Ozawa Matsuna's younger brother, Koji Miyamoto, finally graduated.

Although it's only a crash course for a year.

But at least, his Korean language is able to communicate normally under normal circumstances.

In the same way, at this language school, he also met two classmates who were also of Japanese descent.

As the best classmates in the class, they agreed to get drunk together on graduation day.

So, they were drunk that day, looking at the two classmates who were drunk like mud, Miyamoto Koji smiled, and he staggered out onto the street.

In Busan in the early hours of the morning, the air is slightly cool.

A gust of wind blew, and Koji Miyamoto, who was still drinking, finally gave up, and he leaned back on a chaise longue and fell asleep.

After a while, a homeless man passed by him.

After discovering him, he first scolded Miyamoto Koji for taking his place, and then, the homeless man heard Miyamoto's mouth gurgling in Japanese.

Perhaps out of national sentiment, after a few attempts by the homeless man, he found Miyamoto drunk and unconscious.

He gradually became much bolder, and while there was no one around, the homeless man directly took off his tattered clothes and put on the outfit that was taken off from the palace itself, except for his underwear, he didn't let it go.

Checking the banknotes in Miyamoto's wallet, the homeless man's teeth cracked: "Asi, this dog day, it's quite rich!" ”

Afraid of being discovered, the homeless man threw his clothes on Miyamoto Koji and fled.

"Hiss so cold"

At three or four o'clock in the morning, there was a chill in the air.

Miyamoto Koji shuddered, opened his eyes in a daze, and a smell of rotten watermelon stinky feet hit.

Coupled with the dizziness and nausea of the hangover, Koji Miyamoto couldn't help but vomit and turned the world upside down.

Wiping the smoked tears from the corners of his eyes with his arm, Miyamoto found that his body was smooth and slippery.

grabbed around, only to find that his clothes had been ripped off, and the wallet documents inside were nowhere to be found.

"That's going to be like this!"

Miyamoto Koji was in a hurry, and he stood there angrily and roared.

happened to meet a few sports school girls who were exercising in the morning, and all the girls covered their eyes and shouted perverts.

This is really a bit embarrassing, and Koji Miyamoto can only cover the embarrassing part.

Looking at the tattered and discarded homeless man's clothes on the ground, it is imperative to prevent them from running out.

He could only endure the physical and physical discomfort and put on this dress.

I searched everywhere, but there was no sign of a thief.

Koji Miyamoto regretted it in his heart, and he knew that he would not leave the bar without permission.

Otherwise, there would not be such a dilemma.

For now, the only way to do this is to go to the nearby Yajin Automobile Branch to explain the situation and see what to do.

As soon as he said that, he identified his direction and set off in the gray mist.

He didn't go far when he came across a van.

The car passed him at first, but then stopped, and someone opened the window, turned back and said to him kindly: "Brother, your clothes are too torn, I have a set of clothes here that I want to lose, and they are quite sturdy, do you want them?" ”

"Thank you!"

Hearing that there were old clothes to wear, Miyamoto Koji was overjoyed, he walked forward quickly, the man also opened the car door, frowned after smelling the smell, and pointed to a set of clothes under his feet: "It's all about begging for life, it's not easy, you try." ”

"Thank you so much."

Koji Miyamoto did not doubt him, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly bent down to get his clothes.

Cold, the man picked up the stun baton and slammed it on his head.

Koji Miyamoto convulsed on the spot and fainted to the ground.

The man jumped out of the car, saw that there was no one on the left and right, and hurriedly greeted his brother: "Quick, carry the person up!" ”

Immediately, a short guy came out of the carriage, and the two of them carried Koji Miyamoto and threw it into the carriage, and then the door closed and drove away.

When Koji Miyamoto was woken up by a basin of ice water, he shivered, his body shrunk into a ball and shivered, his eyelids were heavy, and he wanted to open them but seemed to be glued for a while.

"This sheep, where did you get it, how do you smell of alcohol, look at this face, it doesn't look like a guy sleeping on the street"

In a trance, he seemed to hear a deep voice asking.

"Dean, this is the homeless man in Busan Park, as for why he smells of alcohol, there are many bars next to that park, maybe I found a bottle of bar that I didn't finish when I was rummaging through the garbage to find food."

"Why don't you send it to work!"

"Yes!"

Koji Miyamoto listened to this conversation with a confused mind, and before he could finish his thoughts, a guy in pointy shoes gave him a hard kick in the ass.

"Get up!"

Then, an iron chain was placed around his head.

As if dragging a brute, he was dragged out.

The severe pain made Miyamoto Koji finally sober up a lot, and he finally opened his eyes.

But he was stunned by what he saw.

Several young men who were lying like walking corpses were expelled by men with sticks in the back.

Everyone had scars on their faces, some were still oozing blood, and most of them had dried up.

And in the northeast corner of him, the mournful cry of a woman spread throughout the courtyard.

"Smack!"

A whip mark appeared on Miyamoto's face in an instant, and the pain made him cover his face and almost jump.

"You, get to work!"

A wolf-like howl rang in his ears

Emperor Choi Chang issued a mayoral decree at the inauguration ceremony.

On this order, he emphasized:

In order to overcome the current economic crisis, City H will make every effort to minimize the fiscal deficit and reduce the heavy burden on the residents of City H.

And I didn't forget to get vaccinated beforehand.

It was announced that it would use 200% of the public land owned by H City, laying the foundation for revitalizing the economy.

Discerning builders saw this as a sign to break the current slump and walked into the mayor's office.

However, shopping malls are like battlefields, and the opportunity is fleeting.

And that opportunity is in Chen Daojun's hands.

In Shunyang Hospital, the grandfather and grandson sat opposite each other.

Chen Yangzhe said very unhappily:

"You guy, don't give me half of it?"

Chen Daojun is not afraid; "You've gone too far, I've put so much effort into the new town, what else would I earn if I gave you half of it? Shunyang Construction can hold on even if there is no such project, our Daya Construction has so much debt, it will be finished without this, don't you know how much money I spent on acquiring this? ”

However, Chen Yangzhe muttered dissatisfiedly:

"There is no such thing as a free lunch in the world, I heard that the British Group is familiar with your uncle, and if I don't have influence by my side, your uncle may do something wrong if he is not careful."

"I don't care about this, this grandfather should be solved by you, and I will give you 30% of the land development." Chen Daojun kicked the ball to his grandfather.

"Don't just say that you make money by construction, you or Jiang Shengyu don't eat dry rice? To tell you the truth, you've swept all the land around the cave, right? You can make a lot of money just like that, why are you so stingy? ”

(End of chapter)