I'm a chaebol in South Korea

Chapter 248
While waiting for the meal, Li Zhenyu opened his INS account while playing with the little face of the pendant.

He wants to pay attention to the latest news about 'derailment'.

But on the platform, I saw another hot new topic.

9 The end of the leg, the final struggle! ! !

9 legs, it is Girls' Generation.

This is what the black fans of the forum call their youth, thinking that they have nothing to sell except selling their legs.

The later thigh era also came from this.

Even after the explosion of "Gee", Girls' Generation started the death journey and lasted for nearly a year.

Up to now, there have been as many as 1974 performances, and almost every week at the peak, there will be an additional endorsement contract.

And after winning the Golden Disc Music Awards, Seoul Music Awards, MMA Artist of the Year, Song of the Year and many other honors, black fans still define SNSD with 'nothing but legs'.

These maggots who only dare to hide behind network cables, how come these disgusting guys who are black and black have emerged again.

Was it intentional?

Li Zhenyu immediately dialed the number of the Secretary's Office, "This is the President's Secretary's Office, who are you looking for?"

"it's me."

"President Ni."

Recognizing that it was her voice, An Xuanzhen immediately stood up from the chair.

The assistant secretaries who were discussing their work also stopped their movements immediately and turned to look at their boss.

"Guai, I have noticed it and are investigating."

"Okay, I will notify you as soon as I have the result...Okay, I will keep an eye on it myself."

When Secretary An hung up the phone, the silent secretary's office came to life again.

Regarding the matter asked by the president, everyone also had their own guesses.

"The president has already paid attention to the young black fans on INS. Mobilize all relationships and use the fastest speed to find out whether someone is taking the rhythm or acting spontaneously."

"Inside." With a uniform response, the secretary's room fell into a tense busyness.

At the roadside stall, after explaining the matter, Li Zhenyu let go of his appetite and ate it.

The heroic posture soon infected the restrained truth.

Seeing him showing off the oysters one by one, Truth asked curiously: "Ouba, is this delicious?"

Li Zhenyu was stunned for a moment, and said, "Have you never eaten?"

Truth shook her head. She has never been to the seaside since she grew up, and she seldom goes out to eat.

Even if I eat ramen and rice cakes, this is the first time I eat oysters.

"Try it, some people like it, some people hate it, it depends on your own taste."

Li Zhenyu handed her one, picked up the lemon slice on it, cut a corner with scissors and put it on the oyster meat.

"Eat it!"

Truth put it in his mouth carefully, and heard Li Zhenyu say that he wanted to eat it in one bite.

So, he opened his mouth wide and closed his eyes, and put it into his mouth.

"Woo~"

The oyster meat exploded, and the slightly salty juice filled the mouth, making Zhen Zhen's expression crumpled.

In the next second, she bit into the lemon.

The citric acid with the skin is bitter, which magically neutralizes the slightly salty taste.

The sweetness of returning to sweetness appeared in the mouth, followed by a kind, how to describe...

magical!

Truth's frown was relieved, and her expression began to enjoy.

"Like it?"

Truth opened his eyes, nodded in surprise and said, "Ouba, it's delicious."

One for you, one for me, and soon a plate of oysters will be settled.

The truth was a bit unfinished, but Li Zhenyu said with a smile: "You can't eat too much good food at one time, otherwise, you will lose interest in it."

"It's like being a person and doing things. Only by staying on the front line can we resolve the conflict."

Truth was thoughtful and asked, "What if it's a serious matter?"

Li Zhenyu frowned, "If you want to do it, you must do it cleanly, and you will never think about it."

puff~
There was a chill in his chest, followed by a sense of powerlessness.

Lin Dongping turned his head to the co-pilot, looking in disbelief at the left ear that had stabbed the dagger into his chest.

At this moment, he no longer had the energy to speak.

The dagger in his chest took away all his strength, but his left ear still saw doubts in his eyes.

"Don't blame me, blame you for choosing the wrong path."

After hearing his final explanation, Dongping understood everything.

It turned out that he was a clown from beginning to end.

Seeing that his arm was weak, he put his finger under the bridge of his nose and waited for 30 seconds.

With such a serious injury, if I can still hold my breath for 30 seconds.

When encountering this kind of superman, he is the one who dies.

After confirming that there was no response, he pulled out the dagger, and then quickly cleaned up the traces on the seat.

Close the door, and walk out of the underground garage in a leisurely manner.

It was not until two days later that someone accidentally found Lin Dongping who had parked his car at a remote corner.

Walking out of the underground garage, he looked around with his left ear to make sure that no one was following him.

Came across the road and entered a fried rice cake.

Then, he went straight to the alley outside the back door, and quickly disappeared into the intricate old streets and alleys.

When he appeared again, he was already on another main road.

Pushing open the glass door of the tofu shop next door, Cui Wanzhi, who was drinking tofu soup, looked up and smiled: "President Zhang, why did it take so long?"

"Big brother."

Sitting down and bowing his head in greeting, Cui Wanzhi waved his hands and said impatiently: "How many times have I said, don't do this when you are outside, we are just like friends, relax, ah!"

"Inside." Zhang He replied straightforwardly, but he didn't think so in his heart.

The last one was regarded by him as a relative, and he had just sent him to the underworld with his own hands.

I don't know if the messenger of Yincao will take him up or down.

It should be below. People like them must go to hell after death.

"Are you hungry, auntie, have another serving."

After doing this, Cui Wanzhi looked at him, waiting for an answer.

"Solved, things are here."

Handing him the mobile phone and a USB flash drive, Cui Wanzhi nodded and put the things away.

It contained Lin Dongping's private records, and he got the USB flash drive from Sanxin's people.

What's inside, we have to wait until he goes back to see.

"The meal is here."

The aunt brought the tofu soup and rice set, and Cui Wanzhi took out his wallet and put down a 5 yuan note.

Standing up, he patted Zhang He's shoulder, "Eat more, it tastes very good."

"Thank you brother, let's go slowly."

Zhang He didn't dare to relax until the door was closed behind him.

This time, he saw Cui Wanzhi's beast side.

An assistant like Dongping would kill him as soon as he said he would, and he was so arrogant that he didn't need him to deal with the corpse.

Two days later, when Zhang He accidentally saw a piece of news, he realized that the identity of the other party was no longer the same as before.

"Today, a male body was found in a car in an underground garage in a community."

"According to the information from the investigation department, Zhang Moumou is a senior manager of a company. He fell into usury due to gambling, and finally chose to commit suicide in the car due to unbearable pain..."

Looking at the familiar black Hyundai in the news, Zhang He turned and left expressionlessly.

This is also good, you don't have to bear the reputation of a traitor, and save the last decency for him.

(End of this chapter)