He said to his secretary, who was beneath him, "Lie down in the car for a while, and don't look up."
The secretary was so scared that she trembled all over.
Seeing blood on the driver, Xing Baohua asked, "Where are you hurt? How are you? Hang in there, I'll call an ambulance right away."
"Don't cry out, it's just a minor injury. We can get the bullet out when we get back. There's no need to go to the hospital; it's too much trouble!" The driver said, covering his wound with one hand, but his eyes were still looking around warily.
Xing Baohua opened the door and got out of the car. His bodyguards quickly surrounded him. One of them looked at the injury on the driver's arm, found a bandage somewhere, and quickly wrapped it around the driver's arm.
"Factory manager, we shouldn't stay here any longer. Let's leave first," the bodyguard captain said to Xing Baohua.
"Let me check what's going on with the Koreans. They got screwed over, and they dragged us into this too?" Xing Baohua said as he walked forward.
The Third Prince's car overturned when it was first hit. He and his daughter hid behind the car, guarded by two bodyguards on either side.
Xing Baohua walked over, and the bodyguards didn't stop her.
If this guy hadn't turned around and helped them out, they probably would have been riddled with bullets.
It's no exaggeration to say that he saved my life.
"Hey! Chairman Lee, Ayu is okay!"
The Third Prince peeked at Xing Baohua, breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Xing Baohua, "Thank you."
"Come with me, or go by yourself?" Xing Baohua asked.
The Third Prince first nodded slightly to Xing Baohua and said, "I'm sorry to have troubled you."
This implies that they should follow Xing Baohua, since he only has two guards left, which isn't enough.
Everyone quickly moved to safety. Although the car was badly wrecked, it was still drivable.
We had to hurry. Didn't we see that it wasn't far? The reporters at the first signing event sprinted towards this location at the speed of a 500-meter hurdles race, leaping over obstacles all the way.
Neither Xing Baohua nor the Third Prince are suitable to appear in the media. Several minutes have passed, and the police still haven't arrived.
I think I heard the alarm going off, but I couldn't see it anywhere.
As for the aftermath, that can be left to the lawyers.
The group first returned to the hotel where Xing Baohua was staying, and while they were there, they also booked a room for the Third Prince and his daughter so that they could rest for a while.
Xing Baohua went to see the driver.
The driver was a tough guy; without anesthesia, he had something in his mouth so his teammates could help him remove the bullet.
Despite the driver's apparent pain, he pulled out the bullet and loudly proclaimed how satisfying it was.
Several teammates nearby nodded and laughed.
That was really fun today, but the equipment was a bit small. I'm quite annoyed.
One of the guards said, "Factory manager, next time you come, apply for some more big equipment for us. A few of us can hold off an entire platoon of them."
Xing Baohua touched his nose and dared not speak. If it weren't for the Hong Kong security company's license, they wouldn't even be able to get this thing.
Why use such a big weapon when we're not going to destroy someone's base?
"Take a good rest. The hotel has a swimming pool and gym. I won't go out today. You guys go have some fun. If you get hungry, just order food. Everyone gets 20,000 yuan. Old Hao got injured, so I'll give him an extra 10,000 yuan." Xing Baohua said and left.
Then I heard several men laughing heartily.
The chief secretary who was assisting Andy Lau at the scene also rushed back, along with his lawyer.
Almost simultaneously, the Los Angeles police also arrived.
Their secretaries and lawyers blocked everything.
Xing Baohua and the Third Prince were just taking statements, since they had been attacked and it was normal for them to retaliate.
After the police left, the Third Prince brought the little princess over for a visit, first bowing to Xing Baohua in gratitude.
Xing Baohua sat down to one side, pointed to the sofa and said, "President Li, please sit down."
After they sat down, Xing Baohua said, "I'm a coward, and actually I didn't want to get involved! But then I thought, you were attacked no sooner than I left. Why did it have to happen so right before I left? If you get killed, I'll be blamed for it, wouldn't that be so unfair?"
"Thank you for your help!" Lee Kun-hee nodded slightly again.
"Do you know who wants to kill you?" Xing Baohua asked.
Chairman Li gave a wry smile and said, "To use your words, why are you fighting each other so fiercely?"
Xing Baohua immediately understood: this was a power struggle among the brothers for the position! Wasn't the old patriarch of the Li family in good health? Why was he in such a hurry to get rid of the third son?
Isn't this guy always keeping a low profile? Is he the boss's man or the second-in-command's man?
Forget it, he still doesn't want to get involved in the feuds of wealthy families.
"You two should rest here for a while. It's safe here."
Lee Kun-hee stood up, bowed slightly again, and thanked him once more. He said, "I won't bother you any longer."
That evening, Hua Zai and Zou Wenjuan returned home accompanied by employees of the distribution company. Upon hearing the news from earlier that day, they were surprised to learn that it was Xing Baohua's men who were behind it.
Andy Lau thought to himself, "Our boss is too powerful! He dares to fight anywhere! The news said seven people died today? That's incredible!"
The little fairy was very concerned about Xing Baohua and checked every inch of his skin for injuries that night.
The inspection was a pretense; the real purpose was to get kidneys!
She knew that the first wife was coming, and that she would have less time by Xing Baohua's side. Why not take advantage of being by Xing Baohua's side to squeeze as much as possible out of her?
The Third Prince still wields some influence in the United States, and the news of his attack was quickly classified as gang activity by the Los Angeles Police Department.
He then spent money to hire a lobbying team to help him smooth things over with higher-ups, and the matter was dropped.
Lee Kun-hee had to rush back to South Korea, and on his way there he had a private conversation with Xing Baohua for an hour.
Perhaps out of gratitude, Lee Kun-hee agreed to Xing Baohua's conditions and built a factory in central Shandong to produce memory chips.
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