Chapter 70: The Attack of Kim Miding (Please read on and give me your monthly votes!)
Kim Miding finished telling all her plans.
After listening to this, Fang Zuo couldn't help but admire this woman who was kneeling on the ground and serving him carefully.
It seems that she has been immersed in the Korean business clan for these years.
He really understands the Korean business and entertainment circles.
Full of forehands and risky moves.
But she is still a little immature after all.
"You missed the most crucial thing."
Fang Zuo said calmly: "You said so much, but you overlooked one thing."
Jin Meiting was stunned? She didn't dare to question the strength of this man.
But she is confident about the Korean business and entertainment circles.
"Strength." Fang Zuo said, "That is, money."
The three thousand great ways are ever changing but remain essentially the same.
No matter how many plans you have, as long as the other party has more money than you, they will eat you up alive.
In nature, big fish eat small fish, and small fish eat shrimps.
But in human society, small fish often cannot even drink a few sips of water.
The big fish swallowed it together with the shrimp.
If you can't compete, I'll buy you.
If you don’t sell, they will ruin the market and force you to sell.
Just like myself now.
Whoever holds a big net can just sweep it away.
No matter how he weaves.
Flashy.
If it doesn't work, smash them all.
Fang Zuo took out his bank card and threw it over: "If you want to sit at the poker table, you must at least have enough chips."
"This is just start-up capital. I will continue to give it to you later." Fang Zuo said lightly.
The bald old man gave himself three bank cards, one to Shiraishi Nagimitsu, one to Sannomiya Tsubaki, and this last one was left.
There's not enough of this stuff.
There are still quite a few demon blood and demon pills from Baizang Mountain.
Although not as good as the man on the fifth day, I think I can still get some replacements.
It seems that I, a Yuanying Zhenren, have to go back to the old path of slaying demons and eliminating monsters.
Jin Meiting picked up the bank card, which had a black cover with Mount Fuji and a cherry blossom on the upper left.
She knows the value in it.
I was shaking with excitement.
"I only have two requests. Whether you form a girl idol group or go it alone, I will hand Oda Yui over to you." Fang Zuo paused: "But don't give me some messy bikini beauties. Also, if she suffers any injustice, you know my methods."
"Second, gather all the information and intelligence from the Korean top brass for me."
No more?
Jin Meiting was stunned.
This condition is almost unconditional.
Jin Meiting was a little excited.
This was literally everything given to her for free.
Although being under a man sacrifices some freedom. No.
This is not sacrificing freedom.
Thinking of all those filled pleasures, Jin Meiting's eyes became sticky.
The little face is close to the calf that she is hugging.
Lips pressed together and kissed.
"Aren't you a germaphobe?" Fang Zuo said with a smile.
"Yes." Jin Meiting said charmingly, "But you are the cleanest."
In the next room.
Cui Bingzhen was packing his luggage and preparing to return to Korea.
There, at least I am still the president.
Countless people respect themselves.
And here, the thick bandage on his head reminds him all the time.
There is someone who can easily crush me to death.
All he needed to do was frown.
You never know when you might accidentally offend someone again.
Suddenly a voice came into Cui Bingzhen's mind.
Let him come next door.
Cui Bingzhen was so frightened that his face turned pale.
I have heard that in Taoism, when one reaches his level, one can perceive the secrets of heaven.
But he was noticed just because he thought about him for a moment? Cui Bingzhen quickly dropped everything in his hands and rushed out.
Came to the half-open door of the next room.
Cui Bingzhen pushed the door open and went in.
The scene before me stunned me.
Fragrant and luxurious.
The woman of my dreams.
No.
The woman that all Korean men dream of.
Wearing only a white bathrobe.
Revealing a large area of fair skin.
A pair of long white legs lying on their side.
It looks more slender and rounded.
The eyes are as charming as silk.
Her face was flushed.
Sitting on a blanket.
She hugged a man's calf tightly and massaged it between her huge, white bosom.
Occasionally, a few intoxicated kisses would fall upon you.
You still dare to say that you have mysophobia.
Cui Bingzhen cursed in his heart.
He quickly stepped forward and prostrated himself on the ground: "Master, is there anything you want me to do?"
He kept his head pressed to the ground, not daring to look any further.
Kim Mi-jeong was also surprised by Choi Byung-jin's respectful look.
She had thought about how Fang Zuo subdued Cui Bingzhen.
It is nothing more than surrender by force.
But looking at Cui Bingzhen's respectful look now, it is completely from the heart.
It turns out that I have underestimated the man in front of me.
Thinking that with this man's support, all my dreams would be possible.
My heart is even more burning.
"If she returns to Korea, you should protect her in secret." Fang Zuo said, "Alert her if there is any disturbance."
With Choi Byung-jin's strength, it would be unlikely for him to completely protect Kim Mi-jeong.
If Jin Meiting really squeezed into the position that threatens them.
Those business tycoons inevitably resort to some covert violent means.
Although she had anticipated this and had some preventive measures in her plan.
But with Cui Bingzhen, the so-called national teacher, taking care of him, it would be safer.
Choi Byung-jin nodded obediently.
Fang waved his left hand, and the red four-trigram Taoist robe next to him appeared in his hand.
He picked up the remaining evil god's divine consciousness and several demon pills and demon souls from Baizang Mountain and refined them together.
This red four-trigram Taoist robe was refined again.
Then he returned it to Choi Byung-jin.
Cui Bingzhen took the Taoist robe, felt the surging spiritual power inside, and kowtowed repeatedly in excitement.
I understand what Master Fang meant. Giving myself strength is to let him keep an eye on Jin Meiting more.
It seems that this woman will be supported by this noble man, and maybe one day she can really reach the top.
A female businessman? Or a female president?
He didn't dare to think about it, but he knew that being obedient was the right thing to do.
Cui Bingzhen was sent away.
Fang Zuo was about to leave.
But Jin Meiting hugged him tightly and reluctantly.
I took another shallow sip of the Sanfeng medicine.
After she fainted.
Fang Zuo returned to Shiraishi Nagimitsu's villa.
It was already early morning.
When I arrived at Shiraishi Nagimitsu's bedroom, she was already fast asleep.
She took off the red rope from her wrist.
Hold it in your hand.
Place it next to your little face.
His breathing was even and he seemed to be sleeping peacefully.
I came to Oda Yui's room again.
It seems that this little guy is really obsessed with being an idol.
The person has fallen asleep.
But the iPad is placed next to the pillow.
Still making a small sound.
A variety show video of Japanese idol trainees was playing.
An enrollment poster is still preserved and placed on the bedside table.
Fang Zuo walked downstairs and sat on the sofa to meditate and regulate his breathing.
I have experienced this incident with several people in South Korea.
He began to believe how huge the network planned by the mysterious Taoist people was.
It covers two countries, Japan and South Korea.
As for whether there are other countries, we don’t know yet.
Even he felt.
According to historical records, the Korean flag changed the eight trigrams into four trigrams.
Is it really a British and a Korean official?
Even if it is.
That was probably planned by people from the Taoist sect.
But why did South Korea’s national destiny suffer a great defeat?
Simply let it age prematurely?
Let him be split into two later? I'm afraid it's more than that.
Just at this moment, a piece of news broke on TV.
Japan's Kobayashi Pharmaceutical caused a mass death incident.
Hundreds of people are suspected to have died.
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