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Kim Jong-kwon thought for a while and said, "Go! If you don't go, you think I'm afraid of them, so I want to see how they give me this explanation."

He took the initiative to ask for this "explanation", which can be regarded as giving the other side a step. Now that he has agreed to give an "explanation", if he doesn't dare to go, wouldn't he tell others that his previous strength is all pretending?

Park Sang-cheol nodded and walked to the side to make a phone call. He knew that Kim Jong-kwon was unwilling to deal with these people, so he would rather let him be out of sight.

............

In a private room in a high-end Japanese restaurant, Kim Jong-kwon was invited.

As soon as he walked in, Kim Jong-kwon ignored the other supporting roles and directly focused his eyes on the middle-aged man who was in the main position.

Unlike the other people who were either smiling or pretending to be cold, this person had a warm smile on his face, which did not seem to be here to give this so-called "explanation", but instead seemed to be waiting for a good friend whom he had not seen for a long time.

Kim Jong Kwon naturally doesn't think he has any old acquaintance with this person he has never met, so he can only say that this person's superficial skills have reached a level of perfection, and he can cover all his true emotions under this warm smile, making people unable to understand his true thoughts.

This person is very dangerous, this is Kim Jong-kwon's first impression after coming in!

At the same time, Choi Young-je, who was watched for a long time, was also looking at this "update show", but unfortunately, Kim Jong-kwon's acting skills were really good, which made him unable to see anything false and true for a while.

However, if you can have everything you have today, whether it is luck or strength, Cui Yingjie will not underestimate the man in front of him who is ten years younger than him.

"Sit!" Choi Young-jie said the first sentence after Kim Jong-kwon came in.

Kim Jong-kwon sat down opposite him as usual. Because he didn't like the Japanese kneeling ceremony, he just sat cross-legged, which seemed extremely impolite.

The third brother and the others who were ignored when they entered the door were really unbearable, so they sarcastically said, "Oh! Boy! All of you here are your seniors and elders. It's not good to be too crazy. Be careful not to get out of this door for a while!"

"Are you still an artist? Have you eaten after so many years of etiquette?"

Faced with such sarcasm, Kim Jong-kwon didn't even raise his eyelids, poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, smashed his mouth, then raised his head and ignored these wild dogs that were so clamoring, but looked at Choi Yingjie and said:

"This is what you want to explain to me? If it is this attitude, I have nothing to say. I am really curious about why you can't get out of this room. Maybe you can do something that Lee Mi-kyung hasn't done? By the way, the tea is good~" Kim Jong-kwon smiled and raised his cup to Choi Young-jee and drank the remaining tea water and then stood up and left, not caring about the three and the three with a pale face beside him.

Kim Jong-kwon is naturally fearless when he dares to come here. Do you really think that the current South Korea is still an era when the gangs in the past were not even afraid to even the government did not dare to take care of them?

Many people know about him coming here because he didn't cover up at all. He looked at so many eyes. As long as something happened to him here today, even if he had a bruise on his face, he would guarantee that he would definitely not let everyone sitting there be any good things!

Kim Jong-kwon knew that they had a background, either black or white, and had complex connections, so many "small things" could be suppressed.

But he is different. At this stage, the huge popularity alone is enough for them to drink. The biggest weapon of the artist is always the power of fans, and don’t underestimate it!

What are fans? They actually represent the people. As long as Kim Jong-kwon is willing, he can even incite fans to easily destroy a person. This is the power of public opinion and the power of the people!

The police still need evidence to arrest people, but public opinion weapons do not need them. Just a little guess, some speculative conclusions can force people to death.

So don’t think that artists are easy to bully. If something really happens to Kim Jong-kwon, the first one who is unlucky is the people in the house. The prosecutor cannot even shelter them. Maybe that person has to intervene because the public must be given a satisfactory explanation.

If you are so awesome, there will be so many people who dream of whitewashing every day? These people are just bullying honest people who are afraid of things. If you really encounter tough guys, they will deliver vegetables. This society is still a stable legal society. No matter how good you are, it is a matter of the country. It is a weak and vulnerable!

Of course, you still have to be careful when you are anxious. Kim Jong-kwon never thought that it would be worth it if he really put himself in.

Just as Kim Jong-kwon was holding the table and about to get up, one hand pressed strongly on his hand.

It was still the same gentle smile. Even if Kim Jong-kwon was so disrespectful, Choi Yingjie's expression remained unchanged.

"Why are young people so angry? They don't rush to leave when they come. Not only is the tea here good, but the food is also delicious."

"I really won't let me out?" Kim Jong-kwon asked with his eyebrows raised and his words.

Cui Yingjie, who was supervised by the first army, originally wanted to tell the story of the past. However, he brought these people all by him, and he also proposed to show the wine. Isn’t the face of Luo Lao San and his men just for his face?

But unexpectedly, Kim Jong-kwon didn't let go after biting him. Choi Young-jee naturally couldn't force him to keep him, but he couldn't just let him go.

So he turned his head and said in a deep voice to the third brother who had just spoken rudely: "I rude, apologize!"

The third brother was almost angry and wanted to turn against him, but he was pressed tightly by someone next to him, constantly winking at him.

"Honestly, you have never seen President Cui's methods before. Are you tired of living?"

The third brother's eyelids twitched, and then quickly closed his anger. Today he was so embarrassed that he was thrown home!

"I'm sorry, my brothers just talk fast for a while and there is no malice. I'll punish myself for three cups as a plea." The man who held the third brother put on a fake smile again, and then gave him a plea to a junior without hesitation.

Kim Jong-kwon's expression did not change, but actually sighed in his heart. It seemed that those who could become like this were not simple characters. However, that guy named Lao San was too reckless and easier to deal with.

Seeing that he had finished the punishment of drinking, Kim Jong-kwon still didn't relax, Choi Young-jee turned his attention to the third brother again.

The third brother looked at Cui Yingjie's cold gaze and knew that his face would not be preserved today, so he stopped being embarrassed and picked up a full bottle of soju and said in a cold tone:
Chapter completed!
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