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It was already eight o'clock in the evening. At this time, the election in the Sejong Cultural Auditorium had just settled, and thousands of people were there. Considering that the executive committee itself had only a dozen people, there was no funding for the celebration dinner. In fact, the election had just ended, and even if they had the ability to treat the guests, they would not dare to invite them. But then again, the prosperity outside Guanghua Gate was so prosperous, and it took only a moment for thousands of people who were hungry to merge into the light and shadow, without causing any waves.

Among them, after avoiding many professional film reporters blocking nearby, Kim Jong-ming and Ahn Sung-ki, the teachers and students, walked side by side in the alley outside Gyeongbokgung Palace.

"Actually... Zhong Ming, you really don't need to worry about me just now." An Shengji shook his head uneasy. "I understood from the beginning that it should be the trap that the cinemas should have given you."

Jin Zhongming smiled slightly and did not answer.

"What are you laughing at?" An Shengki was puzzled. "What I said is true, it is really a good opportunity. They handed the opportunity to you, and you can avoid detours for two years."

"Teacher." Kim Jong-ming shook his head with a dry smile. "I'm not pretending to be noble. In fact, I understand that although it was a condom given by others, it may not be a good opportunity... so I was really moved at that time."

"and you……"

"It's hard!" Kim Jong-ming said as he took out a 50 won coin from his pocket, and then threw it in a bit bored manner. "It's really hard. On the one hand, the temptation is right in front of him, making people itchy, and on the other hand, a hint of clarity reminds him to be careful. So..."

"So what?" Ann Sung-ki asked.

"So I tried to throw the coin." As he said that, Kim Jong-ming also showed the coin in his hand to the other party. "The probability of 50% to 50% is fair and reasonable."

An Shengji was stunned for a moment: "Did you decide to toss a coin?"

"Yes." Jin Zhongming nodded.

"What a joke?"

"Teacher." Jin Zhongming stroked the coin in his hand and smiled again. "There is a very vulgar joke about to tossing a coin. Have you heard of it?"

An Shengji was naturally too lazy to answer.

However, Kim Jong-ming didn't care, but continued to say to himself: "The reason why you to toss a coin when encountering something is not because the coins can make decisions for you, but when you throw them out, you have a high probability of figuring out what you want!"

An Shengji was slightly stunned, but immediately nodded: "Did you figure it out?"

"Maybe." Jin Zhongming shook his head and then slowly walked along the alley. "But it can only be said that I made a quick decision in an instant. First of all, there was no reason not to use the good situation sent by the other party, so I accepted the two places calmly. But as for whether to control everything by one person... To be honest, I thought about it, first of all, there was no need, and secondly, I didn't need such absolute power with unstable foundations, because I could get better and purer."

"So he would urge the Actors Association, the Trade Union, and the Producers Association to choose me as the last executive committee?"

"Yes, what is the difference between the quota in the hands of the teacher and in my hands? Compared to force the last quota, there is no other use except to satisfy my personal desire for rights. The number of votes we control is still the same number, but the vigilance of people in the circle towards us will greatly increase... Park Geun-hye's autobiography is full of lies, but there is a sentence that still has a bit of charm... "

"If you want to go far, you have to go together?"

"It's this sentence." Jin Zhongming suddenly stopped under the street light at the entrance of the alley. "I am frank, it's already very clear that you can win the second executive membership so easily this time... Everyone really has some concerns about me. In fact, I thought about it. This time it was an assist from the investor. In order to control the situation, you were temporarily elected as an executive member. But in fact, if we are well prepared, we should try to disperse the quota to win over more people and strength... It's a pity."

"It's already good." An Shengji shook his head. "After all, it's also a surprise."

"However, next we have to deal with the investors, to draw a clear line, and to show authority..."

"This is inevitable..."

An Shengki's words came to an abrupt end because a car suddenly stopped in front of the two of them. And the two were sure that this was not the car that came to pick them up, because the car was too high! In fact, this should be the most expensive model in the Lexus series of Toyota's luxury car, priced at nearly one billion won, and it would be 6 million for soft girl coins. The reason why Kim Jong-ming recognized this car was not for other reasons, but it happened to be because the popularity award given to him by the Big Bell Award two days ago was a best Toyota luxury car.

And now it seems that Toyota gave himself this reward that exceeded the limit, and there might be a story.

The car door opened, and the one who got off the driver's seat was the top Korean rich man, Choi Tae-won, the president of SK.

Kim Jong-ming and An Shengji looked at each other, and a trace of enlightenment flashed through their hearts.

"Mr. Ann Sengji, Zhong Ming."

"President Cui."

"President Cui, you guys chat." After a brief greeting, An Shengji said goodbye directly.

