On June 7th, the Dream Concert opened! At the Jamsil Stadium in Seoul, the crowd of black people waited outside, spreading from the stadium to the road, and you could see it at a glance! It's crowded, like an ocean, and it's still floating.

Interestingly, though, these people are distinctly separated, each in a messy group chatting and farting with each other. However, it is more about pointing fingers at other groups, and the more direct one is to look at each other coldly.

For example, in the corner of the sea of people, a small group of men and women with pink support sticks in their hands, basically everyone looked at them with mockery, disdain, and even hatred. Among them, the royal blue group is the leader, and they are next to the pink group! All kinds of cynicism can be heard in the noisy scene.

And the people of the pink group can only clench their fists and show ignorance. On this occasion, it is the artist who pays for the conflict, and it is also in this situation of disadvantage in numbers. When the conflict is over, they will definitely be the ones who bear the blame.

On the other side, a large group of small white swords and shields of various shapes mingled with each other, and they confronted a group of people wearing pearl-red support sweatshirts with pearl-red support hand-shields in their hands.

"Death, is Uncle Cat really not coming?"

A tall, sideways man raised his eyebrows and looked at the pearl red camp opposite, then turned to the young man behind him who was handing out the supplies.

"Still, Uncle Mao is the president, not an unemployed vagrant like us." The man known as Death glanced at the group across from him and sneered, "There are really enough idiots that S.M has cultivated. ”

"Hey, are you scolding ourselves?" The face that still looked a little fierce was speechless and said.

"I just admire Citrine, and the fans make money." Death looked at the men and women who had received the aid and left happily and said, "After my father gives me money to start a business in the future, these are all potential customers." ”

"You rich second generation is really jealous." Still disdainful.

"What's the matter, hey! Uncle Cat hasn't come yet. "A man who looked to be eighteen or nineteen years old wore a cap embroidered with Citrine. He walked over and said with a relaxed expression.

"Extravagantly, you're here too." Still shouted dumbfounded.

"It's a big battle this time, and it's a pity to watch it on TV." Extravagant hope said: "Uncle Yuan is also here, but he didn't come forward!" ”

"So...... Didn't Uncle Cat come? Death squinted and said: "According to the information given by Uncle Mao, the fairy queen and the goblin have already been in contact with the affair, what to do when the time comes!" You've been informed, right? ”

"The various management is already in place. Just wait for the opening. Still laughing, he said, "I'm curious what Citrine himself would do." ”

"It's either to be a legend or ...... Fall into dust. Extravagant grinned, looked up at the gymnasium in front of him, and shouted, "Maybe in a few years, it will be mentioned tonight, and we will become legends!" ”

"You just talk nonsense, go and calm down your group of brainless little girls, don't make any trouble at that time." Death said with disdain on his face.

Extravagant 'Hehe' smiled, and his eyes turned to the pink camp in the corner! After looking at it for a while. Then he turned around and ran towards the gathering area of a group of girls. He is very good at pleasing girls, so he became the manager of this group of girls' fans. Citrine.P regularly sends people to contact their management, and Citrine himself has met with them online.

It is said that after this concert, Citrine will treat them to dinner......

On the other side, in the waiting room in the gymnasium, Park Ji-sub was wearing a black and white suit. Close your eyes and sit in a chair for a nap. Next to him, Jin Wa and Iron Spear stood motionless on either side. The contrast between the quiet standby room and the hustle and bustle outside creates an eerie picture.

"Is the security all done?"

After a long time, Park Ji-sub opened his eyes, pinched his fingers and asked slowly.

"Huang Zhengzhe arranged all of them." Iron Spear replied scrupulously.

Park Ji-sub nodded, and suddenly the bell rang, and the baby-faced boy answered the phone! After a few 'um' sounds, he put down his phone with a sneer. Not for a while. Wu Xijie gasped and rushed in, looking anxious and asked, "All the company's funds have been withdrawn, president!" Is it your order? ”

"Well, it's my order." Park Ji-sub nodded calmly and said.

"Can you tell me why, the people down there are all in chaos." A look of embarrassment flashed across Wu Xijie's face. Then he asked carefully.

"Wait five hours for Xu Junxiu and Tang Bin to calm down." Park Ji-sub waved his hand and said, "It's going to be fun tonight, just let them wait with peace of mind." ”

Wu Xijie was stunned for a moment, and then nodded! I owe and leave the room.

Three minutes after Wu Xijie left, the knock on the door sounded again, and then Li Juli consciously pushed the door in! The girl walked up to Park Ji-sub and pulled a chair and sat down, looking at each other quietly.

"It's just a money deal, after this time! None of them have anything to do with each other. ”

Park Ji-sub sighed, turned his head to look at the girl's quiet side face and said calmly.

Li Juli pursed her lips, turned her head sideways, and snorted lightly. Park Ji-sub smiled bitterly and motioned for Kim Wa and the iron gun to go out, until the sound of the door was closed, he got up and walked behind the girl's back, put his hands on the other's shoulders and said softly: "If you want to rise in this country, it is impossible not to deal with them." ”

"It's a political donation, and if it's investigated, you only have two options! One is to leave South Korea, and the other is to go to jail. Li Juli said sharply: "If you want to participate in politics, just let my father do it for you, aren't you looking for death yourself." ”

"Slave, I'm not involved in politics!" Park Ji-sub lowered his head and whispered into the girl's ear, "I'm doing these things in the name of CJ." ”

“CJ？” Li Juli's expression changed slightly, and then her eyes widened, and she asked in surprise: "Are you ......?"

"After this time, I'm afraid I will be suppressed." Park Ji-sub sighed and said, "If you steal someone's things, you have to pay them back!" ”

Li Juli turned her head to look at Park Ji-sub with a nervous face, she has a detailed report on the company's capital flow! Park Ji-sub didn't hide it either. And abroad, Citrine.P has a long-term relationship with CJEM's Minister Lee Tae-ran, and there are also huge money deals. If Park Ji-sub is saying in the name of CJ, then he will be the winner tonight, but after that......

"The ending is already doomed, and next year will be a little difficult, but ...... I finally don't have to look at people's faces anymore. Park Ji-sub stood up and said with a relaxed expression: "The game has been completed, just send the actors to battle!" (To be continued.) )

PS: Shruggy~