhou, don't worry, I have my own way to get him to sign. You can go back and rest first."

Prosecutor Wang sent Zhou Wenhai out of the building of the Central District Procuratorate.

at the same time

Dongjak District, Seoul

Under the Noryangjin Han River Bridge, Na Cheng-en, who came back from Japan, placed a table of seafood under the bridge to entertain the Taicun group of Jintai Village.

The breeze blew across the river, the blue waves rippling, making people feel relaxed and happy.

"There are 100 million yuan in cash here, President Jin, let's lay down the territory of the Liyuan faction together and let them go back to their hometown, how about?"

Na Cheng-en took a small box containing 100 million won and placed it on the negotiating table.

"It's time for these gangsters to get out of Seoul."

Jin Taicun asked his subordinates to accept the money, and the two of them looked at each other and laughed, eating seafood.

Using the method of cannibalization to defeat other gangs in Seoul one by one is Na Cheng Eun's strategy.

A dozen cars and vans drove from a distance, and Wangfeng's men immediately ran down to the bridge to report to the two.

"Brother, it looks like someone is coming."

Na Chengen and Jin Taicun ran out with 30 or so of their subordinates to see that they were from the Liyuan School.

"Why are they here?"

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After Na Sung-eun finished talking to Kim Young-sik beside him, a group of people ran back to the car and took their weapons down.

Jin Yonghao brought his subordinates closer and closer, and he said to Na Chengen: "The president, why don't you call me if you eat seafood?"

Na Chengen glanced at Jintaicun subconsciously, and Jintaicun immediately led someone to stand on the other side.

"you?"

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Jin Taecun and Jin Yonghao breathed into each other, which made Na Chengen unexpected.

"The president, how can your little bugs trick us?" Jin Taicun said with a sinister smile, "I will take the money, and I will take all your territory."

In this way, there were only less than twenty people left with Na Chengen.