Chapter 23 Worthless

Pei Yongjun swung his arm up and down, and the hammer head made a dull sound.

“…” Choi Jong-Bum suddenly opened his mouth, and his throat made a hoarse sound, as if he wanted to vomit out all his internal organs, but he couldn’t utter a word.

Pei Yongjun's right hand was like an iron clamp, pulling his head up again and looking at his tearful face.

"Hey, hey..." His eyes were scattered and he shook his head in a daze, "Brother, it's not you, it's not you..."

"Who is it!" Jin Rongmin asked, "Who did you offend? Think about it carefully!"

"Don't you owe a loan shark?"

Choi Jong-Bum looked at Bae Yong-Jun, his eyes gradually regaining focus, and he finally knew what he should say, "Yes, yes..."

"So who hit you?"

"I, I..." Choi Jong-Bum didn't dare to say the names of the gang members. Tears streamed down his face as he begged, "Brother, please, I really don't dare. Let me go, let me go..."

"I won't sue anymore, I won't sue anymore. All the injuries on my body were caused by myself..."

Kim Yong-min glanced at Bae Yong-jun.

Seeing him nod slightly, Jin Rongmin picked up the thick notebook and handed it to the young police officer next to him, "Take your statement."

"Yes." The young policeman let go of Choi Jong-Bum's hand, took the notebook, walked behind the table and picked up a pen.

"The complainant, Choi Jong-Bum, admitted that the minor injuries to his elbows and face were accidental, and therefore his report was fabricated."

As Kim Yong-min read, he uncuffed Choi Jong-bum and the young policeman wrote furiously.

"The interrogation is over, the case is sealed and closed, let's go." After he finished taking notes, Jin Rongmin waved his hand, and the two of them left the interrogation room one after the other.

Silence returned to the interrogation room. Choi Jong-Bum slumped dejectedly on the interrogation chair, like mud, breathing slowly.

It took him a while before he felt his pounding heart get better. He moved his arms and raised his head, but suddenly his eyes widened in horror.

Pei Yongjun was looking at him.

"You, you..." he stammered, "Why are you still here?"

"Isn't it possible?" Pei Yongjun took a step forward, scaring Cui Zhongfan so much that he trembled all over.

"Brother, brother! Don't, I really don't dare anymore, I really don't dare anymore." Choi Jong-Bum waved his hands timidly, "Really..."

"If I make trouble again, I will be struck by lightning and die immediately. Really, believe me." He swore.

"Are you really giving up just like that?" Pei Yongjun stood up, walked in front of him, and looked down at him.

"Really, really." Choi Jong-Bum looked at the tall Bae Yong-Joon and swallowed.

"Out of a capital of 10 billion, I only lend you 8 million, and the interest rate is 8% a month. How long have you borrowed it for, and how much have you repaid?" Pei Yongjun looked into his trembling eyes.

"Can you still count it? Can you still pay it back?"

"You just give up?"

"I..." Choi Jong-Bum stammered, unable to speak.

"You haven't given up. You still want to find Choi Sulli, right? You still want to find Goo Hara, right?" Bae Yong-jun revealed what he was thinking in one sentence.

"I finally have a celebrity girlfriend, so how can I not make the most of it?"

"No, no, no!" Choi Jong-Bum quickly denied, "Really, I really won't look for them again, really!"

"It seems you've really given up." Pei Yongjun shook his head, his tone somewhat disappointed. "What a waste of effort."

"A waste of effort?" Choi Jong-Bum raised his head and looked at him in disbelief.

He finally understood what Pei Yongjun meant, but...

"Brother, aren't you in the same group as Choi Sulli?"

"Together?"

"Yes, yesterday, but not today." Pei Yongjun laughed, loosened his collar, and waved a business card in front of him. "Let me introduce myself again. I'm a reporter for Hanjiang Sports."

"Park Ji-cheol."

————“Reporter? Hangang Sports?” Choi Jong-Bum was stunned.

He never expected that this ruthless man was actually a reporter and a paparazzi.

"Don't believe it?" Pei Yongjun took out his cell phone and handed it to him. There was a short text message on it.

[Hanjiang Sports: Breaking News! Kara member Goo Hara has recently broken up!]

Choi Jong-Bum looked at the phone screen in disbelief, "No, no..."

"I've been following Choi Sulli for a long time, and finally caught some news."

"The news series will begin immediately. Tomorrow we will reveal the reason behind her breakup."

"It's a pity that the video can't be released, and Goo Hara and Choi Sulli are unwilling to cooperate with the interview. Otherwise, it would have caused a huge sensation."

"I was hoping to get more information out of you, but I didn't expect you to call the police and make me waste all this time. What bad luck!"

Pei Yongjun clicked his tongue and shook his head, looking very regretful, just like a paparazzi who would do anything to get attention.

Paparazzi?

An idea suddenly flashed through Choi Jong-hwan's desperate mind.

"But this has nothing to do with you." Bae Yong-jun looked at Choi Jong-bum with sympathy in his eyes. "President Lee In-sun of Seonnam Investment only lent you the money because you're Goo Hara's boyfriend, right?"

"What shall we do now?"

He patted Choi Jong-Bum's cheek, then wiped the sweat off on his coat in disgust.

"He lost his celebrity girlfriend, his money, and yet he dared to call the police. He almost ruined Li Renshan's thriving business."

Pei Yongjun walked back to the table and threw the hammer on it with a clang. He took a last look at Cui Zhongfan, who looked ashen. "Take care."

Then he turned and walked out.

"Reporter Park! Reporter Park!" Choi Jong-bum's desperate voice came from behind.

"Hmm?" Pei Yongjun stopped and turned to look at him.

"Save me! Reporter Park! Save me!" Choi Jong-Bum slipped from the interrogation chair and fell to his knees on the ground with a thud.

He crawled forward on his knees and came in front of Pei Yongjun, "Reporter-nim, you're so good, you can definitely help me! Please!"

"Are you so afraid of Li Renshan?"

"Of course."

"Lee In-sun and I are old friends. Your cell phone number is 7625, right? People who like to smoke cigars and can't pay their debts will..." Pei Yongjun made a gesture of cutting off his little finger.

"One finger is worth ten million."

"Yes, yes, yes! That's right!" Seeing that Bae Yong-jun seemed to know Lee In-sun, Choi Jong-bum nodded.

"Save you?" Pei Yongjun hesitated for a moment, then looked at him kneeling on the ground. "Of course I can."

"I can delete the police record for you."

"I can also help you intercede with Ruinan Investment."

"Even if you really need to repay the loan, I can help you find a way."

"Reporter Park, please help me!" Choi Jong-Bum opened his mouth and hope lit up in his eyes.

"But why should I help you?" Pei Yongjun lifted his leg and pressed his head against the table with his foot. He looked at him like a dead person and said in a cold tone, "Cui Zhongfanxi, you are worthless."

"I have it! I have it!" Choi Jong-Bum struggled and shouted.

"what?"

"I have news! Reporter nim!"

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