The Underground Emperor: Starting with Running Away with His Sister-in-Law

At first glance, this Director Ding seemed quite approachable.

Now it seems rather repulsive.

Who does he think he is?

Talking to yourself in this questioning tone?

Ultimately, it was only because of Mu Xianmin's influence that he greeted Ding Xin with a smile.

Otherwise, what are you, Ding Xin, anyway?

Uh, no, not really.

So what if you're a powerful director of a small conglomerate?

He has MBC television station backing him up!

Thinking of this, Han Zhengtai's expression also tightened, and he said indifferently, "I don't understand what Executive Director Ding means. I only know that the personnel for this program have already been decided!"

He also stopped mentioning asking Ding Xin to switch to another program.

At this point, it's clear they're already hinting at saying goodbye.

Ding Xin smiled...

His stubbornness suddenly flared up.

This is fucking hilarious!

It's one thing if he didn't come, but since he came in person, how could he possibly leave empty-handed?

Even Mu Xianmin, this woman, can't save face!

Ding Xin was very dissatisfied with the gift, and he was already thinking about how to teach this woman a lesson.

"Can't you just replace him with someone else? Can't you just replace that newbie with our Seok Jae? That kid isn't even on the list yet..."

As he spoke, Ding Xin patted the schedule on the table.

Han Zhengtai breathed a long sigh of relief.

He had completely lost the desire to continue the conversation.

"Director Ding, the personnel have already been decided and there's no way to change them. And to be honest, the person who wasn't on the list was personally chosen by a leader in our station. I can't say anything about it; I'm afraid I can't do anything about it!"

After a pause, Han Zhengtai simply said, "Let's stop here for today. I have other things to take care of. Let's talk again another day..."

After the words fell, the whole place was silent.

This attitude is already very tough; it's clear that there's no point in talking to each other.

I don't want to talk about it anymore.

Saying we'll talk another day is just polite talk; once we step out that door, it's a long way off...

Wu Xiuyan and the others looked rather grim.

Liu Shi, in particular, really wore his frustration on his face.

Such is the nature of great ups and downs.

At first, things were fine; at least on the surface, everything seemed peaceful and harmonious.

He had hoped this opportunity would allow him to return to MBC television.

But unexpectedly, it was full of twists and turns.

I don't know why Executive Director Ding is so insistent on this "infinite challenge".

To be honest, he didn't see anything good about the show either...

Ding Xin had no idea what the others were thinking.

But at the moment.

His smile grew even brighter.

His smile seemed somewhat incomprehensible to others...

But Wu Xiuyan is different.

She knew Ding Xin's character very well and knew that he was on the verge of exploding.

"Anhemao!"

Ding Xin suddenly let out a low growl.

"yes, Sir!"

Upon hearing this, Anhemao immediately stood up as a reflex.

He hadn't heard Ding Xin address him in that tone in so long, so he simply reverted to how he addressed Ding Xin before the establishment of Kinmen.

Ding Xin's lips curled slightly as he reached down to his waist and pulled out a pistol, placing it on the table.

Then, with a gentle push of his right hand, the pistol slid to Ankhmao's face.

"Take this and go talk to that kid named Park Jaejoong..."

From the moment Ding Xin pulled out his pistol and placed it on the table.

Han Zhengtai's eyes widened, as if his entire body had frozen...

His female assistant covered her mouth in shock, her whole body trembling with fear.

Liu Shi, standing to the side, gaped and unconsciously swallowed, looking restless.

Wu Xiuyan silently lowered her head.

She just knew...

"yes, Sir!"

Anhemao has always been very efficient.

He responded, picked up the pistol, and walked towards the door.

at this time.

"Wait, Minister An!"

Han Zhengtai looked nervous, but he had already come to his senses and hurriedly tried to call out to An Hemao.

However, Ankhmao completely ignored him.

Seeing that the thug was about to leave, Han Zhengtai had no choice but to turn his pleading gaze to Ding Xin.

Ding Xin chuckled and said calmly, "Wait a minute!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Anhemao immediately stopped and stood respectfully in place.

Ding Xin took out his cigarette case, lit one, and said with a smile, "What's wrong, Minister Han?"

"Um... Executive Director Ding..."

Han Zhengtai's voice trembled slightly. He sat up straight and stammered, "What...what are you trying to do?"

As he spoke, his gaze kept glancing at the pistol in Ankhmao's hand.

"What do you want to do?"

Ding Xin leaned back slightly, slowly exhaling a puff of smoke, and said with a half-smile, "Minister Han said he was powerless? Then leave it to me..."

"I won't make things difficult for you. He's just a nobody. I guarantee that within a day, either he'll ask to withdraw from the list, or he can only participate in the show in his next life..."

He paused, then added, "Oh, and what about that station leader? Who is he? If all else fails, I'll send someone to try and persuade him too."

"Executive Director Ding, this really isn't necessary. Let Minister An put that away... and we can sit down and have a proper talk..."

Han Zhengtai forced a smile and offered some words of comfort.

It really put him in a difficult position.

"Which one?"

Ding Xin asked the question knowingly, then beckoned to An Hemao.

Ankhmao immediately understood, took two steps closer, and handed over the pistol with both hands.

Ding Xin reached out and took it, gesturing for him to sit back down first.

"Crack!"

Ding Xin boosted the insurance industry.

Under Han Zhengtai's terrified gaze, he calmly pointed the gun at him and said with a smile, "You mean this?"

Han Zhengtai felt a chill run down his spine and was speechless.

He had never experienced anything like this before.

Suddenly, I felt a dampness in my crotch area...

His female assistant was already terrified, keeping her head down and trying to minimize her presence.

Ding Xin's lips curled into a mocking smile. He brandished the gun in his hand and said sarcastically, "Minister Han, answer me, is this what you mean?"

"Yes...yes, Director Ding, please put the gun away first, let's talk this out..."