Chapter 17 There are always many dissatisfactions (I) First, I ask for a monthly pass recommendation
Bang!
There was a loud noise, and the sound waves were pushed in all directions in the air, and under the fear of sudden collapse, the body secreted something, which stimulated the unprecedented lucidity of the mind, and the vision was somewhat distorted, and all eyes seemed to be concentrated in the center, seeing the flick of the bolt of the gun, seeing the flames bursting from the muzzle, seeing the smoke rising, and a yellow bullet casing withdrawing and slowly falling.
Dingββ
The moment the bullet casings collided with the ground and made a crisp sound, he suddenly came back to his senses, and saw a young man named Lance in the bright light, turning the muzzle of the gun, aiming it at the remaining two people who were constantly struggling, and pulling the trigger.
Bang!
Bang!
The flames flickered, and the muzzle of the gun continued to roar, rolling in the small room like thunder, and the ears buzzed, watching the young man shoot, and watching the three lives that had been alive a moment before, after three booms, they fell to the ground with a bang, splashing dust, and Bobo's blood poured out from under him.
The whole person is like falling into an ice cave!
"Gegegege......"
It was the sound of his teeth chattering, and he covered his mouth tightly, and the edges of his fingers felt two lines of warm liquid flow out of his eyes, and the fear oppressed him to the point that it was extremely difficult for him to breathe. But he didn't dare to let go, he was afraid that as soon as he let go, he would cry, and he was even more afraid that if he cried, the young man with the gun would aim the gun at him!
Shot down three people in a row, and the young man didn't blink an eyelid. He could even faintly hear someone outside the door whispering "Lance, this guy is finally playing normally, I was worried that he would shoot off again and let the ricochet get into his ass", and then the others laughed.
It seemed that the blood that flowed out, and the three bodies that struggled gently in pools of blood, were not as important as their companions could shoot well.
Indifferent and cruel, these terrible demons!
The smell of gunsmoke penetrated his nose, and he tried to cover his mouth, not daring to look up, only a faint pair of feet appeared in his low, hazy vision. Then came a pistol with a faint sheen, crouched in front of him.
"Are you scared?"
The man asked him, and his eyes twitched as he glanced at the other side lying in a pool of blood. The body convulsions are getting weaker and weaker for the threesome. Covering his mouth tightly, tears kept flowing down, trembling, only to nod vigorously.
The man patted him on the head. He seemed pleased with his reaction: "Tell me, what did you see today?"
He couldn't speak, shook his head again and again, tears splashing down his face, sprinkling the ground with dots of wet marks.
"Good!" the gun touched his face. The residual temperature burned him smartly, but more in his heart, he was terrified to the bone, and listened to the man with trepidation: "To be honest, you give in so easily, I am a little disappointed, this opportunity is I have won it with great difficulty, it may be the last time in my future life...... Not. It's a pity to say goodbye to such days, and I wish you could send more people over and let me have a good time...... Alas!"
Sighing, the man looked disappointed.
In his heart, he scolded madmen, perverts, and psychopaths. The nerves that were tensed by fear were about to break, and the heart was beating violently, reacting to the outside. It's a whimper that I can't hold back anymore.
Hearing him cry, the man seemed stunned for a moment. Immediately, he snorted and said with a smile: "I can't help but be scared...... Alas, forget it, you take him away!"
Two people came in from outside the door, and Rain, who was still crying silently, dragged him out of the door, and when he arrived at the door, in his hazy vision, he couldn't believe that he could actually escape, and saw the young man raise his hand: "Wait a minute!"
There was a thud.
Breathing for a moment, his eyes widened as he watched the figure of the other party slowly approach, almost as if the infinite darkness was also flooded at the same moment.
Teeth clenched, and before he was about to collapse with fear, a young man named Lance took out a pen and paper and handed it to him, still smiling: "I almost forgot, sign it!"
β¦β¦ Your mother......
Dare to say such a sentence in his heart, I don't know if it contains a prayer, or a curse, Rain felt that he had lost a trace of strength at the last moment, his legs were weak, and he was half-soft on the ground, and he couldn't suppress the cry that he had been trying to suppress.
Seeing the big star crying like a child, the two people who held him up looked at Lance with strange eyes.
Lance shrugged innocently.
β¦β¦
Looking back from the photo, Park Jinying closed his eyes and opened them again after a while: "I don't know what you mean by showing me this, I ......"
"Everyone just knows each other, there is no need to deny it. Ahn Junhyuk raised his hand to interrupt him, he looked at Park Zhenying, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be smiling: "You shouldn't know the way, they have the habit of making accounts, every money you send them is recorded in the account, although these people do poor work, but they are not stupid, in their status and the nature of the industry, they will generally leave something in their hands, so as not to cross the river and tear down the bridge in the future......"
The more Ahn Joon-hyuk said, the more ugly Park Jin-young's face became, "...... These idiots ......"
He didn't know whether the account book that An Junhyuk said existed, and he didn't dare to bet on the slightest possibility, if the so-called account book really existed and fell into Ahn Junhyuk's hands, as long as it was a little exposed to the outside world, it would be a heavy blow to JYP Company.
