Mu Yingying really didn't mean to joke at all, he not only began to discuss with Lin Wei about the approximate time of his retirement, but also asked Lin Wei to contact Yin Xuanyou to change his schedule and go to the building of the Seoul Daily to participate in the meeting, and also let his secretary contact Yin Xuanyou, and according to Lin Wei's free time, he began to arrange a meeting time for him.

The difference between Seoul Daily and Kinmen is that although Seoul Daily is also a word of Mou Yingying, but in the years of wind and rain, the company inevitably has a lot of equity falling into other directors.

The shares he has in hand are only vetoed by one vote, but whether certain issues can pass the board of directors will require the nods of several other big directors.

Lin Wei naturally would not refuse, with Mu Yingying leading the way for him and recognizing people in person, there is no doubt that he is paving the way for him personally, and there will probably be no mistakes.

Although there is some dislike for the opposition in the boardroom, Lin Wei is not in a hurry.

The Seoul Daily is still firmly in the top print media position, but Lin Wei will not need a print media in the future.

He can completely separate the follow-up network operation and TV station operation from the print media, and when the paper media is in decline, there is nothing that those directors can do to jump their feet.

And Mu Yingying obviously didn't need Lin Wei to teach him this truth - in the Seoul Group, Seoul Capital is the core parent company, and other resources, including the shares of TV stations, are held by venture capital, even if the shares of paper media are stripped at that time, it will not affect the energy of other areas of the company.

And Mu Yingying's equity in Seoul Capital is jointly controlled by An Yaying and his wife, occupying absolute dominance.

Of course, Lin Wei didn't plan to throw away the print media, and when the group of directors realized that the value of the paper media was not high, he could spend money to get back the absolute control of the paper media, and continue to play a role in the group as the icing on the cake.

Regarding the shares in the hands of Mu Yingying and his wife, Lin Wei has no intention of asking for or acquiring them, and there is a high probability that they will fall into the hands of Mu Xianmin, whether it will become the joint property of the husband and wife or Mu Xianmin's personal property, Lin Wei has no opinion.

The affairs of the group company have come to an end for the time being, but at present, Lin Wei's important matters are still piling up.

The first is the impeachment of Lu Xuanwu.

Today's President Lu has been temporarily deprived of presidential power because the impeachment bill was passed by Congress, and the imminent election of members of Congress has obviously become the key to Lu Xuanwu's impeachment case.

If the opposition parties are allowed to occupy a large number of seats in the National Assembly, Lu Xuanwu's position will naturally become precarious, and he will offend more than one or two people, and many people do not have the courage to commit crimes against the wind, but they never lack the courage to beat the water dogs.

What the Seoul Daily can do at this moment is to maintain absolute neutrality, but capital does not need to be neutral.

Lin Wei took the initiative to contact Lu Xuanwu's secretary and vaguely reminded that if there was anything in the ruling party faction that needed help, he could say it directly.

And Lu Xuanwu obviously knew the seriousness of the problem, and called Lin Wei before April arrived.

The request is not much, but he has applied for some media support for his congressmen, Lin Wei readily agreed, and interviews on TV stations, news, cameos in variety shows, and newspaper sections are all arranged, including the use of some self-operated media accounts for publicity on online media.

The icing on the cake is easy, but it is difficult to send charcoal in the snow, at this tense moment, Lin Wei can continue to stand on Lu Xuanwu's side, which obviously makes Lu Xuanwu very happy.

While actively standing in line, Lin Wei also began to gradually eliminate his current hidden dangers while further consolidating his position in Kinmen.

One of them is naturally Li Zhongjiu's hidden real killer move.

If there is the slightest carelessness in one move, it is enough to kill the horse gun.

5 April, 2004.

Rain.

When dusk approached, the clouds in the sky obscured the sky, the thick water vapor gathered, the pedestrians on the street walked hurriedly, and from time to time there were people who did not bring umbrellas to look up worriedly, but the traffic did not stop for half a moment.

An ordinary black sedan was parked on the side of the road, with only a small slit in the window, and a little cigarette smoke could be faintly seen coming out.

Four men dressed in their mid-thirties sat in the car, the man in the driver's seat was just staring at the exit of the NW parking lot with coffee in one hand and cigarette in the other, and the rest of the people gobbled up burgers and drinks in their hands.

"Brother, when is this day going to be a head, go straight up."

A man with a tattoo on his neck said with some dissatisfaction: "I've been squatting in the car for half a month." ”

"Go ahead." The man in the driver's seat just glanced at him coldly: "You can kill Lin Wei under so many security guards, just go." ”

The tattooed man snorted: "Then you can't just wait, right?" There's no way to kidnap the people under him, cause a car accident, or simply fight with him like this? ”

"We only have one chance!" The driver stared at the tattooed man with an indifferent gaze: "Do you regret it?" ”

A hint of unnaturalness flashed in the tattooed man's eyes: "How is it possible! ”

The driver looked at the tattooed man expressionlessly, and after a while, he withdrew his gaze.

