In an inconspicuous café in Cheongdam-dong, Kwon Seok-ha sits calmly in a corner of the room, with a good view of the shop, and the wind and grass in the store are all in full view. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Since when have you been so wary of just having a cup of coffee?" Quan Shihe shook his head and smiled bitterly, feeling helpless about his occupational disease.

He was waiting for someone, waiting for someone he shouldn't have seen and had to see.

The brown beech door was pushed open, and with the crisp sound of wind chimes, a young man strode in, glanced around, and walked over with a smile on his face.

"Sorry for being late, uncle."

Park Junhyung said apologetically, sat down unceremoniously opposite Kwon Seok-ha, gave a few words to the waiter who came forward to greet him, and then looked at the calm Kwon Seok-ha.

"If I knew that my uncle liked to drink this, my little nephew would have sent some of them, and I happened to have some good coffee there." Park Junhyung was sitting precariously with a respectful expression, but a hint of contempt flashed in his narrow eyes from time to time.

Kwon Seok-ha didn't care, took a sip of the dark brown liquid, frowned and put the cup down.

"I don't like to drink this."

The waiter took the tray and turned back again, put down the cup, bowed and turned away. Park Joon-hyung smiled and picked up the cup, took a sip and put the cup down easily:

"Coffee is bitter if you don't like it, and I can't put it down if you like it, and I'm the latter."

"This thing is bitter and astringent, even if you drink it, it will only make your stomach suffer, why bother?" Kwon Seok-he said with a deep meaning.

"The first time I tried coffee, it was really hard to eat. But once you've gotten past the initial acclimatization phase, you'll be able to appreciate its aroma. Park Joon-hyung stirred the coffee calmly: "Its black appearance and bitter taste will make people daunted, but it can make people feel a hundred times more energetic." In fact, many things in the world are just like this coffee, which is bitter first and then sweet. ”

Quan Shihe took another sip from the cup, and nodded after tasting it carefully:

"You do have some truth in that. But ......" Kwon Seok-hae put down the cup and looked at Park Jun-hyung with a gloomy face: "Some things may not be possible, maybe you will be bitter when you eat it, and if you swallow it, your intestines will rot." ”

With these chilling words, Quan Shihe burst out with a depressing momentum.

Park Junhyung tugged at the corners of his mouth, and the smile on his face became more and more dry:

"Why did my uncle suddenly say such a shocking thing, the little nephew is timid and can't stand the frightening of the 'judge'."

Kwon Seok-ha's work as a spy and counter-espionage is mainly aimed at the north, but also some other countries. The men under him seem to be gentle, but they are actually vicious. Once it receives the news, it is like a hyena foraging in a group, cunning and cruel. Once the goal is determined, there is no one alive.

Not many people know about his department, but among the few who know the details, there is such a saying.

Kwon Seok-ha's hand has such a notebook, which records the list of people he has investigated or is about to investigate, and people call it the 'Book of Life and Death'. It means that if you get into that book, you will be more than lucky, and the right Shihe who is in charge of all this is called the 'judge'.

"Your courage is not small at all, I haven't settled accounts with you yet."

Kwon Seok-ha's old eyes opened and closed with a cold cold light, which stabbed Park Junhyung from the cold, and hurriedly explained:

"It was a misunderstanding, I didn't expect it to be like that. I have no grievances with Bao'er, how could I hurt her! ”

"Is it a misunderstanding that you know that the matter has passed, and I don't want to mention it again." Quan Shihe's hand under the table was clenched tightly, but his old face couldn't wave: "You should know the purpose of coming to you today, right?" ”

These few words made Park Junhyung regain some confidence and replied with a smile:

"I know, it's for Jung Sung-hyun."

Kwon Seok-ha nodded.

"This is the end of your affair with him, and I will no longer pursue Bao'er's matter."

"Uncle, what you said made me embarrassed."

Park Junhyung smiled arrogantly, with a hint of contempt in his eyes: "How dare we juniors worry about the affairs of our juniors." I had a little misunderstanding with Jung Sung-hyun, but the misunderstanding was not big. We can solve it by ourselves, and I really don't dare to bother my uncle. ”

"Smack~"

Quan Shihe put a stack of documents on the table: "You take these things back and look at them, and then give me an answer." ”

After saying that, Quan Shihe stopped talking nonsense, got up and was about to leave, and when he left, he turned around and added: "I didn't hand this over to the surnamed Ren, and I didn't investigate in-depth because I didn't want to make things bigger, which would not be beneficial to both parties." ”

Park Junhyung picked up the documents on the table suspiciously, and the thick stack of manuscript paper gave him a bad premonition. I opened it eagerly, and glanced at it, and my face changed greatly.

"It's ......!"

"You should know the weight of this thing. Again, I don't want to make a big deal out of it, otherwise we wouldn't be meeting here. ”

Kwon Seok-ha, condescendingly, looked at Park Jun-hyung, whose face was like earth:

"Bao'er likes Zheng Chengxian, if something happens to him, Bao'er will be very sad, and Bao'er will be sad that I, a father, will naturally not be happy."

Park Junhyung didn't seem to think that the air conditioning in the café was not big enough, so he reached out and tore open his neckline and wiped his head. There is no calmness and calmness at all, and there is panic in his eyes.

"I don't care what you had with Zheng Chengxian before, it's all over here. From now on, you will have nothing to do with each other. If you can do it, we can live peacefully for a few more years, otherwise ......"

At this point, Quan Shihe didn't say anything more, glanced at him coldly, turned around and brushed his sleeves away.

Park Junhyung sat there motionless as if he was petrified, his still handsome face full of horror and his eyes full of resentment.

On the other side, Jung Sung-hyun, who sparked the conversation, had no idea.

Less than a week after coming to the mountain town, I have hardly seen a sunny day. Even if he likes rainy weather, Jung Sung-hyun is a little unbearable. No wonder people say that the girls in the mountain city are smart, can they not be watery when they soak in the water all day long?

Standing outside the airport, looking at the coolly dressed and slender girls, swaying past in front of him, Zheng Chengxian scolded maliciously.

Bao'er came from Shanghai today, and he came to pick him up.

SM's family concert was successfully completed, and it is said that the concert hall was full of 100,000 people, and the cheers of the fans at the scene were like a landslide and a tsunami. The influence of Hallyu idols is already beginning to emerge.

If it is said that ten years ago, Lee Jung-hyun, Bae Yong-jun, and Han Ga-jin were the pioneers of Hallyu. Now, 10 years later, Young, SJ, and BIGBANG are the main forces.

Holding his mobile phone to browse the relevant reports of the concert, Jung Sung-hyun was more confident in his plans.

At this moment, a crisp cry with joy sounded beside him:

"Oba~!"

Zheng Chengxian turned his head, Bao'er was carrying a small sky blue suitcase, and looked at him with a smile. (To be continued.) )