Early the next morning, Xiuying, who got up early, finally left after eating a slice of bread, barely ending her trip to run away from home and not staying at night. Moreover, when she returned, she was very quick and quiet, and did not take advantage of this opportunity to make any additional reactions and actions.

No matter what, Xiuying is still the girl who is generous and generous in doing things, but she is extremely lacking in courage and initiative.

This is actually completely opposite to Kim Jong-ming, who has always hated being dragged on.

"She's gone." Sika, who was holding a slice of bread, said listlessly.

"Yes, I'm leaving." Kim Jong-ming, who was also yawning from time to time, was holding a slice of bread and gnawing on it numbly, with a stack of newspapers in front of him.

"Wood." rs is in good spirits. She still has the energy to fight the last bottle of blueberry sauce at home. "Why don't you buy breakfast? Now the three of us can only eat one bottle of blueberry sauce, which seems to be bought during the Chinese New Year!"

"I'll be watched." Kim Jong-ming, who was chewing bread while flirting with the newspaper, explained helplessly. "I just showed my value on TV yesterday. At this time, I went downstairs to queue up to buy breakfast, maybe I'll be stopped by my neighbors. I forgot the uncle in the elevator yesterday? The 15th floor, who was just familiar, kept asking my company when it will be listed in front of Xiuying."

"Four." rs responded, chewing his face and muddy. "Then do you need to be prepared in the future?"

"What about?" Kim Jong-ming asked expressionlessly. "Bodyguard, driver, convoy? South Korea's security is not so bad. This place is barely considered a chaebol society. Unless there is a real conflict of interest with people, I have never heard of anyone or whose family members have been kidnapped. In fact, in major cities in South Korea, I remember that the last blackmail kidnapping case against money occurred in the 1990s. It was a benefit to be so small. But it is natural to add a full-time bodyguard. I will give you one too."

"No need!" rs had a bit of a shot of himself in the foot. "I just moved in these little places on both sides of the Han River."

"It's not that." Kim Jong-ming flipped through the pages of newspapers. "It was a privately hired security personnel in your agent team. Xika already had her own agent and assistant. It would be fine to make arrangements directly at that time. If you want to say hello to Li Xiuman."

"Wood!" rs was a little anxious. "It's not as exaggerated as you thought. Didn't Xiuying and Shiyuan PP all follow the company's arrangements when they were active? How could you explain to your mothers?"

"Wood, you're thinking too much." Sika also spoke carelessly. "Just you said, when you are in the downtown area on both sides of the Han River, there are so many people in the company's activities, so it's a waste of time."

Kim Jong-ming stopped talking, but he thought of something else as he followed the words of the two sisters.

"But from now on, can you only eat blueberry sauce and bread slices every day?" The three of them ate quietly for a while, but Sika immediately felt a little depressed. "What a boring thing."

"I think beautifully, and I still eat blueberry sauce every day?" Kim Jong-ming, who was thinking hard, came to his senses and sneered, with a sarcastic meaning undoubtedly revealed. "I'm going to Japan soon. You, a person who can't even speak half of Japanese, don't even know whether you will call the order!"

Xika curled her lips in dissatisfaction, but she also knew that once the Japanese itinerary was on, she would definitely be busy again. Then she would definitely not have time to sit at the dining table as leisurely as she is now to discuss the issue of blueberry sauce.

"At that time, my sister can only eat the nutritious meals delivered by your company every day!" rs didn't know if the skin was itchy, but she even started to rhythm. "Cubic pie in the morning, cucumber salad at noon, and cucumber soup at night!"

"Why stop me?" Xika struggled with dissatisfaction, but her whole arm was pulled by Kim Jong-ming, and she couldn't reach her sister. "I haven't taught her how to be a human being for a long time!"

"Ermao is going to class, what's going on in the morning?" Jin Zhongming grabbed the other party's arm with one hand and continued to chew bread with the other. "If you have that mind, you have to wait until evening."

"Tsk!" Xika sat back in anger, saying that she had spared Zheng Ermao. "I'm going to go in the morning, Wood, you can send me!"

"No." Jin Zhongming glanced at the other party. "I want to send Ermao to school."

Sika immediately became even more angry.

"Why?" rs was a little puzzled. "Wood, didn't you say you were afraid of being watched? You were afraid of being watched by buying breakfast. If you gave it to me, aren't you afraid of being watched?"

