But seeing that Li Min was really driven away, Yun'er began to worry again, how painful should it be for her father to slap him twice, and his voice was so loud?

"What's that look on your face? Distressed? Feeling sorry for that kid? Father Lin closed the door, looked back and saw Yun'er's expression, and snorted.

"No, no." Yuna said with a snort. But listening to the tone, everyone knows that the Tao is the exact opposite.

"Even Abba wants to hide it? You think I can't see that you're sloppy with that stinky boy just now? Tell me, what the hell did he do, did he split his legs? Slap him twice Zhilu Dao is distressed, you let him say it, I will break his legs! Father Lin was still angry, picked up the wine glass on the table, and dried it directly.

"Abba, there really isn't...... He's, he's very nice to me. Hearing her father say this, Yun'er's heart was very sour, but in order to make Li Min leave a better impression in her father's heart, Yun'er still endured it and didn't show it on her face, and said lying.

"Humph!" Father Lin snorted angrily, filled himself with a cup again, glanced at Yun'er coldly, and said, "Just like your mother!" Dead Eye! After saying this, Dad Lin drank the third glass of wine, and then 'clanged' and lay down on the table.

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Dispatch Headquarters, President's Office.

At this time, the president's office was full of smoke, the whole room was full of smoke, and the air conditioner was turned on to the maximum, but the visibility in the room was still very low. Only the vicinity of a glowing computer monitor can be seen.

The three gold medals are all there, and Song Bingnan is also there. In addition to the four of them, Li Zhehao, the deputy director of SBS, and a middle-aged man who is obviously shorter are also here. The middle-aged man looked very strange, judging from the way he kept waving his hands, he should hate smoking, but just like that, he was still smoking one cigarette after another, and before he finished smoking one cigarette, the other had already been renewed. He alone contributed one-half of the smoke in the whole room.

"Mr. Fujikawa. You've seen our plans. What do you think, do you need to be axed? "Song Bingnan was the least addicted to smoking among the people present, and the concentration of smoke in the room at this time had exceeded the limit of what he could bear, especially against this 'Japanese smoke cannon'. The nose and mouth are all smoke from each other's spit. Mixed with breath and the big yellow teeth of the other party that can be seen. If it weren't for the identity of the other party, he would have spit it out by now.

"Wait a minute, the last bite." Surprisingly. This Mr. Fujikawa speaks Korean so authentically that if you don't look at him, you can hardly tell that he is Japanese. Mr. Fujikawa took a deep breath and took out half of the remaining half of his cigarette. Song Bingnan and Li Zhehao both widened their eyes in shock, why is the lung capacity of this little Japanese jap so large?

"Okay, that's rude." Mr. Fujikawa poked the butt of his cigarette in the ashtray that was already full, and bowed slightly to Song Bingnan and Li Zhehao to gesture. The two hurriedly returned the salute, scolding this dead man for being hypocritical. Fortunately, the three of them are all masters of thick black, although they have scolded each other in their hearts, but they don't show it on their faces at all, and they still look kind.

"With all due respect, this plan seems reasonable, but it shouldn't have much effect." Fujikawa's words were quite unkind, and Li Zhehao immediately frowned, but he didn't say anything, after all, this is Song Bingnan's place, and he can't overstep his bounds. Li Zhehao looked at Song Bingnan, and sure enough, he was also unhappy when he saw him.

"Please advise!" Song Bingnan said stiffly, this Japanese was introduced by his brother, and it is said that he represents a general trend behind him, but Song Bingnan feels that in the current situation, the existing potential force on his side can completely achieve the goal, and this Japanese man is dispensable. Now seeing him so arrogant, his attitude has changed sharply.

"Hehe, don't dare to advise." Fujikawa said with a smile: "I'm just talking about the fact that if this plan is used to attack an ordinary artist, even if it is a king-level figure, it is estimated that it will work, after all, people have weaknesses, as long as they exaggerate their weaknesses, it will naturally attract countless people who fall into the ground." ”

Song Bingnan and Li Zhehao frowned, listening to the meaning of Fujikawa's words, they seemed to think that this plan was feasible, but why did he say that it didn't have much effect? Isn't that a paradox? As if to understand the doubts in the hearts of the two, Fujikawa continued: "Although the plan is good, it misses a key item, so in my opinion, the effect of this plan should not be great." ”

"So what do you mean by key? Please be clear. Li Zhehao finally couldn't help it and asked out loud.

"Huh." Fujikawa snorted again, but he didn't hide it, explaining: "The key thing I'm talking about is that you underestimated the Star consortium and Li Min as a person, don't forget, this is South Korea." Seeing that the two of them were still ignorant, Fujikawa had a trace of disappointment in his eyes, and continued: "Let me give you an example, the population of South Korea is 50 million, the urban population is 30 million, and the STAR consortium has 300,000 employees. As a rough calculation, about one in every 100 city dwellers is an employee of the STAR consortium. Every employee has a family, and with three members per family, the Star consortium influences more than 10 million urban populations in South Korea. Do you think that with the strength of your dispatch, you can influence the perception of 10 million people? ”

Song Bingnan and Li Zhehao were dumbfounded, and Fujikawa's words were completely unexpected. Listening to what Fujikawa said, they thought of the same sentence 'The Star consortium hired one-third of South Korea', which made the two of them sweat coldly.

"My master thought that you really had a feasible plan before you dared to attack Li Min. But now it doesn't seem to be the case, alas, a trip in vain. Fujikawa got up, gestured to the bodyguard behind him, and said, "Farewell, two, please cherish." ”

"Mr. Fujikawa, Mr. Fujikawa!" Li Zhehao grabbed Fujikawa's hand, as if grasping a life-saving straw, and eagerly confirmed: "Mr. Fujikawa, what you said is a bit exaggerated, according to what you said, the Star Consortium is still untouchable?" But every year, there are a lot of negative news about the STAR consortium, and we can see it. ”

"Director Li, it's better not to say some things too clearly, but from a private standpoint, I can remind you that what you see is not necessarily the truth, maybe it is deliberately shown for you to see, and the truth needs to be seen from another angle. That's all there is to say, the two of them are precious. Fujikawa withdrew his hand without leaving a trace, and with a sneering smile, Shi Shiran left. (To be continued......)