Rebirth I Am a Chaebol In Korea

Seo Seung-myung, Jeon Jeong-nam, and the middleman were all detained in the Seoul Detention Center in Uiwang, Gyeonggi-do, awaiting trial.

"Wen Hai, Xu Shengming has been detained in the detention center, you can go back to Seoul."

Zhou Wuyi said to Zhou Wenhai on the phone.

"Yes, Deputy Chief, thank you."

"However, the arrest of Xu Shengming was too easy this time. I always feel that things are not that simple."

Zhou Wuyi told Zhou Wenhai the abnormality he noticed.

"What do you mean by that?"

Zhou Wenhai, who was far away in Naju City, had no idea what happened in Seoul.

"I don't know too well. Anyway, let's wait until the day of the trial."

"Okay, but Deputy Chief, I have something else to trouble you with."

Chad Ying was also in Zhou Wenhai's distress. He remembered that he had promised to help Chad Ying get promoted.

"What's up?"

"The Police Officer Che from the Tongque District Police Station helped me a lot this time. They have a vacant position for the Chief of the Criminal Section in the Tongque District Police Station. I would like to ask you to help me to say hello to Director Cui."

Zhou Wuyi was silent for a while and then said: "Is this car police officer reliable?"

"Officer Che is honest and honest. I think he is very reliable."

Zhou Wenhai understood Zhou Wuyi's implication. It seemed that this old guy also wanted to install someone of his own in the police system.

"Well, I believe you, I will call Director Cui."

After talking on the phone with Zhou Wu, Zhou Wenhai turned off his mobile phone, and he called Park Shanyu.

"I'm in Luozhou, hurry up and pick me up."

He said it plain and simple.

"President, what are you doing these days? None of us can contact you, we thought you went to Huaguo by yourself."

"How is the club recently?"

After disappearing for nearly two weeks in a row, Zhou Wenhai worried that something might happen to the club during this period.

"Everything in the club is normal, but everyone is worried about you."

"I'm fine, come pick me up quickly."

The first thing Zhou Wenhai did when he returned to Gyeonggi-do was to go to his own club in Nam YZ City. Although Pu Shanyu told him that everything in the club was normal, he was still worried.

Everyone, including Yin Minghao and Pei Jiaen, was asking him where he had been for the past two weeks, but Zhou Wenhai kept pretending to be haha.

"I'm too tired, Sunwoo, take me home."

Indeed, Zhou Wenhai was so tired during this time, he never imagined that Xu Shengming would actually find someone to kill him.

Xu Shengming's matter has come to an end, but I don't know what accidents will happen in the future.

The so-called two fists are hard to beat four hands, no matter how advanced the martial arts is, I am afraid of a kitchen knife, and I have to find a bodyguard to protect myself.

No, besides looking for bodyguards, there must be other guarantees.

Zhou Wenhai thought in his heart.

The next day, Zhou Wenhai went to the boxing gym, and he asked the curator to recommend some people with strong fighting skills to be his bodyguards.

"No problem, Wen Haixi, but what is the annual salary you can offer?"

The curator had to figure out the issue of the annual salary first, otherwise the person would be found, and if Zhou Wenhai's annual salary was too low, it would be difficult for him to explain to both parties.

"What is the annual salary of this kind of bodyguard? I don't know much about it."

Zhou Wenhai didn't know how much or how much a bodyguard's annual salary was.

"As far as I know, it is generally between 50 million and 100 million yuan. Like the presidents of some assembly clubs, their bodyguards are all over 100 million yuan."

"Then I will give you an annual salary of 100 million yuan."

This kind of thing can't save money, after all, people are fighting with their lives.

Hearing that Zhou Wenhai offered an annual salary of 100 million yuan, if the curator was not too old, he would also want to take this job.

"Okay, Wen Haixi, I will give you an answer in two days."

"Well, curator, I still have something to ask for your help."

As he spoke, Zhou Wenhai took out the prepared envelope from his pocket and handed it to the curator, which contained one million yuan, and then he whispered something in the curator's ear.

"I'm afraid this is a bit difficult, but as long as the price is right, there is no problem."

The curator has been in the underworld, and Zhou Wenhai knows that he has a lot of connections in this area.

"The price is not a problem, curator, then I will trouble you."

"Okay, Wen Haixi, I'll call you in two days."

The curator weighed the envelope, and he knew that the money inside would not be too small.

"So……"

Three days later, when I came to the boxing gym again, the curator appeared in front of Zhou Wenhai with two men. One of them was 180 cm tall and the other was 190 cm tall. Both of them were young men with strong bodies.

"Wen Haixi, they are the bodyguards I recommended to you, Liu Zongxiu and Han Dongzhu."

The curator introduced Zhou Wenhai.

"Hi President Zhou, I'm Liu Zongxiu."

"Hi President Zhou, I'm Han Dongzhu."

The two greeted Zhou Wenhai after bowing in turn.

"Hello, but what kind of martial arts do you all practice?"

"I'm Muay Thai."

Looking at Liu Zongxiu's thick arms and legs, and his dark skin, he really looked like someone who learned Muay Thai.

"I'm kickboxing and Brazilian judo."

Han Dongzhu, who is tall and long, said.

"Zongxiu is retired from the special forces of the Marine Corps. Dongzhu, like me, has fought underground boxing. They are much better than me."

The curator added.

"What are the ages of Zong Xiuxi and Dong Zhuxi?"

"I am 28 years old this year."

"I am 26."

Liu Zongxiu and Han Dongzhu replied respectively.

"Wen Haixi, what do you think?"

the curator asked with a smile.

"The body shape is very good, but I just don't know how strong it is. How about it, I will ask someone to come and practice with you tomorrow. If possible, I will let you be my bodyguard."

On the surface, Liu Zongxiu and Han Dongzhu are indeed suitable to be bodyguards, but it is not known whether they are the embroidered pillow Zhou Wenhai.

"Yes, no problem."

After the curator gave Liu Zongxiu and Han Dongzhu a few words, they left the boxing gym together.

"Curator, what about the other thing I told you?"

"He has arrived, he is at my house, let's go to my house and talk."

"OK."

A man in his forties sat in the curator's house and waited anxiously. When he saw the curator and Zhou Wenhai came back, he hurriedly got up to greet them.

"This is President Zhou Wenhai Zhou."

The curator introduced to the man.

"Hello, President Zhou."

"What's your name, please?"

The curator did not introduce the other party to Zhou Wenhai.

"If you are in our line of business, you can't leave your name. President Zhou, please call me Mr. K."

"Okay Mr. K, may I have a look at the goods?"

Mr. K lifted a bag from the ground and unzipped it. It was full of pistols.

"President Zhou, there are all kinds of guns here, it depends on which one you want."

"I don't know much about guns. Do you have any recommendations, Mr. K?"

Zhou Wenhai just wanted to buy a pistol for self-defense. Although guns are banned in South Korea, for his own safety, he still had to buy a pistol to keep by his side.

Thank you book friend Jing Xiyun for your reward