ps: I haven't lost my moral integrity today? I seem to have 8 more updates from this marking. Accounting... Well, I still have to thank everyone for their support. I have noticed everyone's comments.

At nine o'clock that night, when Fatty Yu came to the hotel to look for Kim Jong-ming in sweat, he found that the other party was sitting by his bed playing chess with a beautiful girl in a suit. This made him very embarrassed. He always felt that he had disturbed other people's good things after putting up other people's pigeons.

However, Kim Jong-ming, who was disturbed by good things, felt no discomfort. He even showed great enthusiasm for the fat man's visit, which in turn made Mr. Yu, who was already worried, feel at a loss.

"I'm really sorry." In desperation, Yu Dong could only apologize repeatedly. "Mr. Jin, what happened today is really all about me, and I have nothing to say. However, there was indeed an urgent matter at home, so I flew to Nanjing in the middle of the night yesterday, and flew back hurriedly today..."

"So that's it. There is a reason for the matter. I'm not a sympathetic person." Kim Jong-ming's attitude is really good. "Forget it in the morning, but it's rare to see Lao Yu you. No matter how you say it, you have to do your best to be a landlord and treat me to a midnight snack, right?"

This requirement is of course reasonable and extremely easy to deal with. It was even the only thing that was in the question, so Yu Dong immediately waved to take Kim Jong-ming to Wangfujing Snack Street... Well, some Koreans might be caught. Wangfujing Snack Street sounded very high-end, right? In fact, it is just a place that specifically deceives foreigners.

However, Kim Jong-ming did not say it directly, but instead took Chu Long out with a relaxed look on his face... Of course, this made Yu Dong look at Chu Long again, making him believe that the two of them had an affair!

In this way, the three of them left the hotel and got into Yu Dong's car. The driver of Yu Dong, and the group of four immediately left with great enthusiasm. It seemed like they wanted to spend a happy autumn night in the capital!

But! So, however! When the car had just arrived at Dongsi, Kim Jong-ming suddenly spoke:

"Brother Driver, turn north at the East Fourth intersection in front of you, let's go to Yonghe Palace."

The driver and Yu Donger were confused! Of course, the driver first reacted because he needed to drive, so he responded vaguely on one side and glanced at his boss seven or eight times in one minute... But maybe our Mr. Yu was really exhausted today, and he was in a daze and didn't think of giving the driver a color.

Fortunately, those who can be drivers are basically the boss's confidants, so even if Yu Dong didn't speak, the driver also understood that this young man was the boss's distinguished guest. He should still listen to this person based on common sense.

So, when the car arrived at the intersection of Dongsi Road, the driver skillfully turned around and drove directly north.

But, things are not over yet!

After passing Yonghe Palace and going to the North Second Ring Road, with Kim Jong-ming's order again, the car turned around and headed straight to Jishui Pond. Then, a real terrifying thing happened. Kim Jong-ming, the Korean stick, actually directed an old driver in Beijing to drill through the Xiaoxitian with complex road conditions, and then found the exit of the road facing Beishi and Beiyou in the middle. Finally, the car crossed northward all the way to Jimen Bridge, which had complex road conditions, and came to the nearest of the North Third Ring Road.

Fortunately, this crazy late-night trip was finally over. The car finally stopped at a dark alley. Whether it was the driver or Yu Dong, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief as the car stopped.

"Old Yu." Jin Zhongming pulled the other person's arm and got out of the car with a smile. "Is Wangfujing Snack Street a place for people to eat? Are you fooled?"

Yu Dong pursed his lips but didn't dare to talk. He didn't even know what this is, okay? But at the same time, he was not really afraid, because he graduated from Beijing Film Academy. If he had just passed Jimen Bridge, he should have come to Beijing Film Academy.

So, the broken place in front of him is theoretically his territory!

"Forget it." Jin Zhongming probably felt bored, so he let go of the other party's arm a little bored and walked directly into the alley. "Actually, I just thought of it. I definitely can't go to Wangfujing, and it's probably too late for the Dongdamen Night Market. Since we have to tell the old story, aren't you from Beijing Film Academy? Then let's find a roadside stall near Beijing Film Academy to have a barbecue or something..."

"There is a barbecue here?" Yu Dong finally reacted and followed quickly. He couldn't believe it. The dark alley entrance could not even be connected to a car, and there was no light inside. You said there was a barbecue stall here, so at least it would have to be a little bit of fire?