"Is this just happening to meet?" Before the other party could speak, Kim Jong-ming took the lead in asking jokes. "Are President Cui coming prepared?"

"To be honest, I actually made a special trip to wait next to you." Choi Tae-won, who was so rude, replied with a shy face. "How is it, is it so good? I heard that you are going to hold an election, so I helped you get two quotas. It's a pity that you actually gave up the last quota... "

Kim Jong-ming ignored the other party, but instead looked at the direction the car was coming.

"What's wrong?" Choi Tae-won was unclear.

"President Cui drove by himself, there was no driver?" Kim Jong-ming continued to ask in that joking tone.

"When I go back tonight, I usually drive by myself..." Choi Tae-won looked very contented.

"Then President Choi has to be extra careful." Kim Jong-ming finally withdrew his rude gaze.

"How can I say this? My driving skills have always been very good..."

"That's not what it means." Kim Jong-ming stood with a smile on his back. "You have a criminal record of being imprisoned many times. According to the new traffic law, people like you will be sentenced if they violate the rules..."

Cui Tae-won's face became awkward in an instant, and it took a long time to reply to the posture that was in control: "I haven't seen you get close to you for many days, Zhong Ming, you are really much sharper."

Jin Zhongming nodded without comment.

"A rare opportunity, please go to my house to be a guest!" Choi Tae-won gave up taking advantage of it. "My house is still very good at cooking... and talk about something by the way."

"That's disturbing." Kim Jong-ming walked around the front of the car and got into the co-pilot without hesitation.

The other party's attitude was a bit direct and excessive, which made Cui Tae-won's heart skip. He had a premonition that the discussion tonight would not go so smoothly... However, this domineering president who likes to post the word "dominant" is used to not hitting Nanshan and not looking back. He finally put his floating mind on his seat.

By the way, this luxury Toyota car did not drive towards the big terrifying Choi villa in Cheongdam-dong, but followed the straight road in front of Gyeongbok Palace and finally turned into Itaewon... Kim Jong-ming naturally knew where this was. This is Hannamdong in Itaewon, which is Choi Taewon's mistress, the location of Mrs. Hannamdong, and the most daily residence of President Choi. In other words, Choi Taewon loves the wife who was born as a psychological counseling doctor. He even accepted the two children he brought with him after losing his husband.

As the patriarch of the second largest family in Korea, doing this for the mistress can be considered a deep affection.

Then again, this invitation is indeed full of sincerity compared to the banquet in Cheongtan Cave a few years ago.

"Considering the many businesses in Cheongdam-dong, just talking about residential properties, the price of villas in Hannam-dong is the highest in Seoul. "Watching Kim Jong-ming looking around, Choi Tae-won actually introduced the surrounding scenery like an ordinary person who brought his friends home to visit. "You should know that many big-name artists are buying industries here, right? I remember... The recent one who bought a house nearby should be Han Hyo-joo... Are you familiar with this person?"

"Take the kiss." Kim Jong-ming still answered with a smile.

"Actors are such a good profession." Choi Tae-won laughed dryly and stopped talking.

Five minutes later, the car finally stopped in front of a luxurious villa in Hannan Cave. The two of them entered one after another, and Kim Jong-ming finally met the legendary "Mrs. Hannan Cave".

This is a very attractive mature middle-aged woman. The first impression she gives is probably the word "simple". Her skin is very good and her hairstyle is only slightly curled up on the ends. What is more worth mentioning is that this woman who enjoys being loved by thousands of people can hardly see any jewelry on her body except for a ring... This is simply amazing.

"Mrs. Cui." Kim Jong-ming called this not to flatter him, but because he really didn't know what the other party's surname was, so he could only use this title.

"Zhong Ming, I have long been famous." The woman showed another characteristic as soon as she opened her mouth, and her voice was very gentle, which reminded Jin Zhongming of this woman Qian Changming. It seemed that all psychological counselors should have a good voice.

"Why did you think about it for a long time?" Putting aside these messy thoughts, Kim Jong-ming quickly shook his head and smiled. "Could President Cui still talk to me in front of you often?"

"It's not just him?" Mrs. Hannandong covered her mouth and chuckled. "Even my junior girl who came back from Italy often talks about you... Changming, do you know that she works in your company?"

"That... damn?" Jin Zhongming looked over, but he didn't expect that the other party really knew Qian Changming.

"What a la la?" Choi Tae-won immediately became alert.

"My company's psychological counselor." Kim Jong-ming looked at Choi Tae-won with a weak expression. "I came back from studying in Italy and recently discovered that she was a lesbian. I hesitated for a long time before I didn't fire her!"

"Do you know her or your senior?" Cui Tae-won looked at his wife with an ugly expression.

