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

"This is an invitation to a charity gala, to be held in the middle of next month, hosted by our Kinmen Group..."

Ding Xin slowly exhaled a puff of smoke.

He said with a smile, "Those invited are all from South Korea's upper class, all of them wealthy and powerful. You should know what that means, right?"

Kim Cha-in certainly knew what this meant.

Charity Gala Dinner.

In other words, it was a social gathering of celebrities.

Since this man personally extended the invitation, the subtext was that he would introduce him to some connections.

"Excuse my bluntness, Prosecutor Kim, but regarding the investigation of Park Sung-bae, I'm afraid you were also acting under someone's orders..."

Kim Cha-in's expression shifted slightly.

"If, and I mean if, you're capable enough to win over Park Sung-bae, are you sure the credit will go to you?"

"Furthermore, as far as I know, the person behind you has taken quite a lot of money... and he himself has no way to advance..."

"Even my current position was earned through seniority..."

Inscrutable!

This is Kim Cha-in's most direct impression of Jung Shin right now!

Ding Xin, the managing director of this small chaebol group, may not be considered much in Seoul at the moment.

But in Gyeongsang Province.

They are definitely the kind of celebrities who have their own aura!

Coupled with his ambiguous tone, it instantly gave Kim Cha-in a huge shock...

Kim Cha-in felt that the man in front of him was absolutely right!

His superior, Oh Cheol-soon, who is also the chief prosecutor of Gyeongsang Province, does not have a very good reputation.

All these years.

He's been languishing in Gyeongsang Province for a long time, and his term is almost up.

But they became increasingly unrestrained.

Does trying to please him really work?

Chapter 192 Wine in the Cup

Do not!

The managing director of the Kinmen Group in front of us is right!

It's better to rely on yourself than on others!

Think of this.

Kim Cha-in unconsciously tightened his grip on the gilded invitation card in his hand.

With this invitation, he can make more connections with high society people.

With his emotional intelligence, he believed he could quickly turn those people into his network!

In addition, Ding Xin promised him a commission.

They have money and connections.

So what if he offends his boss?

He will be able to find a way to be transferred to Seoul on his own.

maybe.

One day his current boss will become his subordinate.

He has this confidence!

Looking at Kim Cha-in's increasingly determined gaze and the fingers gripping the invitation tightly...

Ding Xin smiled.

I don't believe you'd be willing to give up this honey-glazed flatbread...

Get it!

Not long after, Han Dujing arrived at the private room carrying several bottles of Maotai liquor and knocked on the door.

After we came in...

They then noticed that Kim Cha-in's attitude had changed; he had become very enthusiastic.

even.

He had already become sworn brothers with Ding Xin.

Han Do-kyung breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed that Executive Director Ding had succeeded.

This also means.

He no longer has to live in constant fear...

Thinking of this, Han Dujing's mood immediately brightened, as if the clouds had parted and the sun was shining...

Then there's nothing more to say.

Enjoy life to the fullest when you're successful; don't stop drinking...

......

the other side.

Inside a restaurant in Minpyeong-dong.

Ding Qing and Park Sung-bae toasted each other, seemingly having a pleasant conversation.

However, there was a struggle between the words.

However, friction continued.

Actually.

In some ways, Park Sung-bae is indeed a bit more difficult to deal with than Kim Cha-in.

Although this mayor followed the official route.

But then you do it.

He's even darker than his mother, a typical black kid.

One or two pieces of meat.

He wanted to extract three pounds of oil from it.

He kept probing with his words, trying to find out Ding Qing's bottom line.

"Mayor Park, to be honest, our group has already wasted far too much time in Annam City. If you continue with this stalling, then I'll just withdraw..."

Ding Qing slammed his wine glass down, his words revealing deep dissatisfaction.

"Oh dear, Chairman Ding, what are you saying? How could I possibly refuse you? It's just that I have to consider everything carefully..."

Park Sung-bae smiled ingratiatingly.

Despite his probing, he genuinely didn't dare to fall out with Ding Qing right now.

To know.

He had a very uneasy time during this period.

After losing both arms, he became very passive in his dealings with others.

"Ah!"

Ding Qing sneered and said calmly, "Mayor Park, I think you might not have grasped the situation yet. Do you need to think about so much right now?"

Park Sung-bae heard this.

His eye twitched slightly, and he feigned ignorance, asking, "President Ding, what do you mean by this?"

"What do you mean?"

Ding Qing took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep drag, and slowly said, "Don't you understand your current situation? You're caught in a media storm and being watched by the prosecutor..."

"Think about it carefully. Besides us, who else would be willing to offer you such favorable terms right now?"

"Now that we've come this far, I'll just lay it all out on the table with you. Public opinion can be guided, but that takes time. But what about the prosecutors?"

"You don't really think you have absolutely nothing to hide, do you?"

"We can afford to drag this out, but can you?"

"If you're still like this now, it's really pointless. You need to understand one thing: I'm here to help you, not to harm you!"

Park Sung-bae remained silent.

His smooth sailing over the years has led him to develop a very bad habit.