Korean TV series: King of Peninsula 1997

Chapter 413 Everyone has their own agenda
The sky grew darker and darker until it was completely pitch black.

David Park, who was waiting in the restaurant, was eating and looked at his watch. Time was running out.

He sighed anxiously, and the phone on the table rang.

"What's the situation? It's been five hours."

"I'm still waiting for him, Reverend."

"David, it's good to be back," Jeon Yo-hwan said calmly, "It's a pity that both Kang In-gu and Gu Sang-man have to be dealt with."

"Should we wait a little longer?" Park David said sincerely, "If two Koreans died in the hotel, people would definitely talk about it."

Jeon Yo-hwan was a little annoyed, "Yeah, I'll take care of this kind of thing."

Park David looked at his phone and sighed softly.

Jeon Yo-hwan hung up the phone and called Byeon Ki-tae who was waiting in the hotel parking lot, "Do it."

"Okay," Byeon Ji-tae said coldly, "I'll try to clean it up as cleanly as possible."

He got out of the car and gathered the people he brought with him, "Turn off the hotel's surveillance cameras and go in in five minutes."

After David Park finished the call, he sighed and walked towards the black jeep parked on the side of the road. When he opened the door, Dean, who was waiting on the side of the road, followed him.

"Hey, you forgot this." Dean patted his shoulder from behind and handed him the bag that had previously contained the money, which now contained the document.

"I thought you weren't coming," Park David was already a little angry at Jeon Yo-hwan's attitude, and his tone was certainly not good now, "Why are you so late?"

"Do you think it's easy to get the list of embassy staff?" Dean didn't react much to his tone, "Besides, it's not the current one."

David Park hurriedly got into the car, opened the bag, and looked through the staff list. When he found Douglas Harper's name, he hurriedly took out his cell phone and called Jeon Yo-hwan.

"He is a CIA officer who frequently does business with us," Park said. "He is trustworthy. Douglas Harper is on this list, and the internal evaluation report states that he has a history of smuggling and debt."

Jeon Yo-hwan was silent.

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The dim light deepened the shadows in the corridor. The people brought here were all fanatical believers who had been brainwashed by Jeon Yo-hwan, and their eyes were cold and emotionless.

At this moment, they held the pistols tightly in their hands, and wore white believers' robes, staring coldly at the room where Cui Changhao and the other man were.

"Ding dong."

The doorbell rang, and when no one opened the door, Byeon Ki-tae pressed it again.

"Ding dong."

Choi Chang-ho and Kang In-gu looked at each other in the room. Choi Chang-ho's eyebrows were furrowed and there were slight muscle changes in his arms.

Seeing that no one opened the door, Bian Jitae waved his hand, and the believer took out a room card and prepared to open the door directly.

But the exception was the phone ringing at the same time.

One was Park David, who called Byeon Ki-tae and asked him to stop.

The other one was Jeon Yo-hwan who called Kang In-gu, "Mr. Kang, I have a suggestion."

After he finished his proposal, Jeon Yo-hwan puffed on his cigar and said, "For the rest, we will discuss it in person."

When Choi Chang-ho and Kang In-gu went out, the believers outside had already left.

When they went downstairs, Byeon Ki-tae, who was about to kill them, was standing next to a car, waiting for them seriously.

Seeing them coming, Bian Jita simply opened the car door and sent them to the manor.

When Choi Chang-ho and Kang In-gu went up to the swimming pool floor.
Under the moonlight, the lights by the swimming pool appeared particularly soft, but the surface of the water was broken by the fluttering of the waves.

Laughter and excited screams continued to ring out.

Jeon Yo-hwan's figure was running around in the swimming pool.

Several women in swimsuits surrounded him, smiling brightly. Their swimsuits were tight and sexy, and their skin was covered with water droplets.

They played and joked with Jeon Yo-hwan to their heart's content, water balls flew around, and laughter filled the entire swimming pool.

Jeon Yo-hwan had a water gun in his hand and was constantly pulling the trigger.

Each shot was so accurate that it caused the women to scream and laugh.

He saw two people coming to the side out of the corner of his eye, and quickly raised his hands to signal them to stop.

Jeon Yo-hwan walked ashore, and the servant next to him handed him a towel. After he wiped his body, he helped him put on a red bathrobe.

"I thought this was a guy who left his business behind to go to baseball games and treated money like dirt."