"Don't worry!" Mrs. Cui waved her hand, then turned around and prepared the drink. "My junior girl is guaranteed in terms of professionalism and character, and she seems to be a beautiful little girl... she looks down on me, Zhong Ming... I remember drinking latte coffee and adding milk a little?"

Kim Jong-ming and Choi Tae-won looked at each other.

The coffee was not finished in the end, because after hearing this, Mrs. Cui immediately cooked and prepared wine, vegetables and dinner. Since there was food, there was no reason to drink any coffee on an empty stomach.

"I have to admit that your performance today exceeded my imagination." After both sides settled down, Choi Tae-won still felt that old-fashioned, as if everything was still under his control.

"Talk about this." Jin Zhongming picked up the chopsticks and pointed a small coffee table. "Has President Cui forgotten something? I haven't even understood why President Cui was asking me for trouble... When I first heard some rumors, I didn't believe it!"

Choi Tae-won was silent for a moment, then picked up a small glass of white wine and drank it all: "Actually, I thought you would understand this kind of thing..."

Kim Jong-ming shrugged.

"Look at you, you are just a typical person who is in a blessing." Choi Tae-won laughed mockingly. "Do you do your own business during the day, and you have such a house to sit down quietly and drink wine and eat food at night... Do you know how much it cost to get this kind of life?"

"Considering that surviving former president and your daily experience in prison... I can probably understand it." Kim Jong-ming suddenly realized something. "Do you think it's unfair? If I were an ordinary person, it would be fine to enjoy this kind of life, but I even made you feel a little threat in my career... Is that true? You think it's unfair."

Choi Tae-won shut up and obviously admitted it.

"I didn't expect that President Choi was a big and thick man... still had a stingy temperament." Kim Jong-ming couldn't help but grin and said, "Why? Lee Kun-hee died of his daughter, Jung Meng was sure to die of his brother, and Lee Jae-hyun even wanted to die of his father... I didn't see anyone they were unhappy with."

"Who made them not have a deep connection with you?" Choi Tae-won filled himself with a glass of wine and said while drinking. "And, some of us actually have only one thing to pay attention to, that is, what will happen to our family industry... Nothing else cares. And you, although you have entered their horizons very early, are still an American, and you have money to spend in the United States... In other words, they didn't notice your ambition at all. But I felt this ambition for a long time, although Lee Jae-hyun felt it now, it was too late... Of course, this is also the reason why I looked for you. You have to tell me, after you have more billions of dollars in your hands at this time next year, what do you want to achieve?"

"I don't want to do anything." Kim Jong-ming shook his head a little. "I just want to complete the industrial layout of the entertainment industry... TV stations, theaters, audio source websites, artist resources, film and television production, industry leadership... these are at least necessary, right?"

"Same as I thought." Choi Tae-won nodded. "Poor Lee Jae-hyun went crazy, but when he was gambled, he exposed all his flaws... Let's do this, although you covet my industry, I have also stumbled on you. I don't want to get stuck in my performance today. What's more, the entertainment industry is really a drop in the bucket for SK... How about selling it to you now?"

Jin Zhongming was moved for the second time today, and it was also the second time he really hesitated, so he took out the coin for the second time today.

Amid Choi Tae-won and the strange gaze of Mrs. Hannamdong sitting in the distance, Kim Jong-ming abandoned the coin as usual, and then slapped it on the back of his hand.

After opening and looking at it, Kim Jong-ming told the other party seriously: "I'm sorry, President Cui, the result of my throwing of the coins is to temporarily reject your proud alms."

Choi Tae-won narrowed his eyes: "Will you refuse on the front or against the back before you throw the coin?"

"I never thought about it."

"What does that mean?" Choi Tae-won laughed in anger.

"Nothing." Kim Jong-ming picked up the unmoved wine glass and drank it all. "I just had enough of President Cui's style! Maybe three years ago you were still qualified to be incredible in front of me, maybe there were some other things in this world that could be incredible in front of me, but now at this time you... are no longer qualified to be incredible in me like a mouse. Because at this moment I am no longer the rookie who would be dizzy at that banquet. I endured it for three years and invested in politics.

I have accumulated connections and reputation, and have survived the years. In order to avoid unnecessary risks, I have not appeared in Seoul for half a year. I even endured your rights poison today and united and consolidated the people around me with this! Facing me at this time, what qualifications do you have to put on such a profound face? Yes, I want loen's audio source website and private dushq artist resources, and they are all necessary, but this time I will get it myself. As for President Cui, just wait!"

After saying that, Kim Jong-ming ignored Choi Tae-won's heavy breathing and trembling fists and put down his wine glass and left the villa.

"Don't play with it." Half a minute later, a teasing word suddenly sounded in the quiet living room.
Chapter completed!