When Lee Dae-chang returned to Seoul, it was already dark. He randomly picked a restaurant to eat at, as he hadn't eaten anything since he had been up all morning.
While eating, Li Dachang noticed that the restaurant's television was showing footage of him committing murder.
No, when did the Seoul police become so efficient? He killed someone this morning and he's on the news this evening?
He knew that the murder would be discovered sooner or later.
Park Joon-seo also has parents at home. It's okay if he doesn't go home for a day or two, but if he doesn't go home for a long time and they can't reach him by phone, Park Joon-seo's parents will definitely call the police.
The police will be able to find out where Park Joon-seo went by checking the surveillance footage.
By checking Park Joon-seok's call records, we can pinpoint the suspect to ourselves.
But it wasn't this fast before.
After reading the news, he realized that when Park Joon-seo came to see him that morning, he had been followed by a gossip reporter.
Oh no, I don't even know if the reporter took a picture of me. If they did, doesn't that mean the police are already looking for me?
Li Dachang was sweating profusely, his mind racing as he tried to figure out what to do.
After thinking for a long time, he couldn't come up with any solutions, so he could only call Li Zhenxi and ask him to help him find a way.
Regardless of the circumstances, it was Lee Jung-seo who instructed me to target Xiaomi. If he didn't help me, I would expose this whole thing. If that happened, Samsung Electronics' stock price would drop by tens of billions, and Lee Jung-seo's position would be in jeopardy.
So he paid the bill, left the restaurant, found a secluded corner, took out his phone, and dialed Li Zhenxi's number.
As soon as the call connected, Li Dachang got straight to the point.
"President, I've killed someone!"
On the other end of the phone, Li Zhenxi, who was enjoying the verbal sparring of a female celebrity, immediately rewarded the celebrity with a bottle of Mengniu milk upon hearing this.
"What?"
He quickly covered the phone with one hand and waved with the other, signaling the female celebrity to leave, before continuing.
"Li Dachang, what kind of joke are you playing on me so late at night?"
"I'm not joking..."
Li Dachang recounted the entire incident in detail.
After listening carefully, Li Zhen agreed with Li Dachang's approach. Keeping such a person around was a hidden danger, and sooner or later he would expose the truth.
But we can't just kill him like that. We can find some trivial matter to frame him and make him work on a sewing machine.
Then use Samsung's energy to get rid of it inside. Is that so difficult?
That's so brainless!
"Then why did you call me? I didn't ask you to kill anyone. For the sake of our past relationship, I won't report you. You'd better run away."
Li Dachang sneered; he knew Li Zhenxi would react this way.
"Chairman, you have to help me. If you don't, I'm afraid I'll let slip that Samsung Electronics is planning to target Xiaomi, which would affect Samsung's stock price."
"Li Dachang, how dare you threaten me?"
"I don't want to either, but if you don't help me, President, I'll definitely end up in jail for life."
Li Zhenxi considered the situation in her mind. If she didn't help Li Dachang, the man would definitely be prepared to risk everything and expose everything before turning himself in.
But this person can't be kept alive. How can we get rid of him?
After thinking for a while, hey, I've got it!
Li Zhenxi immediately came up with a good idea. Sure enough, men are most calm and resourceful when they are in a state of enlightenment.
He planned to trick Li Dachang into turning himself in, but not on charges of murder. Instead, he would present him with a different, less serious charge. This way, Li Dachang would know that he would only be detained for a few days before being released.
Once Li Dachang is inside, he can have someone kill him and then fake it as a suicide.
Is there anything wrong with a Samsung executive choosing to end his own life as atonement because he couldn't bear the guilt of killing someone?
"Dachang, I've got an idea."
"Oh? What method?"
"Let me ask you first, are you sure no one will find out where you disposed of the car, right?"
“I’m sure that place is deep in the mountains and forests, with no villages around. It took me more than two hours to see the first village.”
“Okay, that’s settled then. Listen to me, go home as usual and go to work. If the police don’t come looking for you, that would be best. If they do, just say that Park Joon-seo blackmailed you after you did what you wanted, that you couldn’t reach an agreement and parted on bad terms, and that Park Joon-seo drove off and you can’t contact him now.”
Anyway, they can't find you, and they can't charge you with murder. I'll just have Samsung's lawyer bail you out later.
"But what if that reporter who's following me takes a picture of me?"
"What are you afraid of? The photos are all photoshopped. Just deny it to the death."
Li Dachang's eyes lit up. "Yes, this is a good idea!"
If the person hasn't been found, it can't be concluded that they are dead; they can only be said to be missing. What does Park Joon-seo's disappearance have to do with me, Lee Dae-chang? Who knows where he went?
At most, I would be arrested for disturbing public order and detained for a few days. Besides, Samsung's lawyers are top-notch in South Korea, so I might be released that very night.
"Great, President, let's do it this way! Don't worry, as long as I'm alright, I'll keep quiet!"
After finishing his phone call with Li Zhenxi, Li Dachang was in a good mood and even went to a bar to drink a few bottles of wine before going home.
Meanwhile, Xiao Fa was also reporting to Lin Chen.
"Boss, the thug who crashed into the Xiaomi store with his car is dead."
"Huh? What happened? He died so suddenly?"
“I don’t know either. I just saw the news. A reporter called the police and said that he followed the person who hit our store and went to the suburbs. Then he saw someone and ran over that person and killed him.”
"Has the murderer been caught?"
"No, it seems the body was taken away by the murderer, and they are still looking for the murderer."
"So professional? This traffic accident might really be more complicated than it seems..."
"Boss, things are so chaotic here in Korea, are you still keeping your shop open?"
"Go ahead and open it. We're just opening a shop, it's not like we're doing anything special. But I have a feeling this might be related to Samsung."
"Oh right, I forgot to tell you, boss. The gossip reporters here in South Korea have found out that the car really does belong to Samsung Electronics."
"You didn't report something this important to me?"
"Um, I was on the phone with Ye Qian so late that I forgot about it..."
"Xiao Fa, being a simp has no future. You need to be a CEO, you know? By the way, go to the crime scene tomorrow. If it's related to Samsung, those Koreans might go easy on you."
"Okay, boss."
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