The second hand of time, ticking forward.

Sun Shaoye came to Christmas 2013 in Taylor's singing, Zheng Xiujing ushered in Christmas 2013 in her sleep, Taylor Swift ushered in Christmas 2013 on the plane to the United States, and Jessica ushered in Christmas 2013 in her play with her sisters.

When the first rays of morning light crossed the horizon and shot straight into this Korean-style building with the style of the Joseon Dynasty, Sun Shaoye walked from his sleep.

As usual, after getting up, Sun Shaoye ran two or three laps along this hanok as usual.

After taking a bath, Sun Shaoye sat at the dining table in the restaurant and ate quietly.

It's been almost a year since he came to South Korea, and Sun Shaoye doesn't have the previous rejection of Korean food. I was eating hot rice, drinking kombu soup that tasted okay, and reading the newspaper that had just been delivered today.

If he didn't know that Sun Shaoye was a serious foreigner, Zhang Zhihao, who looked at his figure, would definitely regard him as a very ordinary Korean young man.

"Good morning," Zhang Zhihao said to Sun Shaoye with a smile, pulling out the chair.

"Good morning, uncle."

After folding the newspaper in his hand, Sun Shaoye handed it over.

Reading the newspaper in the morning will give you a better idea of what's going on in the world while you're sleeping. This is the truth that Sun Shaoye's grandfather's friend told him when he watched him grow up. At the same time, reading the newspaper in the morning has also taught Sun Shaoye's habit.

"The TV series you acted in is really hot now." Drinking the kelp soup in the bowl, Zhang Zhihao said with a smile: "In the company, the most private chats I hear are Do Minjun and Qian Songyi." ”

"Really?" Sun Shaoye smiled a little embarrassedly.

"Yes, even when I chatted with a few old brothers, they said that their women and grandchildren were obsessed with Professor Du," Zhang Zhihao put the newspaper aside, looked at Sun Shaoye calmly and said, "Speaking of which, you have to give your uncle-in-law a few signed photos." I can use it as a year-end bonus for the employees of the company. ”

"Of course it's fine." Pick up the cup with water poured over it. Sun Shaoye looked at Zhang Zhihao and said.

"That's good," waved his hand, and after the nanny and aunt went down, Zhang Zhihao said to Sun Shaoye: "What happened last time." Uncle, I want to thank you very much. If it's not for you......"

"Uncle-in-law......" Sun Shaoye interrupted Zhang Zhihao's words in a loud voice. said with a smile: "That's because my uncle has leadership decisions, and my cousins have a long-term vision, isn't it?" ”

Sun Shaoye's sly eyes. Zhang Zhihao, who watched it, was full of appreciation, looking at his grandson, if Sun Shaoye's talent was there, wouldn't his Pohang Iron and Steel develop even stronger!

"yes, it's better for us to be young......"

…………

Hong Kong, an hour ahead of South Korea, when Sun Shaoye was still having breakfast with Zhang Zhihao, the streets of Hong Kong had become bustling.

In a company in Central, a man with gray hair and a haggard face looked at the empty company with lifeless eyes.

"It's gone, it's gone, there's nothing......"

There was a bad smell of cigarettes and alcohol mixed together, and if it weren't for the photos of the man when he was in high spirits on the desk, who would have thought that this man who looked like an old man in his fifties and sixties would be in his early thirties.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

There was a knock on the office door, and before the man could answer, the person outside the door pushed the door straight in.

Mr. Kwon ...... Hmmm......"

The man in the blue prosecutor's uniform, and the man who walked in after him, covered his nose in unison after smelling the smell of the house.

This man, who is called Mr. Quan, can vaguely see his original face the moment he looks up.

Quan Ning patted the cigarette ash on his clothes, stood up from the ground, and said with a haggard face: "I am, what are you looking for me?" ”

He took out a piece of paper from the briefcase he was carrying, and the man in the blue prosecutor's uniform put it in front of Quan Ningyi and said: "Mr. Quan Ningyi, after reporting and investigation, we believe that you committed commercial fraud when you were the president of CCP Company, so please go back with me and conduct an investigation." ”

After the blue-uniformed prosecutor finished speaking, several other people in civilian clothes came over and showed him an arrest warrant.

"Mr. Quan Ningyi, we are a serious crime team, and you were arrested for beating someone in a coma in the morning. You have the right to remain silent, but what you say will be evidence in court. ”

"Hahahaha......"

At eight o'clock in the morning on December 25, Quan Ningyi finally received a gift from Sun Shaoye. Just as Sun Shaoye had said to Zheng's father at the beginning, Quan Ningyi fell from the high pyramid. Not only lost the enterprise, but also lost the social status.

At the moment when Quan Ningyi was taken away by the police and prosecutors, under the economic attack of Poseidon, the CCP company, which had long been unable to hold on, instantly lost the courage to resist. It is like a devastating army.

When the market opened that morning, CCP declared bankruptcy.

The moment this news was announced, it did not have any impact on the entire financial enterprises in Hong Kong, on the contrary, it caused a big storm in the entertainment industry.

Fortunately, Jessica has long drawn a line with Quan Ningyi, otherwise she would have been the hardest hit in this scandal.

It's just that the fall of Kwon Yong-il also forced Jessica's fashion career plan to be interrupted. However, family is more important than career.

…………

After breakfast, two foxes, one big and one small, drove in different directions in their respective cars.

Zhang Zhihao, who was sitting in the back row, closed his eyes and recuperated, seemed to have thought of something and suddenly opened his eyes.

"Secretary Jiang, I remember that we are in Cheongdam-dong, Myeong-dong and Hongda, and there are still three billboards that are still empty for the time being, right?"

Secretary Jiang, who was sitting in the passenger seat, hurriedly turned around after hearing the boss's words and said respectfully, "Yes, President." ”

With his eyes closed and his fingers tapped on the seat, Zhang Zhihao continued: "Wait for the little young master's birthday, on those three billboards, celebrate the little guy." ”

Hearing the president's words, Secretary Jiang paused for a moment, and then said, "I know." ”

"Gotta make it look good."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Zhihao closed his eyes and continued to close his eyes to recuperate. (To be continued.) )