"I was going to go back to my alma mater to have a show." Kim Jong-ming replied calmly while eating. "I am going to donate a library worth 10 billion won to our alma mater. The plan was discussed a long time ago. The specific choice was made yesterday morning. No one could say anything from the alma mater."

rs rolled his eyes: "Junior high school or high school?"

"Let's go first in junior high school." Kim Jong-ming looked indifferent. "You are a little deliberate in high school. But it doesn't matter. Anyway, it's all about Hanyang University. It's good to look at the demand at that time. It's not necessarily high school, Hanyang University itself is also fine. It's not necessarily a library, laboratory building, or teaching building. Anyway, I say 10 billion won to help with the school to build a building, and they will always find a gap."

The admission trajectory of rs is exactly the same as that of her brother. She studied all the way at the Hanyang University Affiliated School, elementary school, junior high school, and high school. She is now in the first year of high school at the Hanyang University Affiliated School.

However, Xika was a little puzzled: "Didn't you still ask a bank to get a loan when you bought a building? Why do you still have to spend 10 billion to do this now? Is the money enough?"

"It will be done sooner or later." Kim Jong-ming sighed. "Not only now, as long as I don't go bankrupt in the future, I will spend 10 billion won every year to find a school to build a building until I die. Of course, next year, it depends on whether the economy is rich or not. If it is rich, I will have an extra big one and directly give our History Academy a decent building at Seoul!"

Xika and rs stopped gnawing on the bread together.

"Don't look at me like this." Kim Jong-ming sneered. "This is not a loss-making business. Any decent company has similar behaviors. Han Jin Group is losing money. He still carries iron shovels to plant trees in the Mongolian desert every year and sends money to the Saudi royal family that is not short of money every year. It's even more awesome. As long as you look for them in various review activities across the country, they must be timely rain. Song Gongming even had his own scholarship fund when he was first established. Do you think these people are rich and leisurely? The charity thing is deep inside!"

"I didn't understand," Sikanono replied.

"Although you don't need to understand." Kim Jong-ming shook his head. "But just the matter of this 10 billion building, I'll give you a rough idea. Don't look at the 10 billion won, but the 10 billion won in the area near Hanyang University is actually a simple building cost, which cannot include the land and supporting facilities. So, it's one thing for me to spend money to buy fame and reputation, but those people in the school can take the opportunity to green the education department in their own school with confidence.

The belt needs a land worth 10 billion won, and then a supporting facilities worth 10 billion won, and then a management position can be added. The education department will be willing to approve money in the future because it will save 10 billion. They also have political achievements. In the process of the construction of the project, I will not do anything. If I clean it, I can establish a sufficient interest binding relationship with Hanyang University and some people from relevant departments. This is a good way for everyone to act."

"And what?" Sika completely lost the shrewdness she had from last night.

"Then?" Kim Jong-ming curled his lips. "Then one school a year, one building a year. Slowly, don't be too much. The image of building a building for the school is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Don't say that I am the image of a highly educated elite at Seoul University. Even if I am a cool and pimpeded underworld, I can still become a social wise man. Because in this process, I will establish a sufficiently stable interpersonal network and relationship buffering channel with the powerful academic community in South Korea, and I can also ensure that there is absolutely no gray in it. Everyone is clean and clean. However, when it is necessary, even those professors and experts with great influence, although everyone has no direct relationship with me, will instinctively tend to be towards me and speak for me. If there are good things, they will take the initiative to praise me, and if there are bad things, they will take the initiative to whitewash me, and this is the essence of capitalism!"

Kim Jong-ming's words were a glamorous look on the blind man. Xika looked demented, Ermao seemed to understand but didn't understand the former, but the latter was too small.

"Forget it!" Kim Jong-ming was unhappy. "Anyway, I'm going to do good deeds, so it's natural. And no matter how you look at this trick, who can scold me?"

"That's not what it means." Sika thought for a moment, then asked with a little hesitation. "Your work is probably still stingy in Los Angeles, but isn't it a bit big in South Korea? I'm just worried that you can't hold on financially."