"Wait patiently, his car is bulletproof, not human."

There was also a strong man in the back row with a heavy expression and said: "Wait a little longer, he will let his guard down, after all, the eldest brother has been."

The air inside the car became somewhat quiet.

Suddenly there was a thunderclap in the sky.

The tattooed man scratched his neck, for some reason, he was always a little irritable today.

"Let's continue to look for opportunities in different ways and places from tomorrow - I've been squatting here for days, and I don't feel very safe."

The tattooed man took the initiative to speak.

The driver thought for a moment and nodded: "Yes." ”

He didn't believe it, exchanged his life for his life, and couldn't find a chance to assassinate Lin Wei.

But what the tattooed man said made sense, they had been squatting in the same car outside NW for two or three days, and it was really not safe if Lin Wei was watched.

"I heard from my brothers that he will be going to the new building in a few days to inspect the progress, and then we can get in with the workers, maybe it will be an opportunity."

Someone behind him proposed.

"It's not impossible, but it is estimated that he still has a lot of security on that day, and if we want to shoot him in the crowd, we have to prepare in advance."

The driver said.

Raindrops fell and crashed into the vehicle with a crackling sound.

The sky that had been brewing for a long time finally raindrops were falling happily, the driver frowned slightly, the heat in the car made the glass mist, he rolled down the window a little, and continued to observe the exit of the NW parking lot.

Looking at the time on his watch, the driver looked up again, and sure enough, several black cars drove out of the parking lot first, followed by Lin Wei's bulletproof luxury car, and then several black cars followed behind.

"He's really on time to get off work, if you don't want to find a way to forget the whole bomb, buried on his way to work, bulletproof can't be bombproof," someone muttered.

"There's no chance again, let's go." The tattooed man doesn't know whether to breathe a sigh of relief or regret.

It is impossible to succeed in assassinating by crashing or shooting at close range, Lin Wei's convoy is always vigilant, once a car has an abnormal speed, a security vehicle will immediately come out as a shield, and shooting, I am afraid it is difficult to directly penetrate the bulletproof glass with a few shots.

And once Lin Wei gets in the car, he won't get out of the car on the road at all, and he only opens a crack in the window, so he doesn't give others a chance to shoot him halfway.

Glancing regretfully at Lin Wei's motorcade, the driver sighed, started the car, and drove towards the suburbs.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier.

The atmosphere inside the car is quiet.

As Li Zhongjiu's real killer move, they are Li Zhongjiu's henchmen, and the only purpose of staying in Seoul is to show up to give him a fatal blow when Lin Weichun is proud and thinks that Li Zhongjiu has become a thing of the past.

Bright guns are easy to dodge and dark arrows are difficult to prevent, Li Zhongjiu knows deeply that if he does not die, Lin Wei will never relax his vigilance, then he will simply fight with him vigorously, and finally use his own life to paralyze Lin Wei's vigilance, and pin the last hope of killing Lin Wei to his absolute henchmen.

In fact, on the day Li Zhongjiu died, several of them hid not far from the construction site - Li Zhongjiu thought that Lin Wei would probably personally watch him come to the end of his rope. But he guessed wrong.

didn't wait for a few people in Lin Wei's team, only waited for Li Zhongjiu's death.

Since then, they have been looking for Lin Wei's gap and the moment to let down their guard every day.

pity

In silence, several people drove in the rain towards their temporary shelter in the suburbs, where vehicles became increasingly scarce.

Suddenly, a car in front of him suddenly slowed down, already a little tired, thinking about how to deal with Lin Wei's driver hurriedly braked, but because of the rainy weather, he couldn't slow down and hit the butt of the car in front.

"Nishihachi!"

The people in the car scolded in unison, the tattooed man subconsciously took out a pistol from his side, and the driver hurriedly pressed his hand: "Don't get excited." ”

Several people looked at each other, the driver and a strong man chose to get out of the car, and the other two held pistols on guard.

The one who got out of the car was a tall, unkempt skinny man, who was holding the back of his neck: "How do you drive!" ”

"Brother, is it your sudden slowdown?"

"What if there's a problem on the road ahead, if I don't slow down? You're not keeping your distance, are you? ”

"What's the problem?"

The driver looked forward dissatisfied, he walked back and forth this way, what could be the problem?

As a result, when I looked ahead, I saw a barricade blocking the road, and there was a sign that said 'Please get out of the way'.

Is there really a problem?

He frowned slightly, and three guys dressed as workers were standing on the side of the road, looking at the driver and complaining at the moment.

