"And then you guys got into a fight?, right in the stairway?" asked Park Jin-young, staring at Park Jae-beom, who had a blue nose and swollen face in front of him, in disbelief.

"Hey. Park Jae-bum smiled and nodded. "A very good person, it's like grabbing turf in American hip-hop, he didn't say anything when he finished playing, he really has an American style, it seems that he used to play baseball and grab turf. ”

"Are you still smiling, and you're a very good person?" Park Jin-young was a little difficult to understand the way of thinking of the person in front of him. "You are about to make your debut in a fight with a senior who has debuted for almost ten years at the staircase of your company, do you know what it means? ”

"Don't worry, teacher. Park Jae-bum replied casually. "He's not going to do that. ”

"How do you know?" Park Zhenying waved his hand in the air angrily, and then directly took out his mobile phone and called, but Jin Zhongming over there didn't answer the phone at all, which made him even more nervous, so this time he sprinkled his anger on Yu Zeyan, who was a notch lower in his heart. "And you, why don't you pull away?"

"Not only did he not pull away, but he also didn't help!" Park Jae-bum also accused. "How can there be a brother like you? I was so excited because we have two people, okay? Can you not help me fight today, will you change hands and stab me next time?"

"You give me a quiet moment!" Park Jin-young roared angrily, and then began a long and tirade education, no way, Park Jae-bum was his most valued male disciple. Just like Kwon Ji Ryong is to Yang Hyun Suk. And it's different from Yang Hyun-suk's seriousness and sticky and slow chrysanthemum temperament. He's really a bit doting.

"Teacher, phone. Suddenly, Park Jae-bum found a reason to stop Park Jin-young's words.

"I'll tell you later. Park Jin-young saw that it was another person, Kim Jong-myung, and immediately stopped the lesson, and then turned to answer the phone, but he walked back less than thirty seconds later.

"Teacher, then, what did he say?" Park Jae-beom asked curiously, just now Park Jin-young's spittle star smashed him on, so he also saw the caller on it.

"He said he had just been driving. It's inconvenient to pick up the mobile phone, and then after parking the car, I called it, let me not think about it, and said that it was very pleasant to communicate with you, and the previous unpleasantness became pleasant. Park Jin-young said while feeling very awkward. "He's just as wrong with you as you are?"

"American style, you don't understand, teacher. Park Jae-bum replied with a smile, but the smile made his brow bones ache, and then the face immediately became more ugly than crying.

"That's not right. Park Jin-young continued to talk strangely to himself. "He's never been so polite to me before. ”

There is no need for Park Jin-young to continue to care or pay attention to it, so it is okay to be polite and polite like an ordinary person, this is what Kim Jong-ming thought when he hung up the phone. Today's Park Jinying makes him look down on and despise him very much, and it is precisely because of this. He decided to keep his distance and be polite to this person in the future. You know, Lu Xun said that it is not full contempt to express contempt for someone, but silence is the highest contempt - the highest contempt is speechlessness, and he does not even turn his eyes. And Kim Jong Mingci's attitude is exactly like this, just treat you as a random passer-by on the side of the road, anyway, he is so polite and calm to ordinary passers-by.

However, Jin Zhongming was immediately slapped in the face by his own thoughts, because a passer-by who came by on a bicycle not far away immediately made him angry!

Well, anyone who stops their car and is hit by a person on a bicycle is probably in a bad mood, but if the person who hit your car is actually a person who has hit you before, it will be a little more unhappy, but the most unbearable thing is that this person is actually preparing to hit and run!

The situation at that time was like this, you know, Jin Zhongming has never called while driving since he was woken up by Xu Xian two days after buying a car, so he was rushing from JYP company to his company in order to return the call, so he turned the car directly into a wide alley with a parking space here. Well, it's noon anyway, and there's no one using it at this time, so it shouldn't be anything for him to borrow this vacant parking space that doesn't know which company belongs nearby, and it's not illegal to get out of the car and make a phone call to take the opportunity to breathe fresh air.

But just when Jin Zhongming got out of the car and made a phone call and was about to go back, a bicycle that was impressive to him drove crookedly and directly from the opposite side, and then suddenly rubbed his modern car and fell on the back door, and even a large number of snacks such as chocolates, high-end dried fruits, and biscuits that they bought were immediately scattered on the ground, and all of this was really seen by Jin Zhongming, who was standing behind the telephone pole of the next car. Well, this perspective is very coincidental, behind the telephone pole is a smaller alley sticking in, and Kim Jong-myung is talking to Park Jin-young on the phone in that secluded place. So when he saw that the two acquaintances who caused the accident were a little panicked, he took half a step back out of consideration for watching the play, and then naturally heard the following magical conversation.