Cui Changhao sarcastically said, "Why don't you continue to cheer for the baseball players?"

Jiang Renjiu agreed, "Brother, people who like baseball would rather skip meals than watch the game. We should respect his hobby."

When Jeon Yo-hwan heard the dissatisfaction in the two people's words, he clapped his hands together and rubbed them, "I was also rude today, and I apologize."

"Mr. Jiang asked Chen Zhen to provide one ton before?" Quan Yaohuan narrowed his eyes, "I can send two tons of cocaine to Brazil for President Gu."

Two tons is really not a small number. Even for Jeon Yo-hwan, he would be seriously injured if something happened.

He does not have his own plantation now and relies entirely on purchasing from the Cali Cartel in Colombia. Once the two tons are brought into Suriname, it will be difficult to sell them if they cannot be successfully transported to Brazil.

Even with Jeon Yo-hwan’s current channels in Europe, it would take a whole year to sell out.

A look of surprise appeared on Jiang Renjiu's face, and he looked at Cui Changhao.

"Really?" Cui Changhao said, "But it has to be transported to the Brazilian border I specify, and you have to escort it in person."

"May I?"

"Okay," Jeon Yo-hwan nodded, "but this time the quantity is really huge. We will import it from Colombia first, and then ship it to Suriname in batches according to our method."

"It will take about a month."

"One month?" Cui Changhao touched his forehead and nodded, "It's almost enough time for my ship to leave the port."

"Not bad," Jeon Yo-hwan smiled, "So how is the president going to pay the down payment?"

When Choi Chang-ho heard Jeon Yo-hwan asking about the first batch, he licked his lips and asked, "Didn't Pastor Jeon say that we should import it in batches from Colombia?"

"Then I'll ask Master Jiang to inspect the goods here after I return to Brazil, and I'll deposit the down payment into your escrow account."

Jeon Yo-hwan nodded in satisfaction, "Very fair."

He extended his hand. “It’s a pleasure to work with you.”

"Pleasant to work with."

Seeing that the matter was settled, Jeon Yo-hwan waved to a nearby distance, "Ball."

He took the baseball and threw it to Jiang Renjiu, "I'll take 60%, Mr. Jiang will take 40%, if it's more, God won't allow it." Jiang Renjiu took the baseball, shook his head helplessly, and nodded, "Okay, we'll talk about it later."

He stretched his shoulders. "I haven't pitched in a long time."

He threw the ball, causing Quan Yaohuan to applaud, "Good shot! You have really strong shoulders."

He clapped his hands. "To celebrate the agreement, shall we have a meal together?"

Cui Changhao nodded without denying it.

At night, there are bands performing on the stage, several beautiful round tables are set up in the manor, and even small colored lights are hung around.

The place was full of believers attending the banquet, wearing white devout garments.

Choi Chang-ho and Kang In-gu were standing in front of the banquet table with delicious food, using tongs to put food onto plates.

"Before you leave, would you like to introduce the NIS agents in Suriname to me?"

Hearing Jiang Renjiu's question, Cui Changhao paused, looked up at him, and then began to observe the people at the round table around him.

After confirming that no one was paying attention to this side, he spoke, "If the National Intelligence Service commissioners know each other, it will be easy to be exposed."

"What?" Jiang Renjiu looked at him, "I'm a commissioner?"

Cui Changhao narrowed his eyes and said, "That's not what I meant, but please believe me."

“You keep talking about trust, but trust is not something you say, it’s something you do.”

The two of them walked and talked until they reached a table.

After they sat down, Jeon Yo-hwan, who was sitting opposite Choi Chang-ho and holding a cigar and wearing a white suit, smiled and asked, "How is the food?"

"The chefs here often cook Korean food, and President Gu said he liked raw beef, so I asked them to prepare some."

"Raw beef?" Cui Changhao swung the fork in his hand. "It tastes good, but not chewy enough. Could it be the controversial American beef?"

Jiang Renjiu was eating with gusto, but when he heard Cui Changhao's ignorant words, he frowned in disgust.

"This is marbled beef. Rather than being chewy, it melts in your mouth," Jeon Yo-hwan advised him, "Try it more."

After Jeon Yo-hwan finished speaking, he watched Choi Chang-ho eat a few bites before turning his gaze to Kang In-gu, "Mr. Kang, we signed a huge contract and are now business partners."

