The Peninsula's richest man, starting from the game coming true

Chapter 20 Come on, try to refute me!
Han Zhe stepped down, still not satisfied when he saw Park Changhao lying on the ground with his face covered. Then, he kicked him in the stomach with a fully charged football.

With a dull thud, Park Chang-ho let out a scream as if he had a stitch in the side, then he rolled over on the ground, holding his stomach and face, and squirmed towards Choi Seok as if he was escaping for his life.

Cui Shuo just woke up from his dream and looked at Han Zhe in disbelief: "Ah! How dare you."

how dare you?
The figure of Han Zhe in my memory, who was always energetic even in a cheap suit, who would smile brightly to everyone, who was gentle, humble and silent, and who would just smile and not argue even when faced with difficulties, gradually disappeared before my eyes.

Then, clearly, there was the figure of Han Zhe in front of him, whose eyes seemed to spew flames, his expression was cold, as if he didn't care about killing people, and he was as angry as a silent lion. At this moment, he didn't say a word, but his usually gentle eyes and brows were now sharp like a piece of ice that made people feel cold all over, mixed with the cold wind blowing towards him.

Han Zhe just raised his right hand and punched him in the face. Cui Shuo was caught off guard and staggered, and was tripped by Park Changhao at his feet. He panicked and tried to support himself on the ground with his hands, but he also screamed, and lay on the ground covering his hands, rolling left and right and wailing.

"My hand, my hand!" He screamed as if his hand was broken.

Han Zhe wanted to move forward again, but this time, it was Section Chief Li who reached out and hugged him. It was a bit difficult for a thin middle-aged man of forty years old, only about 1.74 meters tall, to use all his strength to stop a strong man who was over 1.85 meters tall with shoes on and weighed nearly 200 kilograms.

"Enough! Enough! Do you want to go to jail? Han Zhe!"

Section Chief Li's voice calmed Han Zhe down. His first reaction was to subconsciously look at the camera that was flashing red light in the corner not far away.

Han Zhe's anger quickly subsided, or to be more precise, he controlled himself and tried to keep thinking even in the moment of anger.

He had made the mistake because he had not been able to control his emo emotions on his birthday and had two extra drinks. Although he had not shown anything on that day and was ecstatic because the system had appeared, he swore from the bottom of his heart that he would not make the same mistake again.

"Do you need to call an ambulance for you?" Han Zhe suddenly asked.

Section Chief Li's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly reached out to stop Han Zhe, but Han Zhe secretly grabbed the corner of his clothes and pulled it back.

Cui Shuo was still screaming: "My hand is broken, broken!"

At this moment, there were several groups of office workers on the rooftop smoking and drinking coffee in groups of three or four. All eyes were focused here, and some even started taking out their mobile phones.

After all, this is an entire office building. In addition to the Damao Trading Company, there are also some other companies here. They don’t care if their filming will cause any trouble to other companies.

Han Zhe didn't care. He only knew that as long as he didn't let these two idiots report the case, it would be fine - which was not difficult.

But Section Chief Li quickly turned his head to look around, then ran over to ask the other party not to record the video. Several people took out their mobile phones, hesitated for a moment, and put the phones down. After all, they were office workers working in the same building. It would be fine if they didn't see it, but if they saw it and still recorded it, they would be asking for trouble and making enemies.

"Don't cry, idiot senior, it's probably just a bruise. I didn't see it before. Are you so timid?" Han Zhe's mocking voice made Cui Shuo a little more rational.

He moved his wrist slightly. Although it was painful, he could still move it. This made his expression become a little ferocious: "Are you crazy?! Hey, Han Zhe! I'm going to send you to prison!"

"Really?" Han Zhe laughed. "Just because I broke a pair of glasses, knocked out a tooth, and bruised your wrist, you have to put me in jail? Do you have any misunderstandings about your judicial system?"

“What?” Cui Shuo stared at Han Zhe with wide eyes, and could only see Han Zhe’s mocking smile at this moment: “Be quiet and listen to me.”

"If you call the police now, they will first take us all in for investigation for intentional injury. At that time, I will say that you two deliberately put drugs in my wine and caused me to be poisoned. In the end, I missed the meeting and was sent to the mail room. It was because of this incident that we had a conflict. At the same time, I will find a lawyer to apply for bail and leave with you."

"Then you have to too." Cui Shuo didn't finish his words when he saw Han Zhe reaching out his hand. He subconsciously shrank his neck and almost lay on Park Changhao, who was still covering his mouth and whimpering.

"Injuring someone in passion is different from intentional injury, and the judgment method in this regard is very vague, and the punishment is also very flexible. I can find a lawyer to play with you slowly. Believe me, it can be delayed much longer than you think. At the same time, my lawyer will file a lawsuit against both of you, of course, on the grounds of drugging." Han Zhe said slowly.