"Can't you see the warning signs? It's a good thing we dodged quickly, or we wouldn't have crashed to death. ”

The workers complained.

The driver was a little unhappy, but he didn't want to make a fuss, and the most important thing for them now is to keep a low profile and not want to waste time.

"Okay, let's say a number, just keep it private."

The driver looked at the tall and skinny garbage van and pulled his wallet out of his pocket.

The tall and thin man hesitated and said, "Five hundred thousand." ”

"Half a million!?"

The driver let out a speechless sneer, but there was no ink in the end: "There is not so much cash, I'll make it up for you, how much is it, okay?" ”

"Okay."

The tall and thin man agreed without hesitation, smiling.

The driver returned to the car in a gloomy manner, but listened to the thin and tall man arguing with the workers and got to the side of the car.

"Hurry up and get out of the way, we still have to check the construction."

"Didn't you see that there was a problem with the car, can't you put the sign fifty meters away? No common sense at all! ”

"We've gone far enough, it's you who didn't see the road on a rainy day."

"Find the fault, right?"

Seeing the tall and thin man and the worker in the hard hat and yellow fluorescent protective suit arguing on the side of the car, the tattooed man pulled the car window and scolded: "What is the noise, take the money and leave." ”

But it was this glance that made him slightly stunned.

A worker in his early forties, who was not tall, glanced at him and smiled innocently.

Familiar

Why does it look familiar?

The tattooed man's brain suddenly paused: "Didn't you knock on the glass two days ago to ask for directions"

At this moment, everyone realized something.

The rain seemed to freeze in the air, and the tattooed man's body suddenly felt a biting coldness, and his hand instantly touched his waist, but faster than him was the old stick that had been prepared.

The old stick grabbed one hand from the glass window, grabbed the tattooed man's hair and smashed it on the glass frame, the tattooed man let out a cry of pain, his head was pulled by the hair and hit the glass window frame, he still struggled to touch the gun with his right hand, but the silenced pistol in the old stick's other hand was already on his head.

"Bang! Bang! ”

Continuously pulling the trigger, such a close shot made the bullet penetrate the skull, and the seat of the car was popping.

The driver rushed at the tall and thin man, knocking him to the ground, and the strong man in the back seat took out his pistol and fired at the window repeatedly, the old stick rolled and hid under the car door, and the other two people immediately took out their guns and pointed them at the window tilting bullets.

The tall and thin man scuffled with the driver, and the bullets whizzed by not far from the two of them, but the two of them had no time to pay attention to the rain of bullets there.

The driver took out the pistol from his side, but before he could fire, he was pierced through the palm of his hand by the military thorn of the thin and tall man's hand, and at the same time he let out a cry of pain, the driver kicked away the thin and tall man, and pulled out the military spur of his right hand without saying a word, and threw himself at him with a furious roar.

The tall and thin donkey rolled to dodge the blow, clutching his left hand with both hands, but the driver screamed and pressed his right arm on his left hand, and the whole person got up to exert pressure, and the military thorn stabbed towards the thin and tall man's chest little by little, until a gunshot rang out, the driver's head tilted, and he was overturned to one side, lying on the ground, twitching and gradually losing his movement in the rain.

"Scared to death? If you don't die, you will come to take a hand and quickly clean up. ”

The old stick was dressed roughly, and glanced at the tall and thin man, who was lying on the ground at the moment panting for breath, and after a while, he burst out with a sentence: "His grandmother's is almost finished." ”

"Shame on you." The old stick glared at him, pulled the car door open, and dragged the tattooed man down and dragged until the three men stuffed all the bodies on the ground into the lanky van.

"Go seal the road!"

After the old stick dragged the body into the car, he panted and shook his hands, and the brother behind him hurriedly nodded, drove the car of the tattooed man and others to turn around, set up roadblocks on the previous road, and disguised the municipal government to block the road.

The tall and thin man got into the van, wiped his face, wiped the rain and blood, and took out his cigarette case.

"Brother, don't smoke."

"Here's one."

The old stick took one, took a puff of it, and spit out a puff of smoke, but then, he raised his eyebrows: "Mop the floor!" I'm really giving you a rest. ”

"Got it, got it."

The tall and thin man said helplessly: "Let me slow down."

"Cowardly, the boss didn't think you could breathe like this when the three of you killed more than a dozen people."

The old stick muttered, took out his cleaning tools, and began to wipe the traces on the ground with the rain, and the blood was quickly washed away by the rain to the side of the road, and disappeared into the land. ”

"It's a shame that the boss doesn't do this business now, otherwise there will be no business in South Korea."

"Did you say that the boss really beat a dozen of these guys by himself?"

"Look at his physique, pinching you to death is not like joking."

"I heard that he is even better at marksmanship."

