Korean TV series: King of Peninsula 1997

Chapter 282 Want to surrender
On the outskirts of Pocheon City, the outside world seems to be isolated from the drug manufacturing factory located here.

When night falls, it is pitch black all around, and only here is still brightly lit, but there is not much sound of machines inside, and no workers are seen walking around.

The factory building far away from the city may not look impressive from the outside, but in fact it has been exporting large amounts of methamphetamine continuously.

The factory's outer walls were mottled and old, surrounded by weeds. A few stray cats were rolling lazily in the corners, unaware of the dirty deals taking place inside.

Its heavy iron gate was closed and it was surrounded by high walls with electric fences on top of the walls. There were not many residents around.

The few residents there only knew that this factory was originally a small electronics processing plant.

A sloppy man with hair covering his forehead, a turtleneck sweater covering his neck, and a black windbreaker slightly lifted by the night breeze.

With a gloomy face, he led his men into the factory. The security at the door was very tight. After the man and his men came in, they immediately continued patrolling without any slackness.

He doesn't look like a security guard, but more like a soldier.

As soon as the man and his two men stepped into the factory, they could smell a pungent odor of chemicals.

The interior of the factory has been transformed beyond recognition. The original production line has been dismantled and replaced with chemical synthesis equipment and reactors that emit a pungent smell of chemicals.

Under the dim light, staff in white lab coats are busy. They are wearing masks and gloves, so their expressions cannot be seen, but it can be seen from their eyes that they are highly concentrated. Their hands move skillfully and quickly, striving to complete each step in accordance with the established procedures.

In an area of ​​the factory, a large amount of raw materials and chemicals are piled up, including some controlled drugs.

The man's eyes were like frost, shining through the dim light and fixed on the figures working on each production line.

Seeing that these people were working seriously, the man removed his cold gaze. He opened his mouth, his voice hoarse and low, like a blade that had not been sharpened for many years, "How's the progress?"

The subordinate lowered his head and did not look directly at the man's face. "This batch is expected to be completed in three days."

The man said with a wry smile, "Continue to export to the country."

His orders were simple and direct, yet carried unquestionable authority.

"But." The subordinate looked up in confusion, "Didn't Director Jin say..."

Before he finished speaking, the man's eyes suddenly locked onto him. That look seemed to penetrate the depths of his soul and freeze the air.

The man's breathing stagnated and the sound in his throat stopped abruptly. He knew that his question made the man a little unhappy.

"What Director Jin?" The man pinched his subordinate's face, his eyes emitting a cold light, "This is not North Korea, and he is not the director of the 915 Institute. Do you understand?"

Now Kim Cheol-soo is hiding behind the scenes and letting Jang Myeong-jun come out to take the blame. Jang Myeong-jun, who is not on good terms with Kim Cheol-soo, has always been disgusted when someone mentions Kim Cheol-soo in front of him.

"Yes," the men didn't dare to blink, "Then what about the Qianming Group over here?"

The man narrowed his eyes, and after a while he turned his subordinate's face away and put his hands in his pockets.

He looked at the production staff not far ahead, stepped forward and picked up a pill of methamphetamine, "It's time to put out the bait so that the fish can swim over."

After saying that, he ignored the subordinate who was rubbing his cheek, and strode out of the factory with another subordinate. Even though he didn't say anything, the subordinate who was rubbing his face hurriedly followed.

This was just a routine visit by the men to inspect methamphetamine production, nothing serious.

The man's face was always gloomy. Even on the day of his successful escape from prison, the two men who participated in rescuing him had never seen him smile. It seemed that he always had a feeling of deep hatred and resentment.

The car slowly drove into the bustling city and soon arrived next to a building with Qianming Nightclub written on it. The man and his men walked in from the back door, passing through the flashing neon lights. Their footsteps were particularly clear in the corridor behind.

As you walk into the nightclub hall, the loud music instantly fills your eardrums, making your heart tremble slightly.

Even though it is already a somewhat chilly autumn day, the men and women in the dance floor of the nightclub are still wearing cool clothes, crowded together with their hands raised high, jumping to the music and enjoying the atmosphere here.

The man didn't rush up, but just leaned on the railing to watch for a while, squinting his eyes and sighed, "South Korea is really extravagant."

