The Blue House, the center of South Korea's political power, is home to successive South Korean presidents and ostensibly dominates the country's name.

Park Ji-sub, dressed in a suit, jumped off the van and looked at the still gloomy sky, he whistled. Some people really don't want to die, do you really think why he is so bold every time, just rely on it?

The name Citrine is no longer a simple writer, but the youngest writer in Korea and the most well-known. Whether it is in Europe, America or Asia, with his face, he can be unimpeded everywhere.

Of course, it's not that he's handsome, it's the value he represents!

The only person who can transport the Korean entertainment culture to Europe and the United States, the only person who can open the European and American entertainment industry market with his own ability, the most important thing is ...... He was only seventeen years old.

"Citrinexi, long time no see."

Park Ji-sub came to the door of the Blue House building alone, and a middle-aged man who was very kind came forward to greet him with a smile.

"Minister Zheng is polite." Park Ji-sub shook hands with the other party without humility or arrogance, and asked with a smile: "Call me here so urgently, does the country have any tasks for me?" ”

"What's the task!" Minister Zheng said with a smile: "It's just that some people can't sit still, even the president is alarmed, and it is a little difficult for the Ministry of Culture to do it." ”

"What's so bad?" Park Ji-sub asked pretending to be surprised.

"It's a bit complicated, but you also have to pay attention to how you can't even control the people in your own company." Minister Zheng said earnestly: "We have helped you suppress it on the public side, but the next thing is up to you to talk about it yourself." ”

The two went all the way to a reception room, and Park Ji-sub also knew what was going on.

After Hong Jiahui posted that post, the government directly sent someone to arrest this stupid woman. After some inquiry, I learned that the other party's so-called cousin was actually just a trainee of its CCM.

Although the government knows that Park Ji-sub is not clean, they need Park Ji-sub as a target to set an example for the countrymen. As long as Park Ji-sub still has zài influence, even if this guy is really scumbag, they will cover up the truth.

As a result, the first trial was questioned. Oh yes! This woman is all messing around. Immediately, the government understood that this matter was not simple, and reported it directly to the high-level. After an emergency meeting discussion, the government needed Park Ji-sub as a person, not his company, and decided not to meddle in this matter, but still sold a small favor......

That is the woman Hong Jiahui, who fell into the hands of Park Ji-sub.

When Park Ji-sub came out of the Blue House, the depression generated in the past few days disappeared in an instant. The government, for its part, must know who is behind it. But he didn't ask. This is a matter of the entertainment industry, so use the entertainment industry to solve it. If politics is involved, Park Ji-sub will be even more uncertain.

"Jinwa, do you know how to interrogate?" Park Ji-sub sat in the back of the car, tapped his fingers on his knees and asked, "The kind that can be tortured." ”

"I understand!"

Without waiting for Jinwa to answer, Iron Spear replied very coldly.

"Okay, we'll bail a woman out." Park Ji-sub smiled and said slowly with coldness: "What about that woman." Maybe I don't know much, but I need her to bite her master. Can it be done? ”

"It's okay to turn her into a dog." Iron Gun replied expressionlessly.

Park Ji-sub was happy, he really didn't expect this guy to have such a method, but he always had a cold face when he thought about it. He couldn't help but have a lot of bad thoughts in his head, maybe this guy was tortured!

Two hours later, in an empty house in the center of Seoul, this is where Park Ji-sub taught Jeon Hyo-sung to cook. But now it's like a hell on earth. The mottled bloodstains and the desperate plea for mercy make people feel like they are in hell.

Park Ji-sub stood in the living room with a pale face, feeling very sick to his stomach.

The Kim Wa next to him also had a strange look on his face, but he was more sad than Park Ji-sub's sense of weakness.

"Iron Gun, isn't this guy psychopathic?" Although it is very unkind to say so. But when Park Ji-sub thought of piercing a needle into the skin and picking out the meat one by one, he felt that ordinary people really couldn't do it.

"President, don't let the iron gun do this in the future." Jinwa smiled bitterly and said with a little sadness.

Park Ji-sub was stunned for a moment, nodded, and then felt his stomach roll and rushed into the toilet! He still couldn't hold back. That kind of bloody and blurry shot, I'm afraid it will take a long time to forget jì.

At the same time, a purge was carried out, and Hong Jiahui's cousin was also arrested and arrested on charges of hurting the reputation of others. However, it was not the police who captured her, but the security guards.

"Who the hell are you, I want to see my lawyer......"

Just when Park Ji-sub finished vomiting and walked out of the toilet with a weak face, he happened to bump into the 'cousin' in Hong Jiahui's mouth.

Suddenly, he felt like eating a fly, and he felt extremely disgusting, and at the same time sighed that this world is really coincidental, is this the so-called world correction? He pursed his lips and thought disapprovingly. It's no wonder he thinks so, because the woman in front of him is actually an actor Liu who is known as a 'troll'.

"President, Liu Huaying brought it, and she took a sum of money for preliminary interrogation, and the rest still need to be further interrogated."

A black-faced man pinched Liu Huaying's neck with one hand, and after making a military salute, he reported and said.

"Take her in, I'm sure she'll tell everything she knows." Park Ji-sub took a deep breath, he didn't have the guts to go to that small room again.

Liu Huaying's face turned pale and struggled violently, she knew that something was going on. It's just that compared to a few veterans, her little strength is like the resistance of chicks, and after entering the small room, a high-decibel scream is heard, followed by wails and begs for mercy.

"It's cheap enough, and it's stupid enough." Park Ji-sub pursed his lips and shook his head speechlessly.

Even the CEO of his own company dares to slander, the benefits are really so easy to take? Park Ji-sub rubbed his stomach and walked to the window, he was really tired after a few days, just as he sighed a few words, ready to adjust his mood and meet the next challenge, the mobile phone rang.

"Ji-yeon is gone."

When Park Ji-sub answered the phone, it was just such a simple sentence, but Park Ji-sub was directly stunned.

"The security guard at the door saw her go out, and now we're looking for her, Ji-sub...... I'm sorry. Kim Tae-hee's crying voice came again.

Park Ji-sub pinched himself, then patted his face, then closed his eyes and shook his head, and said in an unusually calm tone, "I know." (To be continued.) )

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