But in fact, deep down, I really don’t believe that there is a barbecue stall here, only Yu Dong, who is from Beijing Film Academy. Not to mention Chu Long, she doesn’t understand Chinese at all, and just follows Jin Zhongming. However, the driver over there actually believes that there is something to eat here...

Why do you ask? It's very simple. The driver was already stunned by Kim Jong-ming along the way! You know, it was in the middle of the night. A foreigner, who closed his eyes and opened his mouth to turn left at the intersection in front, and encountered a bridge on the moat... Are you a driver, I am a driver? Are you in the capital, I am in the capital?

But, it was all right! In the middle of the night, I actually came out of Xiaoxitian alley under the guidance of the other party... Damn, from today on, the geographical conditions of the North Second Ring Road to the Third Ring Road will only be convinced by Mr. Jin from South Korea! So, even if there is a dark hole in front of me, he said there is food inside, so there is really something to eat!

In this way, the four of them walked through the alley in darkness, and followed Jin Zhongming to a pedestrian fence that was only two people wide in the middle of the alley. And after passing through the fence and turning a corner, suddenly, the four of them became bright and bright, and suddenly became clear!

Yu Dong was stunned and saw a night market with only a dozen but extremely lively appearance in front of him!

Not to mention barbecue, spicy and fragrant pot, etc., such as plate noodles in northern Anhui, hand-catch cakes, Yunnan cross-bridge rice noodles, Xi'an Roujiamo, bibimbap, bone mushroom soup, crayfish, Jinyu mutton soup...

At this moment, Yu Dong finally understood that after he lost his politeness in the morning, even the home advantage would not play any role. Although he didn't know how the other party was so familiar with the capital, he was born with a genius and could not forget it after taking a look at the map, or sent someone to conduct an investigation in advance, or other means? These are actually not important. The key is that they did it, and they seemed to be more familiar with their own nest than they were... Then they could no longer use those dishonest means to fool others.

As for the so-called negotiation, one is the sincerity of cooperation, and the other is to test around the psychological bottom line by momentum. Therefore, it is very effective to show the necessary profoundness at this time... However, at this moment, it is Kim Jong-ming, not himself, who seems more profound in the negotiation.

Just when Yu Dong was still helpless, Kim Jong-ming had already taken the lead and started ordering on his own initiative.

He even specially ordered a roasted fish in the store, a roasted wing at the roadside stall, a mutton soup opposite, and a crayfish next door for Chu Long to try it out, but he didn't know whether it was authentic or not.

"Xiao Jin." Yu Dong was no longer called Mr. Jin after sitting down. This is actually the real good rhythm in social engagements. "Are you quite familiar with these things?"

"On average." Kim Jong-ming shook his head. Seeing that the other party was not acting like a singular gesture, he became frank. "I have also filmed a movie in China, so I roughly remember some directions and things."

Yu Dong suddenly realized: ""The Prophet of the Fame"? When did that happen? Can you still remember these things?"

"That's right..." Kim Jong-ming nodded, as if he was about to continue saying a few words on social engagements.

But at this moment, a gust of night wind suddenly blew. November was coming. Although the trees were evergreen, the wind was swept by the wind and it was blown down many fallen leaves. Everyone couldn't dodge. The stall owners quickly tried their best to cover their stalls, and the diners hurriedly reached out to cover the food on the table.

Looking at the familiar scenes of people around him, Jin Zhongming's face suddenly became a little dazed.

The wind passed, and the dishes began to rise likewise. Chu Long's face was full of excitement and curiosity. To put it bluntly, even the most stable person was still there. The driver opposite was performing his duties conscientiously, first placing the dishes and chopsticks without saying a word, and then helping to open the beer.

As for Yu Dong, although he did not stare at Jin Zhongming in a rude manner, he was puzzled by the other party's sudden loss of composure.

Is there anything wrong?" Chu Long finally couldn't bear it after showing that her excited expression did not remind Kim Jong-ming. She directly reached out and secretly pulled the other party. "Mr. Yu is watching you."

Although he spoke Korean, Yu Dong also knew that the other party should be reminding Kim Jong-ming, so he smiled kindly at Chu Long.

"Nothing." Kim Jong-ming quickly smiled and took his senses back. "Just looking at the table full of vegetables, I suddenly thought of a joke I heard from the crew of "The Legend of the Conquest" when I was eating barbecue here..."

"Is that true?" Yu Dong immediately agreed and followed. "Let's hear?"