His words dissipated lightly in the noisy music, like a drop of water falling into the ocean, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

If placed in the north, these people will want to eat peanuts.

He shook his head, stood up, walked straight up the spiral staircase and entered the top floor. The ceiling above the top floor was made of glass, which gave people the feeling of being open air.

There is a large pool in the center. The water in the pool is misty and hot steam is rising, which contrasts beautifully with the transparent glass roof. Some men and women in cooler clothing are soaking in the pool.

The air was filled with the faint sweet scent of wine and women's perfume, and the rhythm of the music vibrated in the air.

The man stood at the edge of the pool and looked at Zhao Yugui, who was leaning against the water bar in the middle of the pool. Zhao Yugui, the nominal chairman of Qianming Group, was now shirtless, revealing large tattoos on his body, with his hands on the two women.

When the man looked at him, Zhao Yugui placed his hands frivolously on the waists of his two female companions, his fingertips moving across their satin-like skin, causing them to gasp shyly from time to time.

The man stood by the pool, the floor beneath his feet seemed a little slippery due to moisture.

"Is this your capitalist sugar-coated bullet?" The man lit a cigarette and spoke suddenly. His eyes were cold, completely different from Zhao Yugui on the water.

Zhao Yugui raised his head, still smiling, and happily hugged the two people beside him, "Zhang Mingjunxi, how come you have time to come to my place today?"

"I was shocked when I heard that the police wanted to investigate you."

Zhang Mingjun took a puff of his cigarette and put it down between his fingers. "So President Zhao is so worried about me? I thought you were the one who reported me."

"How is that possible?" Zhao Yugui laughed loudly twice to cover up the somewhat awkward atmosphere.

"That's right." Zhang Mingjun looked at him coldly, "You don't have the courage either."

Looking at Zhao Yugui whose face had frozen, Zhang Mingjun said slowly, "Where is the payment for the goods that I want you to prepare?"

"I told you before," Zhao Yugui said with a guilty conscience, "Qianming Group currently has two investment projects. The money has already been spent, and the funds cannot be circulated for the time being."

"If I withdraw my investment suddenly, the loss will be too great," he coughed twice, "If you trust me, give me some time."

In fact, Zhao Yugui cursed in his heart. It was clearly the old man Jin Rongzhu who gave him orders by relying on his status as a councillor, asking him to hold Zhang Mingjun in front of him. Now he was being targeted by Zhang Mingjun. Before he could react, Zhang Mingjun went into the water in neat clothes and walked in front of him from the water, smoking a cigarette.

Zhao Yugui and the two women he was hugging looked at Zhang Mingjun in front of them in a daze. Zhang Mingjun seemed to be a little crazy.

When Zhang Mingjun splashed water on the faces of the three people, Zhao Yugui reluctantly withdrew his hands and pushed the two women.

After the woman left, Zhang Mingjun pulled out a stack of photos and threw them one by one on the water in front of Zhao Yugui, "The girl is so beautiful."

There was a hint of unnoticeable regret in his words, "If my daughter Yingshun were still alive, she would be this age now."

After throwing away all the photos, Zhang Mingjun threw the cigarette butt on the photos floating on the water, "I hope President Zhao understands what I mean and doesn't let me do anything."

Being stared at by such a pair of sinister eyes, Zhao Yugui did not dare to move at all, even though his heart was already in great waves.

"I'll give you three days," Zhang Mingjun splashed water again, drenching Zhao Yugui's head. Looking at Zhao Yugui's angry but unable to speak, Zhang Mingjun sneered and turned away.

Zhao Yugui gritted his teeth and thought for a long time, then waved to the female secretary outside the bath, "Cellphone."

The female secretary was the woman on his left just now. When she heard Zhao Yugui calling her, she quickly took off the bath towel from her body, stepped into the water and handed the mobile phone to Zhao Yugui.

Although she has a good figure, Zhao Yugui is not interested now. He looks through the address book on his mobile phone over and over again, but cannot make up his mind.

"President Nim," the secretary smiled charmingly, "that was just now."

"Don't worry about it," Zhao Yugui glanced at her coldly. His irritable heart and the eye-catching swimsuit in front of him made him a little angry even though he had no interest just now.

He put his phone on the bar, pulled his secretary over him, and put his hand heavily on the top of her head.

The secretary had obviously done this many times before, so she took a deep breath and slowly dived into the water.