"That's not the case. One hundred billion looks very gimmick, but in fact it's just awesome for stingy Koreans. The Korean government only gives the organization a subsidy of 10 billion every year. And as you said, those merchants with similar value in Europe and the United States spend more money on so-called charity every year than this. There is a businessman in Hong Kong who also has 100 million soft sister coins every year!" Kim Jong-ming explained to Sika seriously. "And this plan is not for a day or two, not what I think of. This is the plan I have in the United States and the financial teams and lawyer teams on both sides of South Korea have long been thinking about for me. In short, whether it's spending money to buy peace, do good deeds, or win people's hearts, it's not a loss for me if I do this!"

Big Mao Ermao looked at each other, then nodded at Kim Jong-ming in unison. In fact, even Xika understood that any rich man must do charity. She would naturally have a deep impression of this when she grew up in Los Angeles. Therefore, although she didn't understand the truth, as long as Kim Jong-ming told her not to suffer any losses, it wouldn't matter.

"Actually," Kim Jong-ming turned over the Korean Ilbo on the table and sighed. "It wasn't that I didn't understand these things before, but I just didn't want to use this way of thinking to influence my lifestyle. But since yesterday, my lifestyle has changed, so naturally I have to change my way of thinking in turn."

"Is there any major news in the newspaper recently?" rs asked in a daze. "I haven't heard of it."

"Lawyer Park Won-soon insisted on the role of the private sector for 10 years, and the deposits of the beautiful consortium have continued to increase. It has now reached 900 billion won. It is expected that the one trillion deposit that the beautiful consortium was founded by the end of the year will be possible. In the past ten years, more than 300 organizations have benefited from the beautiful consortium." Kim Jong-ming read a very interesting news. "This is a real person! I am real money, but I probably can't get a donation of one trillion won in my life. He made a fortune by making a fortune in just a few years, but he has made a trillion in ten years! Tsk tsk this level! This courage! The same thing is different in height, and it seems that it is not the same thing!"

The two sisters stared at Kim Jong-ming blankly for a while. Obviously, they still couldn't keep up with Kim Jong-ming's rhythm. But suddenly, Xika turned around and reached out and pressed the head of rs: "Don't be idle, have dinner quickly, I'll have to go to class soon. Will I be given some blueberry sauce? No more? What is this? Give me some!"

The chat at breakfast ended here. After Xika finished her meal, she called her agent to leave with the other party. Kim Jong-ming drove to her alma mater. After putting the other party down, he went directly to Hanyang University with Hong Shengcheng and his group waiting there.

According to the original saying, it is really a common thing for the student aid consortium to make a donation. There are so many student aid consortiums in South Korea. They have a company. The profitability has been good in the past two years, and there are many corresponding activities. Therefore, the people from Hanyang University did not care about it, but this time they really encountered the story of a pie falling from the sky.

One hundred billion won? For free? Of course, we must! All the beginning and end will be handled by Hanyang University. Just take out the money, and you don’t have to worry about the publicity activities. You are just seeking fame? We understand! We are experts!

So, under the temptation of real money, this incident spread throughout Korea at noon! However, before the matter was over, Kim Jong-ming immediately announced his plan for a year of 10 billion yuan, a building on his official website. In his words, as long as he is sure that he has not gone bankrupt every June before the start of the summer vacation, and there is still 10 billion won in the books, he will devote his life to supporting the great and selfless education cause in his mind!

I was still immersed in yesterday's news and the Koreans immediately continued to explode. Almost certainly, Kim Jong-ming's value will not have any negative impact after it is revealed!

"It's so scary!" Bae Yongjun commented in a relaxed mood. "Being rich means being willful! But can you still pay in installments when doing charity?"

"It's so scary!" Park Jin-young swallowed and covered his face directly. He thought of his previous agent, good friend Hong Seung-sung. "Are you going to replace it? Hong Seung-sung will still push him off after all?"

Turning off the computer screen, turning on, closing on, and opening again, Yang Xianshuo finally stopped this nonsense and turned to stare at his brand new company building and went in a daze. After a long time, a sentence finally popped up in his mind: This is really something that cannot be fought against!

"What a big deal!" Li Xiuman sighed in his heart at the computer screen. "Are you really old? You have been moving in a narrow range for a long time. It's not that I haven't tried it, but I just lost the bet with little capital!"

In an office in Yisandong, Seoul, Bai Changshu was stunned for a long time but said nothing. For a person who thought he had just held one thigh and could successfully wash it, the last thing he regretted was to find that he had actually missed another lighter, gentler and cleaner thigh in the process. Especially when he found that he was still stepping on this cleaner thigh and then pulling the leg hair of the other thigh. Should he burn the incense back? There are many opportunities to go back!