"That's right, he asked me to go to the shooting range to practice shooting, and I heard from the staff that he is now the record holder."

A few people chatted, and soon the little brother who closed the road also came back to clean up together, and after ten minutes, there was no trace on the ground, and the bullet casings and the like were also recovered.

"Gone."

The old stick looked at the scene with satisfaction: "Throw them to Busan and go back to Yanbian." ”

"I don't know when I'll be able to come back to Seoul."

"It's hard to estimate. You say, if he doesn't hire us, where will he make money? ”

"I don't know, if I really can't do it, I'll ask him."

"Anyway, he's so rich, we've done so much for him, what's the problem with asking for money."

A few people chatted and drove happily towards the port of Busan.

And Li Zhongjiu's last killer move.

In this way, in the rain, it disappeared.

In the port of Busan, Cha Tae-sik looked at the gun in his hand with a blank face.

"How many oil drums do you need?"

The scavenger prepares.

Cha Tae-sik tilted his head, squinted, and did not speak.

Seoul Airport.

Li Zhongjiu's secretary, Zhao Yarong, sat in the waiting hall, looking up at the rain and fog in the sky.

Yin Xuanyou pushed his glasses and replied to the message on his mobile phone while looking at the document in his hand as if he was racing against time.

"I'm sorry, Secretary Yin, the plane has been delayed."

Zhao Yarong turned her head to look at Yin Xuanyou.

"It's okay, the president told me that you must take you to the plane."

Yin Xuanyou raised his head and smiled at her.

Zhao Yarong hummed with a complicated expression, hesitated, and whispered: "Can't I really come back in the future?" ”

"Not for at least 20 years – you should know what the prosecution period is under South Korean law, and until then, you'd better stay abroad and let me know if there's anything you have to come back to.

It's all colleagues, and I'll find a way to make it easier for you. ”

Yin Xuanyou smiled.

Zhao Yarong sighed.

She looked up at the rain outside the departure hall: "You say, did I do something wrong?" ”

"What do you mean?" Yoon Hyun-woo asked.

Zhao Yarong hesitated: "Although Li Zhongjiu is often rough with me, in fact, this is just his personality problem, in fact, he still trusts me."

"Don't be upset about your betrayal, you've made the right choice."

Yin Xuanyou said lightly, looking at her meaningfully: "I can treat these words as if I didn't hear them, but don't say them to others, forget these things forever, you have a better life to enjoy, isn't President Lin generous?" ”

"Count" Zhao Yarong sighed, and then laughed: "It's just a pity, I originally thought that it would be nice if I could be President Lin's secretary, but it's a pity that he doesn't look down on me." ”

"President Lin's secretary salary may not be as good as your current contentment."

Yoon Hyun-woo put down his phone and looked at his watch.

The rain outside has a decreasing momentum.

Thank you, President Lin, for me, and I will enjoy my life in a foreign country." Zhao Yarong breathed a long sigh of relief, let go of her attachment, just looked out the window, and said with some concern: "Have the other dangers been solved?" ”

Yin Xuanyou just pushed his glasses expressionlessly: "President Lin will never be in danger of not being able to solve it." ”

Or rather.

Threat.

Until the plane took off, Zhao Yarong left the land with the plane.

Yin Xuanyou took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Lin Wei.

"I've sent her away."

"Go home early and rest, it's raining, and the car will drive slower." Lin Wei's message was answered quickly.

Yin Xuanyou replied sincerely: "Thank you for your concern." ”

Returning to the high-end car that Lin Wei gave him, Yin Xuanyou suddenly felt a little emotional.

If Li Zhongjiu could be like Lin Wei at the beginning, he would be meticulous to the people below.

So will he still be such a fiasco with no chance of winning today?

Yin Xuanyou shook his head.

Pointless assumptions.

In the mansion, Lin Wei put down his mobile phone.

Walking to the edge of the small window in the study, Lin Wei looked out the window and opened the window.

The fresh air after the rain made him feel happy and breathe deeply.

For him, it was only now that Kinmen truly became a thing of the past, and with it, a new world that would be dominated by him.

With the movement of his heart, Lin Wei couldn't help but show a shallow smile.

The words that appeared in front of him told him.

Now he is undoubtedly the master of the Golden Gate.

[Under one person:

Although you have surpassed Li Zicheng now, you are still some way from the real apex.

Becoming the real power figure of the Golden Gate Group second only to Shi Dongchu will be considered complete.

Quest Reward: Random Reward Lottery*1, including items, attributes, skills, etc. 】

(Completed)

[Above 10,000 people: Become the only king of Kinmen, completely above these 10,000 people.

Rewards: HP +1, Special Reward Draw *1, Drawable Range, Full of Special Items, Special Skills, etc. 】

(Completed)

The moment of harvest is always exciting.

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