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

"Who knows."

"I haven't heard of it."

"..."

Ding Qing remained silent.

He just silently smoked and watched them until the murmurs in the private room gradually subsided.

Seeing that no one spoke, he continued, "Over the years, you should know my character, Ding Qing, and you should also understand my way of doing things."

I, Ding Qing, can't always be fighting and killing. I need to have my own career too. I'll ask for everyone's support then.

My own career?

Help?

What does it mean?

Some people looked puzzled.

Some people, however, thought of a deeper meaning.

Even the more timid ones had their backs soaked with cold sweat.

"Of course, I definitely won't let everyone help for nothing."

Ding Qing smiled and gave Li Zicheng a look.

Li Zicheng immediately understood, got up and walked to the door of the private room, opened the door and greeted the people outside.

After a while.

A group of thugs in suits carrying black leather suitcases filed in.

At Li Zicheng's instruction, the suitcases were placed one by one in front of each person present.

After he finished, Li Zicheng waved his hand.

The group of underlings immediately jogged away from the private room.

At this moment, everyone in the private room fell silent.

Unless you're an idiot, everyone knows what's in the box.

Whether you understood it before or not.

At this moment, only one thought remains...

A storm is brewing...

Chapter 64 Kim Sung-hyun, Kyunglin University of Physical Education

Ding Qing is proceeding intensively according to the plan.

Ding Xin, on the other hand, seemed to have adopted a somewhat carefree and leisurely attitude; he had nothing to do...

He gave all the money he had to Ding Qing, and also emptied Wu Xiuyan's working capital.

This led to the stagnation of the originally planned business expansion.

Wu Xiuyan didn't say anything, but perhaps due to her girlish tendencies, she had been pestering Ding Xin for the past few days.

Very annoying!

But who is Ding Xin?

Would you back down to her?

During this period, Ding Xin basically did nothing but hang out with Wu Xiuyan every day.

We are determined to subdue this female demon!

But after only a few days, I got fucking bored with it.

"That brat called again..."

A magical cell phone ringtone sounded, and Ding Xin took out his phone to take a look.

The caller was Wu Xiuyan.

Ding Xin answered the phone and immediately cursed, "What the hell is it now? Didn't I just send you back?"

On the other end of the phone, Wu Xiuyan covered her mouth and chuckled softly.

She knew she had really put Ding Xin through the wringer these past few days, since he was as strong as an ox and so arrogant all the time.

They used every trick in the book...

We absolutely have to make him surrender.

After laughing for a while, Wu Xiuyan composed herself and her charming voice rang out again.

"Ah-Xin, someone has contacted me and wants to meet you."

The nickname "Ah-Shin" was something Wu Xiuyan learned from Ding Qing when they met last time.

For some reason, she felt that this way of addressing him was more intimate, so she continued to call Ding Xin that from then on.

Ding Xin raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised: "Who is it?"

"It's our colleague, President Kim. He owns several massage parlors in Seocho-gu, just across the street from our place."

Ding Xin does have some recollection of this person. He passed by several times when he and Wu Xiuyan were inspecting the market in Ruicao District, and those shops seemed to be doing quite well.

Why does he want to see me?

"I'm not sure, but it seems like they're in a bit of a rush."

After a moment's thought, Wu Xiuyan on the other end of the phone continued, "Ah Xin, I've heard that this President Kim has some underworld connections."

Besides these massage parlors currently in operation, his official profession is that of a judo professor at Jinglin Sports University, which makes him somewhat well-known.

Beijing Forestry University of Sport?

Never heard of...

However, those who can become professors at universities generally possess both ability and connections.

As for his underworld background, Ding Xin wasn't surprised at all.

It's impossible to open a massage parlor in a prime location like Seocho District without some kind of underworld background.

It's quite interesting that someone like that would want to meet him.

Ding Xin pondered for a moment, then said directly, "Then let's meet. Time and place."

"They said it depends on your schedule."

"Don't you know whether I have time or not?"

Ding Xin said somewhat irritably, "You can arrange it as you see fit, just let me know when the time comes."

On the other end of the phone, Wu Xiuyan chuckled twice and said sweetly, "Okay, I'll contact him now and call you back later."

Ding Xin hummed in agreement and then hung up the phone.

ten minutes later.

Wu Xiuyan called again to say that a time and place had been arranged, and Ding Xin had no objection.

...

At night, the moon and stars are sparse.

Ding Xin arrived at the agreed location by car, a Japanese restaurant in the Ruicao District.

This restaurant is located in a remote area and occupies a large area, mainly because of its spacious courtyard and elegant environment.

Wu Xiuyan owns a share of the restaurant, and he has come with her a few times.

The taste is just so-so.

The main attraction is the ambiance, and it's also convenient for discussing business.

As soon as the car stopped, his underlings, who had been waiting, came to greet him.

This underling was arranged by Ding Xin to work at Wu Xiuyan's place; it seems Wu Xiuyan arrived earlier.

In the box.

Wu Xiuyan was chatting with a man, and she would occasionally chuckle when she got to the parts she was having fun with.

There were two bottles of sake on the table, neither of them opened.

Upon seeing Ding Xin appear, Wu Xiuyan immediately grabbed his arm and introduced him with a smile, "This is President Jin."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man stood up and extended his hand with a smile: "President Ding, I've heard so much about you!"

Ding Xin looked him up and down.

He was dressed in a suit and wore glasses, looking very refined. He was slightly overweight, and his face seemed somewhat familiar.

It's that same old dramatic face again.

Ding Xin casually replied, "Nice to meet you, President Kim."