"Sister Baolan, did you bring any money? We scratched other people's cars, and we also crushed other people's car doors into a mess. The main perpetrator, Park Ji-yeon, who broke up Kim Jong-myung's bag of nuts on a bicycle, still showed her excellent bicycle accident potential this time.

"I brought money, but wasn't it Zhiyan who hit you?" Quan Baolan hurriedly protected the wallet on his waist.

"If it weren't for Sister Baolan, you insisted on buying so many things, with my skills, you wouldn't have caused such a disaster!" Park Ji-yeon accused indignantly. "The main responsibility is on you, sister, okay?"

"Yes, is it?" Quan Baolan immediately panicked, and directly took out her wallet, but she immediately panicked. "There is definitely not enough money, we buy too many things!"

"Why do you want to buy so much?" asked Park Ji-yeon, puzzled.

"Didn't you say that if you want to welcome people, you have to show your sincerity as much as possible?" asked Quan Baolan angrily.

"So what now?" Park Ji-yeon immediately panicked.

"Why don't we run!" Quan Baolan was the first to propose a hit-and-run, and at this time, Jin Zhongming, who was standing behind the telephone pole that they couldn't see from their perspective, already had some twitches at the corners of his mouth.

"It's not good to run, right?" Park Ji-yeon's performance at this time is still quite conscientious. "Let's honestly admit our mistakes, and then ask Sister Enjing and them to pool the money to come and ransom us. ”

"However, there is no monitoring here, and the owner of the car does not seem to be there. Quan Baolan's eyes flashed and he replied. "Why don't we write down the license plate and go back?"

Jin Zhongming lowered his head and kicked the pebble under his feet, ready to stand up to show his generosity and generosity, and say hello by the way. However, the plot took place within five seconds of a god reversal that left him speechless and angry!

"Mark the license plate!" Park Ji-yeon nodded in agreement, and then she took a few steps back and turned her head to read the license plate. "14, wait a minute, Sister Baolan, I really want to know whose car it is?"

Jin Zhongming stopped in surprise.

Of course, Quan Baolan was also surprised: "What are you kidding? This car is all over the streets of Seoul, how can you remember it?"

"I remember this license plate. Park Ji-yeon replied affirmatively. "I still have it on my phone, you see, this is it. ”

Kim Jong-ming frowned, he was shocked that Park Ji-yeon, a little dinosaur that ate food, would be careful enough to write down his license plate number, and at the same time, he was also curious about how the two would react.

"Are you sure it's that person?" asked Quan Baolan in surprise. "It seems that his car is indeed like this, we paid close attention to it when we sent Zhaoyan over last time, but doesn't he make a lot of money?

"Yes, I heard that he made five billion, but this car is indeed his. Park Ji-yeon said that Kim Jong-myung has been on fire recently and can no longer be on fire, in fact, Kim Jong-ming can hear this number wherever he goes, the economic crisis has become like this in recent years, and those who make movies are even more lost, so far it is a "Chaser" at the beginning of this year, and then "I Love You" in the middle of the year is a big money-making movie, so the media are scrambling to report, and at the same time discuss the topic of how much money Kim Jong-ming can donate this year.

Well, this is also the Korean version of forced donations.

"That's easy to do!" Quan Baolan thought for a moment and slapped his face excitedly.

"yes. Across a wall and a telephone pole, Kim Jong-myung could feel Park Ji-yeon's excitement at the moment. "Sister Baolan, he is not short of money, I'm afraid he doesn't care about this maintenance fee, right?"

"That's what I said!" Quan Baolan was already accompanied by the sound of plastic bags when he spoke again, and it seemed that he was sorting out the snacks scattered on the ground.

"Plus there's no monitoring here, and others don't know where to go, Sister Baolan, let's pack up our things and leave quickly!" Park Ji-yeon's words made Kim Jong-ming feel that the corners of his swollen eyes hurt again.

"That's what I meant. Quanbaolan's voice sounded again. "Hurry up and pack up your snacks, we won't have such a thing when we go back!"

Jin Zhongming covered his face, he didn't know what kind of expression he should put on at this time, but it was certain to grit his teeth, because he could clearly hear the sound of his teeth rubbing.

"Let's go!" Jeon Baolan's voice came again, then Park Ji-yeon's voice of promise, the sound of plastic bags, and finally the sound of the bicycle starting.

However, although the green tendons on Jin Zhongming's angry head were already jumping suddenly, he didn't move half a step, and he couldn't run the monk to the temple, he promised to find someone to send the two perpetrators back to him!

Well, but God didn't give him a chance, because at this time, with two exclamations, a bicycle that had just turned into the alley where Jin Zhongming was standing crashed straight into him!

Jin Zhongming's thoughts turned quickly, and almost instantly, he had a lot of ideas.

The first thought, am I making a mistake with Park Ji-yeon on a bicycle?!

The second thought, ah, they wanted to pass through the alley behind me!

The third thought, Lao Tzu's foot hurts so much! )