At Soekarno-Hatta International Airport, fans outside the exit gate filled the hall, with long guns and short guns aimed at an automatic door.

Two minutes later, two young men stepped out of it, and Lee followed behind them.

The fans waiting in the airport instantly boiled and cheered to greet their idols.

Banners and posters were waved and the crowd pushed the security guards who intercepted them backwards, making it difficult for the scarce manpower to hold back the crowd.

Li Ji-eun, who was still smiling and greeting her fans, suddenly found that she and her agents and bodyguards had a smaller and smaller range of action.

Fans gradually surrounded them, leaving only a circle of less than two square meters.

There are even fans whose palms touched Lee Ji-eun's arm.

Bodyguard captain Park Geun-woo and others hurriedly stopped the fans and separated them from Lee Ji-eun at a safe distance.

Because Park Geun-woo has been repeatedly emphasizing to Lee Ji-eun how insecure Indonesia is, so now Lee Ji-eun is also faintly worried when he sees this scene.

But despite this, Lee Ji-eun still faced her fans with a smile.

Some fans in the middle tried to hand gifts and letters to Lee Ji-eun, and Lee Ji-eun also tried to take the gifts and letters in the surging crowd.

But after seeing this scene, Park Geun-woo waved his hand and ruthlessly separated them.

"Ani, just a gift."

Lee Ji-eun looked at Park Geun-woo in confusion, disgusted that he was a little too lenient.

And Park Geun-woo was still expressionless, looking at Lee Ji-eun very calmly and said.

"You promised to listen to me when you got to Indonesia."

Lee Ji-eun was dumbfounded for a while, but there was nothing he could do but continue to follow Park Geun-woo and struggle to move forward in the surging crowd.

After taking a few steps forward, Li Zhien suddenly remembered and turned his head to look at the newcomer Wen Zhihuan, who had just joined the company.

"Zhihuan, you can help me collect the letter."

Moon Ji-hwan looked at Lee Ji-eun and then at Park Geun-woo, who didn't say anything and could be regarded as acquiescence.

So Moon Ji-hwan stopped, turned around, and went back to collect the letters that the fans were going to give to Lee Ji-eun.

After Li Zhien and others finally squeezed out of the encirclement of fans and came to the gate of the airport, the prepared vehicles were already waiting here.

At this point, Lee finally had time to stop for two seconds before getting on the bus, waving to the fans and answering a few questions.

But Park Geun-woo only let Lee Ji-eun stay for half a minute, and then urged Lee Ji-eun to get into the car and leave the airport with her.

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A private runway at the far end of Soekarno-Hatta International Airport, where a Beechcraft "King of the Air" is waiting.

In front of the lowered ramp, an elderly Asian man stepped out of a black Bentley.

The old man smiled and shook hands with Lu Li, who opened the door for him, while on the other side, Nakamura Miyaki and Pierre also stepped out of the other car.

When the neon merchant in front of him gets on the plane and the King of the Air returns to his air, their mission will be completed.

The wealthy businessman simply exchanged a few words with Nakamura Miyaki and others, and then turned around and stepped onto the plane.

And Nakamura Gonghui, who was going to follow the rich businessman back to neon, came to Lu Li, looked at him and said.

"20,000 euros have been credited to your account, which is more than you make on the TV station, right?"

Witte Li smiled lightly, and Pierre also walked over from the side, looked at Lu Li and said.

"Seriously, you'd better think about coming back, we really need you."

Lu Li thought about it, and then said indifferently.

"I'll wait until my nephew is an adult next year."

“OK。”

Nakamura nodded immediately.

"I'll wait for you."

Lu Li suddenly raised his hand, lifted the hem of his shirt, took out a Glock 17 from his waist, and then handed it to Nakamura Miyaki.

"Your gun."

Nakamura Miyaki looked down at the pistol, and then said casually without raising his hand.

"I'll leave it to you, you didn't leave at night."

"I'm just buying something to take home."

Lu Li said simply.

"Take it, if you can't do it, you can go back and lose the letter."

Pierre pushed the pistol back.

Lu Li thought for two seconds, then nodded.

"Okay."

"Then we'll go first."

Nakamura Gonghui waved his hand to Lu Li, and then turned around and walked to the plane gangway.

Two minutes later, Lu Li, who watched the plane disappear into the sky, turned around and left the airport runway.

I don't know why there are many people around the airport gate, looking at the banners and posters in their hands, which star should be greeting.

Lu Li didn't care about this, just simply took a taxi and returned to the hotel.

It takes some time to get back to the capital from the airport to the capital.

After an hour's drive, Lu Li finally saw the roof of the Sultan Hotel.

Lu Li did not stop at the door of the hotel, but stopped at the nearby commercial street, and then found Lu Haochen's number.

But before dialing, he thought briefly in his mind and calculated the current time in South Korea before dialing the number.

"Oh, I'm in Indonesia, I'm done, do I want to bring something back to you?"

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In the Sultan Hotel on the other side, Li Zhien had already checked into the hotel room.

Park Geun-woo took a team of bodyguards and Zheng Hante, the main agent in charge, to discuss the security issues in the hotel lobby.

"The news says that there will be a demonstration tomorrow, and we must ask the police to help control the surrounding area."

Park Geun-woo looked at Zheng Hante and said very seriously.

"I took Joon-gi to talk to them, but they only had a limited number of people because they were too busy to do it themselves."

"Is Joon-gi's Indonesian really reliable?"

Park Geun-woo was a little skeptical.

"They use English."

Zheng Hante explained.

Park Geun-woo didn't care about this, he thought for a moment, and then said quickly.

"No matter, first determine the route near the venue, and then leave directly as soon as it's over, and then change clothes or something when you come back."

"Okay."

Zheng Hante immediately agreed.

Park Geun-woo then looked at everyone and said.

"When we go to the venue tomorrow morning for a rehearsal, we'll also rehearse the position and the route to the end. In addition, the walkie-talkie is also brought, several important places must be stared at, and if the crowd of demonstrators comes, they must be notified as soon as possible. ”

"Understood."

Jung Han-te nodded again, and at the same time, his gaze casually swept behind Park Geun-woo.

Then Jung Han-te found out that the rumored resignation PD two days ago was passing by two meters behind Park Geun-woo.

"What are you looking at?"

Park Geun-woo noticed the strangeness in Jung Han-te's gaze, so he asked while turning his head.

"No, the people I met in Korea two days ago."

Zheng Hante explained casually, and then withdrew his gaze, no longer paying attention there.

But after Park Geunwoo turned his head, he didn't turn back for a long time, and even showed a strange expression.

Zheng Hante and the others just watched Park Geun-woo turn around, then took a few steps towards the departing PD, and then asked carefully.

"Senpai?"