"That's what this joke says." Jin Zhongming smiled and pointed at the grilled fish in front of him. "The so-called Beiming fish is called Kun. Kun is so big that it can't be stewed in a pot..." Speaking of this, before Yu Dong could react, the driver had already laughed out loud, but Jin Zhongming was not finished yet. He then pointed to the grilled wings still on the barbecue grill. "It turned into a bird, and its name is Peng. Peng is so big, and it needs two barbecue grills, one is secret and the other is spicy..."

Now, Yu Dong couldn't help but squirt. After all, this joke is really funny, and it would be interesting to connect with the other party's identity as a Korean bastard. In fact, let alone Yu Dong and the driver, this joke sounded quite new at this time of 10 years, so, except for Chu Long, who couldn't understand, even the people on the table next to him laughed.

After the atmosphere was driven, the scene finally felt like a normal night market in the capital. Speaking of which, Yu Dong had been mixed from within the system and almost started from scratch, and then continued to the point where he wanted to go public in the Nasdaq in the United States. What kind of social engagement methods would not be possible? And Kim Jong-ming had no foreign awareness at all. He ate, drank, laughed and talked, and even raised Chulong from time to time. The atmosphere was really good. Even in the end, even the driver who had not dripped in wine could interfere in from time to time.

In this way, the topic went from "The Contest to the Beginners" to Beijing Film Academy next door, from current affairs to the rumors of entertainment in China and South Korea, and finally from the hardships of starting a business to the difficulty of going public... By this time, 12 o'clock had passed, and the guests around were basically red in their faces. The two people who had only drunk a few cans of beer also understood that it was time to take this opportunity to have a so-called conversation that touched the depths of their souls.

But, the theme of this conversation seems to be constantly deviating from the serious matter between the two.

"It's right for your company to not go public." Yu Dong lit the table and talked. "Because you are not short of money! But I'm different. Doing business is to make money, and going public is the ultimate goal! But it's really hard to make money these days. Just to go to Nasdaq, I almost couldn't even keep the company's personnel rights. That group of foreign capital, which I said well when investing money before, turned around and saw the opportunity coming, I wanted to take advantage of the company's integration opportunity to swallow me! These days, I'm really worried. I even completed the stock exchange with you. To be honest, in addition to the company's future development, a big reason is that I hope you can come and help me intimidate those bullshit venture capitalists!"

"So that's it." Kim Jong-ming nodded repeatedly. "It's really not easy to go public. However, the bigger problem is that no matter how difficult it is, you can't stop after the listing action begins. Not to mention anything else, the veterans of those startup companies are watching you wait for money..."

"Who said no?!" Yu Dong was really moved for a moment. "This is what I want to say! In front of money, no feelings are gone, and everyone wants to get involved with you. Xiao Jin, do you know? I have really seen all kinds of things in the world... In short, it's hard to say in one word!"

"Since it's hard to say it," Kim Jong-ming laughed softly. "Let's just say it slowly. But I think, why don't we start with the fact that the grape trellis at your house fell?"

This came too suddenly. Yu Dong, who was holding the beer glass just now, froze there in an instant.

"Old Yu." Jin Zhongming sighed. "There is no other meaning, I just hope you can understand that listing is about to happen. If your backyard fire really occurs, it will be worth the erosion of ten Sequoia capital! Even we have to reconsider the purpose of this trip."

"I understand." Yu Dong put it down and was paused for a long time before he spoke again. "I understand this matters. And I also know that you are reminding you with kindness. It is much better to say here than to say it at the negotiating table tomorrow... You have already given me enough face."

"Then I have to ask another question." Jin Zhongming picked up the chopsticks again. "Is it really going to be a divorce? And if that's the case, then you have to give me a word, right?"

There was a long silence immediately at the dining table.

Jin Zhongming was having a meal quietly and also brought Chu Long a bowl of bone soup, but the two people on the other side were completely unconscious of it. The driver was obviously also informed, but at this moment he had to get up and hide aside, obviously trying to avoid this topic. As for Yu Dong, he had already pretended to be a gentleman all night, but his nature was revealed at this moment. Chu Long, who had no idea, bowed his head to drink soup, took out a cigarette and ordered one for himself.

After smoking a cigarette, I lit another one, and then Fatty Yu officially spoke: "I promise you two. First, we will not divorce, at least we will not divorce before listing! Second, I will do my best to exchange for a divorce agreement! How about it?"

"This is perfect!" Jin Zhongming raised his cup. "The same thing, from my perspective, it's okay to say this. Don't think I'm not humane."