"How could we possibly poison someone!" Park Chang-ho said with a face full of resentment: "Are you a fool to think you are a police officer!?"

"Do you have the final say? If I can file a formal lawsuit, this will be investigated, and during the investigation, you have to cooperate. What kind of wine did you give me to drink? What was the purpose? Was it intentional? Was there anything added to the wine? Everyone in the office heard it. You gave me wine - was it just wine? You come to prove it? Are you the prosecutor?"

Han Zhe paused and said, "But in fact, none of this matters. What matters is, are you important to the company?"

"When you are investigated for poisoning, guess what the company will do? I'm screwed, of course, but it's just a job in the mail room. Oh, by the way, I'm a foreigner, so I can just go back to my country and have a criminal record."

Han Zhe reached out to help Park Changhao put on his glasses and looked at him coldly: "What about you? Will the company let you stay in the hair extension room, or just let you get out to avoid damaging the company's reputation?
Changhao senior nim, do you have an amazing father? Do you have any amazing seniors? Do you have any amazing connections in the company? "

"Do you have it?" Park Changhao stared at him angrily. "Why do you think you can force the company to fire me? You are a foreigner, what ability do you have? What connections do you have? I have lived here for more than 30 years! Do you think you are the president? Can you fire me just like that?"

Han Zhe slowly stood up with a sneer on his face. He picked up the handbag that he had thrown aside when he started the fight, and while slowly unzipping it, he said softly, "Ah, it's not impossible. I will consider your suggestion. But the point is, if I want you and Cui Shuo to get out of the company, it seems that I don't need to be the president of the company to do it."

"Do you know the value of this handbag?"

Han Zhe shook gently.

Everyone's eyes, including Section Chief Li, were focused on the bag.

"Kelly depeches 25, Hermes, fifteen million."

Han Zhe opened his bag, which was filled with banknotes, all of which were new notes worth 50,000 yuan!
This scene made everyone's eyes widen slightly. Then, Han Zhe pointed to his wrist, revealing the Audemars Piguet watch.

"Do you know this?"

He still had a sneer on his face, and he said slowly: "AP, Royal Oak, 150 million."

After these words came out, Cui Shuo was the first to disbelieve: "One hundred and fifty million? Who do you think you are!?"

Han Zhe just slowly took out his mobile phone, opened the banking app in front of him, clicked on the deposit screen, and then slowly showed the phone to Park Changhao.

"Count them."

"Shit." Cui Shuo couldn't even count how many zeros there were for a moment. He could only stare with his eyes wide open and murmur.

Park Chang-ho used his broken glasses to see clearly, but he exclaimed, "Two billion!?"

"Our bank cards are the same, right? After all, to facilitate the company's salary payments, we all use Woori Bank. You are also familiar with this APP, right?"

"If I tell you that this is only what I received yesterday, what will you do?"

Han Zhe put his phone away, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared: "How much do you think it will cost to kill you two bastards? In other words, what do you think you have to pay to make me pay?"

"Of course, as a foreigner, I don't really have any connections."

"But those lawyers who charge half a million or a million dollars an hour for consulting do."

"There are law firms that will accept my 100 million yuan commission."

"Guess who their father is? Which school did they graduate from? Who are their predecessors? Which company do they work for? Who do you think you are facing!?"

He slowly stood up, his tall figure facing the sun, and the shadow he cast obscured the sight of Cui Shuo and Park Changhao. For a moment, they felt that Han Zhe was as tall as the sky and the sun.

"Oh my god, I am a well-known person in the East, so you locals can understand this, right?"

“This is the peninsula.”

"Do you know what kind of country South Korea is? A democracy? No. I'd better not tell jokes."

"If you don't know, I just bought a book on the modern history of South Korea. Would you like me to show it to you?"

"But this time, I'll teach you a lesson for free - this is a capitalist country!"

"Effort? Dedication? Right or wrong? Bullshit! It's nothing! It's like I just wanted to be an ordinary employee, I tried my best, and did nothing wrong, but you bastards can ruin my future just because you don't like me!
Here, you want to talk to me about the law? Hahahaha"

"Here! Money is everything! Those who possess wealth are the real judges here!"

Han Zhe's voice seemed to grow louder and louder in their ears, gradually becoming deafening, but his expression was extremely cold, his eyes full of mockery.

He opened his handbag, grabbed a handful of banknotes, and threw them out like flowers from the sky, hitting the two men.

"Now, you can talk, come on, try"

"Refute me."

Han Zhe raised his chin slightly, looking down at the two people in front of him with contempt.

At this moment, even Section Chief Li could not help but remain silent because of the scene before him.

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