"So good!" Lee Jae-hyun gritted his teeth and closed the web page, but a sour water appeared in his heart. He is really rich in Internet access these days! The other party spent so much money to buy reputation, but my true Samsung grandson could only carefully cut down hundreds of billions of won from the books every year to save it for his son to avoid inheritance tax! But after all, Samsung, Samsung! If Samsung were his own, he would be more sour water than a nouveau riche?! What did his grandfather think at the beginning?

"What an amulet!" Samsung's real crown prince Lee Jae-yong was also looking at the news with a little emotion. "But this kind of charity is a bit like a mixed method between Europe, America and South Korea."

"That's called the promotion talisman!" Lee Kun-hee, who was leaning on a crutch, corrected his son next to her with regret.

"I'm really brave!" Choi Tae-won, who has always been good at dealing with people and things, took the phone handed over by his secretary and was a little disobedient. "I made a decision when I came up, which made me very embarrassed. By the way, why should you bet when you come up? Why? Can you afford to lose because you are young? You are young! If you don't believe you have no flaws!"

"It's interesting. What a good interaction effect would be if this money was placed in our beautiful consortium? Why did he have to do it alone? And I heard that he went to visit Ms. Park after posting the news. This is simply a clear view of the carriage and horses, right?" In the simple office of the beautiful consortium, Park Won-soon looked at his old friend An Cheol-soo with a smile. "To be honest, I understand that he didn't go to find a dish and cook pie, because there is no origin at all, but what about us? By the way, he is not a student of Seoul University, and he has been interacting with us so well? I thought you had already pulled him over. Now, people just wanted to do some facial skills before, and stay a line when they meet in the future. Speaking of Lao An, young people nowadays have such depth, or is it that your professor is good for education?"

"He is a student of Huang Zengyi of the History Academy, not my student!" An Cheol-soo replied with a dark face. "I only realized that his and Ms. Park are the real origins. But then again, when they didn't end, they were so calm. Once they were forced to leave, they didn't hesitate, and they directly chose the side station! It took less than a day to officially enter the venue, but he might have been talking face to Ms. Park. Are young people now so courageous? Or "

"Or what?" Park Won-soon was a little puzzled.

"Or he decided that Ms. Park could beat me?" An Cheol-soo suddenly felt a little angry.

Park Won-soon thoughtful.

"Jung Ming!" An Cheol-soo guessed correctly. At the same time, Ms. Park had already met Kim Jong Ming. "Is it okay to call you like that?"

"No matter where you count, you are my elders." Jin Zhongming lowered his head and smiled. "Isn't it natural to call me like this? But I, a junior, have not been able to come to visit you for a long time. This is my fault!"

"Yes." Ms. Park also smiled. "No matter which side you count, Ji Yuan, your parents, your grandparents, you are all my children and nephews, it's not bad at all!"

Kim Jong-ming smiled without saying a word. He actually knew very well that this day would come sooner or later.

It was one thing that I had to force myself to stop entering the market before, but when some boring people who were angry and angry, they forced the curtain to open up and then had to stand on the stage, that was another thing. But since that's the case, we must completely stand firm at the beginning, do our butt right, and then show our value from the beginning.

Originally, the things that could be fooled by just talking about loans were not allowed, so why did he take the initiative to tell the wealth of the United States? Why did he take the initiative to be honest with his actual equity in Busan? Why did he come up and make such a big deal against the Korean academic community? Because he knew what his value to Ms. Park was.

Your own money can provide the other party with campaign funds. Your reputation and influence in the entertainment industry, academic circles and even the whole society can build momentum for the other party in the media, and poaching the other party in the academic circles. It is even more interesting to have their own industry and foundation in Busan. Who doesn’t know that Busan is the base camp of the Dianzhuan, and the conservatives’ foundation in Busan is almost all in the hands of the second-in-command figure Kim Woo-sung. These make Ms. Park unable to sleep or eat. Being able to insert a little bit is also a strategic advantage.

Well, in short, Kim Jong-ming’s actions these two days are not something he remembered. This is the careful preparation and design of the Baeksang Awards for several months after the embarrassing experience.

And it turns out that Ms. Park is indeed very interested in these things.

ps: There is also a book friend group of 457160898, please add it. To be continued.

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Chapter completed!