Six hundred years ago, HSL's president, Lee Ji-hoon, woke up from the darkness again.

It was a dungeon, dark, and he had been here for an unknown number of days.

Finding that he was still in this desperate place, he yelled again:

"Let me go, let me go! I'm not the one you want to lock up!"

"I want to see Zhong Jun!"

"Wang Yida, where are you, you come out for me!"

The shouts were heard in this low, damp and messy cell, but there was not the slightest echo.

It was as if absorbed by the surrounding cells and darkness.

And what is even more desperate is that it is raining.

The humidity in the air is so humid that you can't dissolve it, and it makes people wet all over.

Rain began to seep down from the top of the head, from all directions.

Slowly, from seepage to small streams.

Knee-deep rats swim in the water, and occasionally snakes emerge from nowhere.

After soaking in the water for a day and a night, Li Zhixun was about to collapse: "Who will save me...... Help me......"

Unfortunately, no one came to his rescue.

He seems to have been completely forgotten.

As an NPC thrown into a certain era by a certain system, he is just a vassal of a certain tool man.

And now, a tool man has completely become a tool man, and he has lost the value of use.

And the system that had been abandoned from beginning to end seemed to have no interest in looking back at him, and completely pulled him out of this whirlpool.

It's one thing to not know when the torture will end, but what makes Li Zhixun feel even more terrifying is ignorance.

He didn't know anything about this era, let alone what would happen next.

Some time ago, he could still hear Wang Yida's roar next door, but during this time, Wang Yida's voice also disappeared.

In modern society, he can no longer contact Wang Yida.

What happened to Wang Yida?

Was he executed by the emperor of the Ming Dynasty?

If people die in this era, will they die in modern times?

Otherwise, why did Wang Yida disappear?

It's not that Li Zhixun hasn't considered admitting it.

The so-called heart, in fact, is the simplest.

But in reality, he has already ridden the tiger.

The transaction with Wang Yida, as well as the act of helping Wang Yida launder money, can make him sit in prison in reality.

Not to mention, as the CEO of a Korean entertainment company, he can't wipe his shit clean.

If Wang Yida died, he was actually not particularly worried.

He was more worried that if Wang Yida was arrested, he would be confessed......

Li Zhixun has become accustomed to the life of fine clothes and food, and he can't imagine that he will be imprisoned and become a prisoner.

So what to do?

A dark, watery cell is definitely not a good place to think.

Even if he was already so miserable, things still developed in an even worse direction, after a certain thunder, there was a commotion outside, and then from the exit of the dungeon, the glimmer of oil lamp leaked out, disappeared.

When the last glimmer of light was gone, he stood dazed in knee-deep water, and there was darkness before his eyes, except for hearing and touch.

He could hear something swimming in the water, rats or snakes.

Something close to his ankle......

Slippery, cool ......

"Ah!!!" Li Zhixun woke up and jumped up from the bed, like a frightened little girl.

Beside him, one of his artists was also frightened and jumped up: "President, president, what's wrong with you?"

"Get out, get out!" Li Zhixun roared as he pointed out the door.

The female artist was driven out mercilessly while holding her clothes.

Listening to the door closing behind her, the female artist snorted and took a sip, "What the hell, the old lady's pants are still inside!"

She took out her mobile phone and called, "You come and pick me up, yes, in Panpo-dong...... Let's go eat the army pot together in the evening, damn it, don't mention it, it's like being bitten by a dog, and it's a mad dog......"

With that, she put on a T-shirt, tugged at the hem of the T-shirt, and walked barefoot to the elevator.

A little brother of the service staff in the serviced apartment glanced at her and quickly turned his head away, not daring to look more.

Working in this kind of place, I see a lot of similar things.

drove away its female artists, and Li Zhixun walked around the room irritablely.

Lee Ji-hoon is the president (CEO) of HSL, but he is not the chairman (chairman).

In the early days of HSL's establishment, HSL was in financial difficulties, and he received several financings, which made his stake in HSL only about 10%.

Although he has always held the position of president, the largest shareholders are several consortia belonging to South Korea, as well as some American capital.

At the end of the day, he's just a big worker.

And at this moment, he had to get ready to run.

But before we go...... He had to make a way out for himself.

He turned on the computer, found the company's account, and first bought a large amount of digital currency with a sum of money under his personal control.

Then he silently calculated his expenses.

It's not enough, this money is not enough for the rest of my life to buy a small island in the southern hemisphere for half my life......

I need more money.

First sell the shares in your hands, then find a way to embezzle some public funds, and then ......

He didn't want to work for those major shareholders for more than ten years in vain, and in the end, he cheapened them with his shares.

Li Zhixun pondered and meditated, what other money he could use.

Suddenly, he thought of several concerts in Southeast Asia, as well as the money that was supposed to help Wang Yida launder.

Plus that should be enough......

It's just that this money hasn't gone into the account he can control yet.

Li Zhixun secretly cheered himself up.

Wait, you'll be gone!

What Korean entertainment, what Korean Wave, you don't play anymore, you are going to be the emperor of the soil......

After making up his mind, Li Zhixun walked out of the room and heard the TV that he forgot to turn off last night was playing the news in the living room, and the volume was turned down.

Li Zhixun heard a faint sound, and hurriedly grabbed the remote control and turned up the volume.

"The world's largest offshore structure, the Sea Dragon Palace, has arrived in the Taiwan Strait after two days of sailing, and at present, the average speed of the Sea Dragon Palace is about 15 kilometers per hour and the speed of 8 knots. ”

"At present, the 'Sea Dragon Palace' is still 4,000 kilometers away from the destination Semarang performance venue, if you want to arrive at the performance venue before May 25, the current speed must be doubled, to 30 kilometers per hour, that is, 16 knots per hour, in order to arrive on May 25, this speed is already the speed of ordinary cargo ships, for the 'Sea Dragon Palace' is such a behemoth, it is an impossible speed. ”

"According to the current situation, it may be difficult for the 'Sea Dragon Palace' to catch up with the first tour. ”

Hearing this paragraph, Li Zhixun couldn't hold back anymore, and laughed wildly.

You also have today!

Can't catch up!

Aha!

This is probably the best news Li Zhixun has heard so far.

But this is not the end, Li Zhixun heard the news again: "We received an unfortunate news just now, according to the weather forecast, due to the influence of the new depression in the Pacific Ocean, the wind direction will change in the near future, from the north wind to the south wind, I am afraid that the 'Sea Dragon Palace' will face a headwind situation......

"Now on the Internet, many netizens are discussing whether the 'Dragon Palace on the Sea' can catch up with the performance, and many people who have already purchased tickets have begun to inquire whether they can refund their tickets......"

"Ahahaha......" Li Zhixun was in his living room, looking at the 100-inch TV, smiling like a stupid fork.

Gu Xiaobai, Gu Xiaobai, you also have today!

Good luck with headwinds every day!