"How about you move into my house before the deal is done?" Jeon Yo-hwan said, smiling, "You can save some money on rent."

Jiang Renjiu chewed his food and asked, "You still doubt me, so you want to hold me hostage?"

"How could that be?" Jeon Yo-hwan fanned his hands in front of his face. "How nice it is for baseball fans to get together and cheer for the players?"

“When people with similar interests get together, they can create synergy.”

Jiang Renjiu swallowed his food and put down his fork. "I thought we had different interests."

“Hehehe,” the continuous rejections did not make Jeon Yo-hwan’s smile disappear. He touched his heart and said, “That’s why I want to live with you and get along well with you.”

"I felt bad when I saw you living in a shabby rental house and the shabby stingray factory."

Jiang Renjiu narrowed his eyes, "Wait. Didn't it make you feel bad that you ruined my stingray business?"

The smile on Jeon Yo-hwan's face disappeared. He didn't expect that Kang In-gu would keep harping on this matter.

He leaned back in his chair. "Didn't I also suffer losses? That unfortunate incident was not my intention at all."

"Then isn't it the fault of the Kinmen Group?" Quan Yaohuan said, "Otherwise it could have been transported there."

"It is because of the Kinmen Group that we can only get chicken from the US military stationed in South Korea, right?"

Everyone at the table fell silent.

"I'll send someone over tomorrow," Jeon Yo-hwan looked at Kang In-gu calmly, "You move over."

Jeon Yo-hwan smoked his cigar and stopped talking.

After a while, all the believers at the banquet gathered in front of the DJ player and began to dance to the music.

Jeon Yo-hwan was still sitting at the table, holding a cigar, looking thoughtful.

In the bathroom, Choi Chang-ho turned on the faucet. "If Jeon Yo-hwan wants to import two tons of cocaine into Colombia, he will definitely have to pay a lot of money. We must seize this opportunity."

"Speaking of which," Jiang Renjiu said while washing his hands, "how come the Dutch customs found cocaine in my second batch of rays?"

"Dutch customs have always been too lazy to check this kind of stingray, why would they suddenly conduct such a thorough inspection? Was it Quan Yaohuan's doing?"

Jiang Renjiu washed his hands but did not turn off the tap. "I heard someone in prison say that if no one reported it, there was only a one in a thousand chance of it being discovered."

"So until just now, I felt that I had very bad luck," Jiang Renjiu circled around Cui Changhao, "Could it be that the National Intelligence Service exposed it?"

"There's cocaine in the stingray's stomach," Jiang Renjiu raised his eyebrows at Cui Changhao in the mirror, "I think this is the only possible scenario."

Cui Changhao remained silent.

The two gradually faced each other, and Jiang Renjiu became a little annoyed.

He always thought that it was the Kinmen Group that seized the first batch of goods, so the second batch of goods was reported by Quan Yaohuan himself and was retained.

But the time just doesn't match.

Jiang Renjiu pointed at Cui Changhao and said, "How dare you assign me a task?"

Choi Chang-ho threw away his cigarette. "The purpose at that time was to stop Jeon Yo-hwan from smuggling cocaine into Korea. We undoubtedly caused you losses."

"Besides, if we hadn't intervened, how would you have faced Jinmen?"

Jiang Renjiu was furious for a while, but gradually calmed down. "With what you did, how can I trust you and work hard for you? It's better to join hands with Jeon Yo-hwan to make a lot of money."

"What are you talking about?" Cui Changhao looked serious.

"What's the difference between what you did and what Jeon Yo-hwan did?" Jiang Renjiu pointed at him, "Stabbing people in the back and taking advantage of them, why not choose the side that can make money?"

"I just think you're just saying that out of anger," Choi Chang-ho looked at him for a while, "Without the National Intelligence Service, do you have a way to transport the drugs to Brazil? Or to South Korea?"

"How do you make money with Jeon Yo-hwan?"

The two were about to continue arguing when they heard the bathroom door outside being opened, and they quickly changed their expressions.

David Park staggered in and looked at the two of them drunkenly.

"The raw beef may have gone bad," Jiang Renjiu said with a bad look on his face, "I've been feeling sick."

"Impossible," David Park shook his head and walked to the urinal.

The two looked at each other and then left the bathroom.

David Park looked at the two men's backs, also thoughtful.

(End of this chapter)