Zhao Yugui felt it for a while, and finally felt relieved. When the secretary came up to take a breath, Zhao Yugui pushed her and said, "Come back later."

The secretary was a little surprised, but nodded, wiped the corner of his mouth, and waded away.

Zhao Yugui finally made up his mind and called Li You.

This was something he had secretly inquired about a few days ago. Even if it was just Li You's work phone number, Zhao Yugui was very grateful. This might allow him to find another way between Kim Yong-soo and Zhang Mingjun.

As soon as the phone showed that it was connected, Zhao Yugui immediately whispered respectfully, "Chairman Li, nim."

Li You was also a little surprised when he received the call, "Who are you?"

"I'm Zhao Yugui from Qianming Group," Zhao Yugui laughed dryly, "Did this call disturb Chairman Nim?"

"If it's not convenient, I can call you next time at a time that's convenient for you."

Despite saying this, Zhao Yugui still prayed in his heart, praying that Li You would not say it was inconvenient.

Li You, who was currently in a high-rise apartment, raised his eyebrows and glanced at Li Youmo who was washing up. "What's the matter, President Zhao?"

"I don't dare let the president call me that," Zhao Yugui smiled bitterly, "This is just a fake reputation I made up myself."

Seeing Zhao Yugui's sincere attitude, Li You leaned on the pillow and said, "You called at this time. It's hard for me to say that I am available to answer the phone."

Li You said to himself, not caring about Zhao Yugui's mood at all, "But considering your good attitude, I'll give you three minutes."

He glanced at the clock on the wall, "You can start now."

"There is an international drug lord named Zhang Mingjun, and he is now in our Pocheon City!" Zhao Yugui was also anxious, "Member Kim Yongsu of Pocheon City reached a cooperation with Zhang Mingjun and established a drug factory with him!"

Zhao Yugui told everything and did not leave any way out for himself. At least in his opinion, Li You was more trustworthy than Zhang Mingjun.

And the man who took him in, Kim Yong-soo, had always treated Zhao Yu-gyu like a dog.

Zhao Yugui heard some details of the alliance. Li You didn't interfere in local affairs at all, but sometimes he would transfer some manpower.

Zhao Yugui doesn't care about those insignificant people. What he wants is money and the power to control Qianming alone. If he can use Li You's power to overthrow Jin Rongzhu, he will join the alliance on behalf of Qianming Group.
"Any other news?"

"What?" Zhao Yugui was a little confused after his fantasy was interrupted. "What are you asking?"

"Location? How many people do they have?" Li You asked coldly, "You don't know anything, do you?"

Zhao Yugui opened his mouth, but no sound came out. The cooperation with Zhang Mingjun was all finalized by Councillor Jin Rongzhu. He had no idea.
The technicians and guards didn't use Qianming's people. How could he, a puppet leader, know all this?
He didn't even dare to ask. After all, if he did, Kim Yong-soo would find out and he would be in great trouble.

"It seems that President Zhao is also a pitiful man." Li You chuckled at this time, "You want me to help you?"

Zhao Yugui noticed that Li You was not surprised to hear his words, and estimated that what he said might not be confidential information. He did not dare to ask for anything else, but just said in a pleading tone, "President Nim, I know your Kinmen security is very powerful. Can you help me protect my daughter?"

He turned his head and looked around. "That Zhang Mingjun threatened me with my daughter. Please."

Li You raised his eyebrows. In fact, Zhao Yugui's information was quite valuable, but judging from his expression, he seemed to have misunderstood.

Li You said calmly, "It's no problem to protect Chairman Zhao's daughter. How old is Chairman Zhao's daughter now?"

Zhao Yugui smiled bitterly, "She is twelve years old and in the sixth grade."

"Today, Zhang Mingjun came to me and asked me for the money they were going to use to produce the next batch of drugs," Zhao Yugui sighed, "but Councillor Jin Rongzhu wouldn't let me and asked me to delay it. I..."

"So Zhang Mingjun threatened you with your daughter?"

"That's right, President-nim," Zhao Yugui said with some fear, "President-nim Li, what else do you want to know? I will answer truthfully as long as I know it."

Li You narrowed his eyes, "Are you usually monitored by someone around you?"

"Surveillance?" Zhao Yugui was a little confused. He shook his head and said, "I don't know."

(End of this chapter)