The public will condemn them for hiring gangsters to buy murder agencies, the Entertainers Guild will ban their artists, the three major television stations will refuse to provide them with the opportunity to appear on camera, and even the tax authorities will fall into the ground to check whether they have evaded taxes.
That could be the worst disaster for JYP, and even if it did, the entire company would have to go through some pain β and the consequences would be too severe.
Of course, he is not an honest person who believes what others say, and he is also wondering in his heart, since he has such a big handle, Ahn Junhyuk does not have to go to great lengths to coerce him here.
But that's just a little bit of confusion after all!
Closing his eyes slightly, taking a deep breath, Park Zhenying's attitude softened a lot, and finally admitted it for the first time: "Yes, these people are hired by me, what do you want?"
"Hehe, I just think that President Park needs to be notified of this matter, but you may have a little doubt, I think you should read the account book before talking. Although Park Jin-young didn't say it. But Ahn Jun-hyuk seemed to see through his heart, clapped his hands, and someone came over with a suitcase and placed it heavily on the table in front of him.
Enter your password and turn it on. suitcase in a small space. A thin pamphlet lay inside.
Park Jinying forcibly suppressed his excitement and was about to dizzy, and settled his mind before picking it up and gently opening it.
The ledger is scribbled. There are traces of alteration in some places, which are consistent with the identity of the underworld that records its owner, and the first part is a few names that have nothing to do with him, after a few quick pages. His name came into view.
It records the names of the people he entrusted to contact them, where the delegator met with them, how much he paid for the first transaction, and how much money he would get later.
One stroke at a time, clearly.
Park Jinying's face was pale, if there were doubts before, now the last trace of doubt has also dissipated.
Closing the ledger and putting it back in the suitcase, Park Jin-young lay back in his chair. I was a little weak for a while.
After a long silence, he spoke again, and in a short period of time, his voice became hoarse due to the violent conflict of emotions: "You, what are the conditions?"
Ahn Joon-hyuk smiled. The figure sat there a little lazily, with the right leg on the knee of the left leg, and the left hand supporting the slightly deviated side face, with a leisurely and calm attitude: "Cancel the interference inside the MBC." Then send Mr. Jung Ji Hoon to develop abroad, I don't want to see him again...... Of course. I'll give you a deadline to finish the commercials he took from me. β
"That's it?" Park Jin-young couldn't believe it, he didn't think Ahn Joon-hyuk would not know the meaning of this ledger to JYP, he was ready for the other party's lion to open his mouth, but he didn't expect the so-called conditions to be just like this?
For a while, surprise and doubt coexisted, and then I saw over there, Ahn Junhyuk spread his hands: "I said, I am a very reasonable person, how much loss you have caused me, I will recover the same interests, I will not do anything to cut off people's money, let Rain leave South Korea, I think it is enough to make up for my loss, the reason is as simple as that...... Well, the 2 billion won, I originally wanted to use it as medical expenses for Rain, but he didn't seem to accept my affection, so when he finishes filming the commercial, all the remuneration he earns will be paid to my account!"
What revenge could be more enjoyable than having your original opponent make money for you?
Even if the money he earned, he didn't care about it at all!
Park Jin-young's face twitched at Ahn Joon-hyuk's most disgusting condition, and he could almost imagine how humiliating and devastating this news would be to Ji-hoon, but he was powerless to refute it. Because such a loss is much smaller than he originally estimated, compared to that, the loss of Zhixun's interests alone is really insignificant.
As a company CEO, he first has to worry about the overall situation, followed by personal feelings.
After a while, he faced Ahn Jun Hyuk and nodded heavily: "Okay, I promise you!"
"Hehe!" Ahn Jun-hyuk stood up and stretched out a hand, "I wish us a happy cooperation!"
β¦β¦ I'm not happy at all......
Park Jin-young's eyelids twitched a few times, but he still had to show a fake smile and reached out to hold Ahn Joon-hyuk.
The moment he clasped his hands, he heard Ahn Junhyuk order: "Come here, burn the account book!"
This is inevitable, and Park Jinying didn't think about getting the account book in his hands, after all, he was not the only one who remembered it.
Next to the car that stopped in the distance, a young man heard Ahn Junhyuk's order, saw that a companion had passed, really picked up the account book, and burned it in front of the bright-eyed Park Jin-young, he couldn't help but feel a little depressed, and whispered to Cui Wensheng who was standing next to him: "Wensheng, Brother Junhyuk is really burning? This account book doesn't only have JYP, why don't you find a few more to blackmail?"
"Stupid!" Wen Sheng's lips moved, and his voice scolded him imperceptibly, and then he said softly with a strange face: "That account book is fake!"
"Huh?"
"Those gangsters know what bookkeeping, only JYP's data in the ledger is really tortured from their mouths, and the others are all random names and numbers, if you don't burn it, it will be easily debunked!"
The young man of "............" was speechless, looking into the distance, seeing that the account book was really burned, shaking hands with Ahn Jun-hyuk again, and even Park Jin-young, whose expression was much more sincere, couldn't help but feel a little sad for him.
Fool, you've been deceived!
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