"What does it have to do with you?" Yu Fatty raised his glass and touched Jin Zhongming. "I still said the same thing. Don't talk about any feelings in front of money. The same is true for all kinds of things in the world, and the people around you. If you can talk to me about this matter first on such an occasion, I have already inherited your morality."

After saying that, despite the November weather, Yu Fatty drank a big glass of beer in a self-deprecating way. Jin Zhongming knew that the matter had been done, so he followed him to the end.

After drinking this glass of wine, I don’t know if I feel drunk or feel relaxed and want to vent my stress. In addition, he himself knows that Chu Long doesn’t understand Chinese, so Yu Fatty began to complain:

"Of course, it's me who committed the crime in this matter... I admit it! As a man, I don't control myself!"

"Especially the kids! Two kids! I'm most sorry for it."

"And there are children on the other side!"

"But do you know? Although everyone around me said I was trash, I also admitted that I was trash in front of all the elders... But I don't think there is anything particularly regretful about it... because we are a political marriage."

"Her father is the head of Nanying (Nanjing Film). At that time, I was also the section chief of China Film. I went to Nanjing and met her father's office... I... had nothing to say, but we really had no feelings!"

"I recognize the infamy, I bear the consequences, and I am willing to pay for the price, but when faced with this, my heart was not fluctuating, and I even wanted to laugh... because you know? She has no feelings for me, and we have long been dead. And this time, she will not make trouble sooner or later, but she will choose when the company is going to go public... Did she have any kindness?"

"It's like when I was in the 90s... At that time, I was young and I was forced to drink wine every day as soon as I went out. After drinking, I had to force myself to do things. Sometimes I had to drive. It was very relaxing to check for drunk driving at that time... So while driving, I thought, what if I really hit someone to death?"

"What should I do?" Kim Jong-ming asked with a smile.

"I will definitely be beaten and scolded, and then accept compensation and go to jail." Fatty Yu replied seriously. "But if I want me to feel guilty... that's basically impossible! Because the people who really deserve to feel guilty are those who force me to drink! So... I will not be with you anymore, so I ran out and did it myself!"

"For this, it's a big deal." Jin Zhongming laughed and gave the other party a cup. "Not everyone has the courage to leave the system. However, I don't hide it from you. The reason why I chose to cooperate with you Bona is that I really don't like much money. If I really did business, I would have chosen Huayi Brothers. I think you Bona is actually because you, Section Chief Yu, was the right-hand man of Han Sanye in Zhongying. Your official connections and the inheritance of Xiangjiang Movies in recent years are far better than that little money in my eyes..."

"Enough honest!" Fatty Yu nodded repeatedly. "But... when you are so vain? You are like Jiang Wen... The previous contacts were very short, but today's experience gave me a deep understanding of you... A Korean still has some special considerations in this. Our cup... is a happy cooperation?"

"Happy cooperation!" Jin Zhongming was about to accompany him to the end again.

"I forgot to ask you something." Fatty Yu suddenly pressed the cup. "How do you know that my wife is going to divorce? She was so restrained that she didn't make trouble in the media?"

"Guess." Jin Zhongming also put down the cup, then pointed to Chu Long, who looked confused. "My secretary found a scandal that you had made before, and then I guessed it..."

"Your secretary?" Fatty Yu suddenly laughed jokingly. "You're sure."

"It's not very certain." Kim Jong-ming also smiled. "Why... a child bride?"

"It's good for a child bride!" Fatty Yu immediately changed from joking to admiration. "You Koreans are really good at playing! I admire you very much!"

"I dare not take it." Kim Jong-ming smiled. "After listening to you, I feel that child brides are a very advanced social system."

After saying that, the two finally drank the glass of wine in one go, and Chulong never knew what the two were talking about from beginning to end.

That night, Fatty Yu, who was worried about the two things that were listed and divorced from his wife, was drunk. Seeing this scene, Kim Jong-ming asked the driver to take his boss back by himself. He himself was going to take a walk and then take a taxi back. He was very convinced by him, and the old driver didn't say a word, nodded and left.

But after the other party left, Jin Zhongming took Chu Long to the Beiying Gate with all his might, and then went south along Xitucheng Road.

He wants to have a good time now, so he is not in a hurry to take a taxi.

What were you talking about just now? "Chu Long looked depressed. "I was confused all night."

"It's better than staying in a hotel to play chess?" Jin Zhongming sneered, and then told the other party about all the things that happened to the evening.

However, when he heard the topic of the other party’s wife getting divorced, Chu Long suddenly felt a little puzzled: Is this to connect with his relationship? Why do you always feel that it is not suitable?"
To be continued...