Rebirth I Am a Chaebol In Korea

Huang Guangxi on the side was stunned, he didn't know whether to leave or stay here, and he didn't understand why Zhou Wenhai became so angry.

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

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

"Don't persuade any of you anymore. I've made up my mind about Kim Kwang-soo today, and Jesus can't protect him." Zhou Wenhai made up his mind in his heart, "Xuan Yaxi, who else saw Kim Kwang-soo beating you the day he beat you?"

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

Moon Hyun Ah met the members of t-ara at a coffee shop in Gangnam District.

"Is there CCTV there?"

"should have."

Surveillance is generally installed in coffee shops.

"Zong Xiu, you call and ask Section Chief Che to take Xuan Yaxi to call the CCTV in the coffee shop."

Zhou Wenhai turned around and said to Liu Zongxiu.

"yes."

"let's go."

It was working hours at this time, Zhou Wenhai guessed that Kim Kwang-soo should be in the office of MBK Entertainment Club, he took Liu Zongxiu and Han Dong-soo straight to the building of MBK Entertainment Club.

Gangnam-gu, Seoul

On the MKB building in Hyeon-dong, Ryu Jong-soo parked his car at the gate of the building, and the security guard came to let him drive the car away.

"Is your President Kim here?"

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

"President Kim seems to be here."

Not knowing the background of the other party, the security guard did not dare to offend the other party easily, so he answered truthfully.

"Help me watch the car, I'll get down right away."

Zhou Wenhai took out a piece of 50,000 Korean won from his wallet and gave it to the security guard.

"yes."

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

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

"May I ask you are?"

As usual, the receptionist at the front desk asked.

"I'm Zhou Wenhai from Five Star Group, and I've made an appointment with President Jin to talk about endorsement."

Zhou Wenhai showed his business card to the receptionist.

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

The receptionist escorted Zhou Wenhai into the elevator and pressed the button for the fifth floor for him.

Following the receptionist, Zhou Wenhai slowly approached the office of the president of MBK.

"is it here?"

"yes."

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

Zhou Wenhai pushed the door open and went in, "Are you the president Kim Kwang-soo?" He asked as he approached Kim Kwang-soo.

"Yes, may I ask who you are?"

The 63-year-old Kim Kwang-soo has a fat body and more age spots on his face.

"President of Five Star Group, Zhou Wenhai."

Zhou Wenhai replied unhurriedly.

"Yes, what can I do for you?"

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

"President Jin, you gave me a gift last time. This time, I'm giving it back and forth."

Zhou Wenhai said with a smile.

"What gift? Have I ever given a gift to President Zhou?"

Kim Kwang-soo looked at Zhou Wenhai in a daze and asked.

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

With that said, Zhou Wenhai walked up to Kim Kwang-soo, raised his left hand, and slapped Kim Kwang-soo across the face.

"Last time you slapped the secretary of our club, now I will give it back to you."

"you……"

Kim Kwang Soo clutched his flushed cheeks, his blood pressure soared instantly.

"Come here."

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 boys."

"yes."

The female secretary took out her mobile phone to call the police, and Zhou Wenhai signaled Han Dongzhu and the others not to stop them.

Seocho-gu, Seoul

The police rushed to the scene after receiving the report. Due to the special identities of both parties, the case was directly handed over to the prosecutor of the Criminal Division 1 of the Seoul Central District Prosecutors Office.

"President Zhou, please sit down."

Prosecutor Wang who is 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 Chairman Zhou and come in."

Prosecutor Wang said to the affairs officer in the office.

Turning his head, Prosecutor Wang said to Kim Kwang-soo dismissively, "President Kim, let's leave this matter as it is, and don't embarrass me."

"Ah, an old man in his 60s was beaten for no reason by a brat like him, how do you want me to swallow this breath?"

Relying on his own reason, Kim Kwang-soo roared unrelentingly.

"Prosecutor Wang, if you don't accept the case, I will definitely expose it to the media."

Kim Kwang-soo dared to yell in his office, but Prosecutor Wang slapped the table and shouted angrily: "Ah, President Kim, what do you think you are? Let me tell you, let's leave this case alone, otherwise I will stare at you."

Although Kim Kwang-soo is the president of MBK Entertainment, a subsidiary of CJ Group, he has not yet had the guts to completely turn against Prosecutor Wang.

After all, Prosecutor Wang is a member of Zhou Wuyi's faction, and if he offends a chief prosecutor of the Seoul High Prosecutor's Office, even if he is spared, Lee Jae-hyun of 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 in 2014 on charges of corruption, dereliction of duty and tax evasion, but because of his physical health, he has been in the period of arrest arrest, and he cannot walk around at will.

Prosecutor Wang asked the affairs officer to complete the agreement of understanding, but Kim Kwang-soo refused to sign it, and he left the Central District Prosecutor's Office angrily.

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

Prosecutor Wang escorted Zhou Wenhai out of the building of the Central District Prosecutor's Office.

at the same time

Dongjak-gu, Seoul

Under the Norliangjin Han River Bridge, Na Chengen, who came back from Japan, set up a table of seafood under the bridge to entertain Jin Taicun of the Taicun School.

The breeze blows across the river, and the blue waves are rippling, which makes people feel refreshed.

"Here is 100 million yuan in cash, President Jin, how about we take down the territory of the Liyuan faction and let them go back to their hometown?"

Na Chengen took a small box containing 100 million won and put it on the negotiating table.

"These rednecks should have gotten out of Seoul long ago."

Jin Taicun asked his subordinates to accept the money, the two looked at each other and smiled, and began to eat seafood.

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

A dozen cars and vans drove up from a distance, and Wang Feng's subordinates immediately ran to the bridge to report to the two.

"Brother, it seems that someone is coming."

Na Chengen and Jin Taicun ran out with more than 30 subordinates and saw that they were from the Liyuan faction.

"How did they come here?"

Jin Taicun took a look at Na Chengen and asked.

"Xiba, how do I know? Yingzhi, hurry up and copy the guy."

After Na Chengen finished speaking to Jin Yingzhi beside him, a group of people ran back to the car to get their weapons out.

Jin Yonghao brought his men closer and closer, and he said to Na Chengen, "The president, why didn't you call me for seafood?"

Na Cheng En subconsciously glanced at Jintai Village, and Jintai Village immediately led people to stand on the other side.

"you?"

Jin Taicun and Jin Yonghao communicated with each other, which made Na Chengen unexpected.

"Then president, can you fool us with your little tricks?" Jin Taicun said with a sinister smile, "I'll take the money, and I'll take all of your land."

In this way, there were less than twenty people around Cheng En.