and Lin Weiran are not enemies, but they don't see each other right, I believe that both of them know it, Zheng Daozhun withdrew his left hand, and his eyes looked at the convenience store with a plaque through the windshield in front of the car, Pei Rongguang's incident still makes him haunted to this day, and his declaration of conscience to protect himself before being imprisoned has not set off any storms under the suppression of many parties, to say that this low-level loan shark chaebol is still a little smart, and when he realizes that the situation is wrong, he will immediately stop being cannon fodder for the 'special economic law'.

The new official took office to have those three fires, it was not an election year, no one would pull out the prey to sacrifice the flag at this time, the 'special economic law' is the core of the image construction of the party headquarters with the slogan of 'pro-common people and a just society', when Pei Rongguang was imprisoned, this plan was only just perfected.

It's not accurate to say that it is a bandit's self-respect, but Pei Rongguang, a 'bandit', has to be used on the blade, this guy wanted to use Xinhan's successful bleaching to let others take the limelight, but he was sent to prison by Lin Weiran in advance.

Zheng Daozhun withdrew his gaze and looked at Lin Weiran, unable to understand how this Chinese had entered the eyes of the chief, and even paid special attention to the 'small conflict' that this Chinese and Shen Zhihao had recently quarreled, and he also couldn't understand whether Lin Weiran or Shen Zhihao was so ignorant of life and death, and everyone knew that the Incheon expansion plan that had been shelved for several years by the National Assembly because of the policy of checking and balancing the chaebol was carried out, and the selection of the expansion committee was completely deadlocked.

is not very old, has not been in business for a long time, and the movement is really not small.

Seeing that Lin Weiran was still expressionless, Zheng Daozhun frowned slightly, "Chairman Jin has given the chief a step when he sees you this time, and it doesn't matter if you make a small fuss." Influenced the big ......"

You guys?

Lin Weiran interrupted and asked, "Who else besides me?" ”

Jeong frowned even deeper. "Shen Zhihao."

Lin Weiran chuckled, "I really haven't met this Professor Shen yet. I didn't expect the first meeting to be such an occasion...... Come to think of it, it didn't end well with him. ”

Zheng Daozhun warned him: "I don't know how to restrain myself to this extent, you are really ......"

“…… Act recklessly? Lin Weiran answered, still with a smile on his face, "The person who can sit as the chairman of the extraordinary countermeasures committee must understand the reason, and I am a passive party from beginning to end of this matter, and I am not the first to expose the Incheon expansion plan, I believe that the chief must have been aware of this aspect for a long time, and I know that I am an innocent victim at all." ”

Zheng Daozhun's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and he snorted heavily. To look away, close the window.

"Does Adjutant Zheng feel that he has always been able to figure out what the chief thinks?"

Half of the windows were closed and came to an abrupt stop.

"Actually, what the chief thinks is not so complicated."

There was no movement in the car next to him, and I don't know if this sentence made Zheng Dao, who had been an assistant official for decades, enlightened, and did not wait long, the window was completely closed, and the car slowly drove away, without saying hello, it seems that Lin Weiran can't get out of tonight's predicament, and he should also feel that he, a Chinese, has the limit of stirring up such a small wave in South Korean politics. What is politics? Politics is the rejection of the rationality of the moral personality, even if the chief is interested in the Chinese. Tonight he entered the door, and when he came out again, he was no one.

Finally there was no one around, Lin Weiran rubbed her face, and then picked up her phone again. First informed Khmer Medicine of the cancellation of his meeting in Incheon and asked him to continue to stare at Tarzan's Tokyo, and then informed Lim Yoon-a. The trip to Japan was completely canceled.

After all, he is not alone, and Lin Weiran will always personally comfort Lin Yun'er's worries when necessary. Her career in Japan is booming, and the long separation between the two places seems to be no problem for them. Lin Weiran was glad that there had been fewer gatherings and more departures in recent months, after all, things had developed to this extent, and it was difficult to guarantee that there was nothing to be done.

The call was not long, and the sudden cancellation of the Japanese reunion made Lin Yun'er a little unhappy, probably hearing Lin Weiran's tired tone, she took the initiative to hang up the phone before the sweet words began. Lin Weiran, who saved her tongue, did not let go of this breath, and just thought about waiting for her to come back from Japan to talk about these things, of course, it is certain that the good news is not reported, and the story may not make her feel tall, and it is sure that she can rest assured when she is relaxed.

Called the people outside to come back, Lin Weiran was also a little tired, it was hard to imagine what the situation would be when he had to face the old fox next, he couldn't be without energy, Lin Weiran didn't doze off during the long drive, and waited for the young assistant next to him to buy coffee and come back, smelling the strong fragrance, Lin Weiran came up sleepy for no reason.

Is it okay to put that Jin Wuxing pigeon?

The answer is self-explanatory.

endured the bitter taste and drank the coffee, drinking it for no reason to think of Park Ji-yeon, and I don't know if the little girl has any experience in the study of food, and when she has another sweetheart, she can follow to learn from it.

"President, do you really need me to come along?"

