"Listen your soles and kneel down and pray for your forgiveness?" Faced with Xin Dongxiong, who was arrogant and regarded himself as a "godfather", Song Zhichao sneered.

The surroundings were so quiet that the sneer seemed particularly clear and harsh.

"Yes, as long as you are willing to kneel down and apologize to me, maybe I will choose to forgive you, and of course, I will let you go, your friends - you will never look at them because you are worse than death, right?" Xin Dongxiong threatened.

At this time, he was stroking a Persian cat in his arms, and there were a large group of wealthy and celebrities standing beside him, and he was in the hotel of his family, which was sure to win.

In Xin Dongxiong's eyes, Song Zhichao is now a weak chicken whose mask has been exposed by himself. As long as he grasps his fatal hole and relies on the power of his family, he can let himself knead it.

"Mr. Xin, are you doing this a little too much?" The voice was soft and ecstatic, but Mrs. Hua was speaking.

Mrs. Hua took the initiative to speak out, as if she was presiding over justice.

In fact, although Mrs. Hua was unhappy with Song Zhichao, she was unwilling to watch this man be bullied by Xin Dongxiong.

In addition, in Mrs. Hua's opinion, this is also an opportunity to show goodwill to Song Zhichao.

If Song Zhichao is smart, he should know that he should hold his thighs tightly at this time and thank him well in the future.

Mrs. Hua still admires Song Zhichao's high appearance that is comparable to the top Korean stars - such a man is like a flower that is difficult to support, how can he be easily trampled on by others? If he is trampled on by others, he will be worthless.

Han Jiaren didn't expect that Mrs. Hua would stand up to speak for Song Zhichao at this time. She looked at Mrs. Hua with beautiful eyes and couldn't help but show a hint of gratitude.

But Song Zhichao scoffed at Mrs. Hua.

Others can't see it, but he knows very well Mrs. Hua's intention - No. Mrs. Hua is still glaring at him, and her intention is self-evident.

However, Song Zhichao didn't have time to deal with this widow who had "devil intentions" towards him. Instead, he stared at Xin Dongxiong curiously, thinking, are these Korean chaebol II liked to bully others so much?

Is it true that I am learning to pet cats?

In fact, after being in South Korea for so long, Song Zhichao also has some understanding of these chaebols in South Korea.

Unlike the introverted and low-key Hong Kong wealthy families, Korean chaebols like to show off their power and bully others the most; while Korean people also like to accept their own suffering and suffer their own suffering.

To put it bluntly, one is a sadist and the other is a masochist.

South Korea's history determines South Korea's slavery.

First, we became a vassal state of Greater China, and even the country's name and heirs needed the Chinese emperor to enthrone it; finally escaped from the control of Greater China, but the country was occupied by the Japanese.

So much so that the Koreans who expelled Japanese rule and established the Republic of Korea had a gene that was tamed in their bones.

This is fully reflected in the Korean chaebol rule.

The Korean chaebol is the top floor of the pyramid that is superior, and all the people crawling under their feet are slaves.

It is precisely because of this that Xin Dongxiong in front of him dared to clamor like this unscrupulously, saying that he would kill anyone he wanted to kill.

After all, the public opinion network is not yet developed now. Unlike in the future, a certain chaebol beats a driver, a chaebol woman beats a flight attendant on a flight, forced a plane to be grounded, or a third generation of chaebols drives drunk and kills people, etc. If the news that these chaebols are bullying by force, they will be collectively beaten by the Korean people, and may even be investigated by the South Korean police.

The current Korean chaebol is at a time when he is powerful and arrogant. For Xin Dongxiong, as long as he is willing, he will not say that he can stretch out his shoes and let Song Zhichao lick the soles of his shoes to humiliate him. Even if he kills Song Zhichao on the spot, it will be easy.

Look at the rich, celebrities, ladies and gentlemen around them, each smiling, looking like they were waiting to watch the show.

In fact, these people are birds of a feather with this young master Xin. They think they are arrogant and often bully some weak people.

In their opinion, the poor are all powerless and powerless bones. Sometimes they need to give them a little color, otherwise these people will forget their duties.

"Zaiming, what should I do?" Kim Domi, as a girl, held her boyfriend Yoo Jae-ming's hand in fear, and was so anxious that she was about to cry.

Liu Zaiming's face turned pale, anxious and angry, and his eyes were blazing.

Mrs. Hua turned her face and looked at Song Zhichao, waiting for Song Zhichao to open her mouth and hug her thighs, so that she could continue to talk and accomplish this feat of "beauty saves heroes".

But Song Zhichao didn't even look at her, stood in the hall with his hands behind his back and said lightly to Xin Dongxiong: "Don't you regret saying such words?"

Xin Dongxiong's pupils shrank, and he didn't understand what Song Zhichao meant.

Standing beside Song Zhichao, Kim Hee-sun, the only one who knew Song Zhichao’s true identity, nervously grabbed his clothes, his beautiful eyes flashed—

Is he going to say it out?

Is he going to show his identity?

Very looking forward to it!

...

Just then—

The hotel gate was pushed open with a bang, and a row of mermaids in black entered in a row, separated from two rows, bowed respectfully and said, "Welcome to the President!"

The movements were shouting in an orderly manner.

Immediately, an energetic old man appeared in front of everyone like an emperor patrol by a group of people.

The old man was extremely imposing and ignored everything in front of him, but said to the people around him in a serious tone: "Dongbin, you and Director Zhang must find out who the guy who registered in the British Empire named 'Charlie Hsin' was!"

"This hateful guy actually acquired 30% of the equity of our Silla Hotel in such a short time. If he succeeds, wouldn't our hotel's operating rights be lost?!"

"Okay, Lord! I will definitely check as you told me!" A man next to me said, his eyes flashing.

In addition, the subordinate named Director Zhang also expressed his respectful attitude and said that he would definitely check it clearly.

"Uh, the most urgent thing is to get the contact information of that person first-" the old man squinted his eyes and thought for a while and said, "We are seeing that our shareholders' meeting is about to be held. Before that, I will contact this person. It would be best if I can convince him, otherwise I will use some means..." When he said "using means", the old man suddenly appeared, like a tiger eating a person.

...

It turns out that the old man in front of him is the head of Lotte Group, the top ten chaebols in South Korea, and the group chairman - Singhho.

The man next to him is his second son, Xin Dongbin, who is also Xin Dongxiong's younger brother.

The Silla Hotel is under the Lotte Group. Tonight, Xin Dongxiong held a grand dance party here. In order to make me admire him and gain chips in the heir election, Xin Dongxiong specially invited the old man to come and "open his eyes".

Of course, "opening your eyes" is second. Xin Dongxiong's main purpose is to create a big scene and let the group of "princelings" who follow him help him "force the palace" tonight.

The purpose is very simple-
Chapter completed!