The young assistant's words interrupted Lin Weiran's imagination in a trance, glanced at the young man, and only saw the eagerness on his face, Lin Weiran shook his head slowly, but had a good temper, "Go back and rest early, in a few days, you just want to rest." ”

"President, we have been watching you for the past few days, how can we want to rest."

Lin Weiran laughed, on a whim, and said, "If you have Xinhan shares in your hand, throw them away as soon as possible." ”

The young assistant was about to have a harmonious and friendly conversation, but when he suddenly talked about the stock market, he was naturally confused.

Lin Weiran didn't reveal too much, just looked out the car window and muttered: "Otherwise, stay in your hands, even if it falls to the price of cabbage, you must keep it in your hands." ”

The price of cabbage?

Nowadays, Korean cabbage is not cheap.

The young assistant is conflicted in his heart along the way, I don't know whether to enter the market now, or just watch from the sidelines like now, the bloody wind on the stock market is too scary, and rumors of getting rich overnight and bankrupting overnight among Koreans who are keen on investment are not uncommon, and my heart is like a cat scratching an itch, because Lin Weiran closed his eyes again, and the young assistant still didn't dare to open that mouth.

When he arrived near Samseong-dong and put people down, Lin Weiran went straight to Bukchon, and he had heard of the so-called rich class, but Lin Weiran knew that there was no Lee Kun-hee, the head of South Korea's largest chaebol, on the list of residents of Bukchon. The car drove into the alley, the speed slowed down, and the eyes were full of antique, such a house should be the sky-high price of Beijing courtyard houses compared to China, and the social status was a little worse, so I couldn't afford to enjoy this nostalgic atmosphere.

Before getting out of the car, Lin Weiran suddenly remembered the mansion entrenched in Longshan, I don't know if Han Mourning, who is already dying, also wants to go to Beicun to recruit people before he dies.

In the end, I haven't had much rest for almost a week, coffee can refresh me, but it can't stop Lin Weiran's spirit from being sluggish, and I don't know if it's good or bad to meet the old fox in such a state, in fact, being called here today really surprised Lin Weiran. For decades, some people who have dominated South Korean politics dare to play with the beard of this tiger, and they can't die immediately and can't die again? was called to the fact that so many people gave up all their net worth to the mansion that they couldn't enter, Lin Weiran didn't think that this was a blessing in disguise, but could only think that this was to salute first and then soldier.

What do you want to come, the car turned a corner, Lin Weiran saw two people standing at the door not far away, when they got out of the car and walked up, the two of them didn't do anything, and slowly came over a few steps to greet each other, one of them looked kind and kind, with a kind smile on his face, not to say, he also took the lead in giving a somewhat humble title, Song Steward, as for the other Lin Weiran naturally recognized, although it was the first time they met, but the current development of the situation was jointly promoted by this person and himself.

When the enemies saw each other, their eyes were red, but Shen Zhihao was hot with a shaved head, Lin Weiran didn't regard him as an enemy at all, he didn't say anything if he didn't speculate, and after a brief introduction to each other, the three of them walked into the mansion together, and the three of them didn't say a word all the way through the front yard to the door of the main house, and when they arrived outside the door, Steward Song just told them to wait outside, and then they entered the house alone, and they didn't come out for a long time.

The evening breeze blew through the suit after a while, Seoul in October has already revealed the grandeur of the harsh winter, Lin Weiran standing outside the door is not as straight as Shen Zhihao's benchmark, once the energy is exhausted, it is estimated that no one has that spirit. When Lin Weiran didn't look good at the beginning, Shen Zhihao was still gloating in his heart, slandering this young man for not knowing what to do, but after all, he had to suffer from his age, and he would not be able to bear it after a while.

"This Chairman Kim is from the teachers' union?"

There were just the two of them in the entire courtyard, and Shen Zhihao also knew who was speaking, but he couldn't help but take a look, wondering what could make the young man so presumptuous.

"Students fight, the teacher comes out to mediate the punishment station, do you have to punish you later?"

Lin Weiran folded her arms and looked at Shen Zhihao, smiling, giving people the feeling of kindness. On the contrary, Shen Zhihao frowned, wondering if this young man was crazy and stupid, or if he had forgotten where he was.

Before he could say a word to remind, the door of the main house suddenly opened, and Steward Song, who was born as an assistant officer, walked out of the door, came to the two of them, and stood on the platform, naturally a cut higher.

"The chairman said that since the two of you are going to stand and wait, then please go back."

These words were like a cold wind in the depths of winter, Shen Zhihao shook his lips, and his face was pale. In contrast, Lin Weiran was just stunned for a moment, and then smiled more and more heartily, from the bottom of his heart, more than the kind eyebrows and kind eyes of Steward Song.

He glanced at Shen Zhihao, happened to look at each other, with a smile on his face, nodded as a greeting, and then turned straight away, and after a while, he went out of the courtyard and disappeared, leaving only Shen Zhihao alone.

Shen Zhihao looked at Steward Song, and Steward Song, who was still standing on the steps, also looked at him, the kindness in his smile was still there, but his eyes made Shen Zhihao's heart fall little by little, and finally reached the bottom, and the whole person completely lost the spirit of a professor.

Steward Song turned around, but Shen Zhihao still couldn't step away from those legs, and his knees bent even more slightly. (To be continued......)