I'm a chaebol in South Korea

Chapter 403 Zhang Minghao's Fate
He went back to school in a daze, offered to resign to the professor, and went to the dormitory to pack his luggage in a daze.

After everything was done, Li Shuxian's confused mind finally had the ability to think.

What is she doing?
Because of the other party's one sentence, all the back roads were cut off. What will happen if the other party does not keep their promise.

Li Shuxian fell into a tangled panic for a while, waiting for the trial of tomorrow's fate.

Downstairs in the Hanjin Group, Assistant Zhang, who had just received the assignment, was about to get in the car when he suddenly stopped and looked up at the towering Brilliant Building behind him.

'How long can I stay here? '

Assistant Zhang put a question mark in his heart, even he himself didn't know the answer to the question.

"Senior, it's time to get in the car."

The assistant on the side reminded him contemptuously that it was almost time to leave.

Zhang Minghao's loss of power is already an open secret within the group, he must have experienced it himself!
Before long, his position will be banned.

"Min Ho!"

"Inside, senior."

"I know you are waiting to take this position, but as long as the president doesn't give an order for a day, I will be your superior and senior."

"What do you think, if I tell the president that someone can't wait to make small moves, what will he do?"

Min Ho's expression suddenly changed, the president's character is suspicious and jealous, once the seeds of doubt are planted, it is tantamount to completely losing the chance of gaining hope.

"Senior, I'm sorry, I didn't mean that. You have always been the senior I respect and admire in my heart. I still have a lot to learn from you."

Assistant Zhang put on a smile on his heavy and serious face all day long, "That's right, a dog should look like a dog after all. Besides, it's a dog locked in a cage waiting to be selected."

"If you want to call, you should wait until you are selected. This is the only advice I can give you as a senior."

"Inside."

After getting on the car to Gwangju, Assistant Zhang once again looked at the headquarters building of Hanjin Group through the car window.

How calm he was at this time, how unwilling he was in his heart.

I devoted half of my youth to the Zhao family, but what I got was sent to the remote Gwangju to wait to die.

No, maybe there is no need to wait.

There is already 'death' waiting for him, life is so fragile, it only needs a small accident to disappear completely.

Fortunately, he has already dealt with all future generations.

The money accumulated over the years should be enough for them.

"lets go!"

The black Hyundai merges into the traffic flow, like a drop of water falling into the sea, no longer distinguishing each other.

After leaving the urban area, the traffic flow gradually decreased, and the air in the car began to gradually become dignified.

The driver frequently observed through the rearview mirror, and Zhang Minghao, who closed his eyes in the back row, also let him understand the president's final arrangement for him.

It turned out that he didn't even have the qualifications to visit Gwangju.

There was a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, the next moment the driver yelled and stepped on the brakes, the car turned to the left as if out of control, and hit the guardrail at the foot of the mountain.

"Axiba, you damn son of a bitch, hey~"

After a brief absence, the driver suddenly pushed the door open and stared fiercely at the Hyundai in front, "How did you drive? Are you looking for death? Come out, son of a bitch."

hum~
The front suddenly appeared horizontally, and Hyundai who forced the car to a stop did not get out of the car.

Instead, it started again, and while the driver jumped into the car in an unbelievable panic, he suddenly hit the front of the car with the rear of the car.

thump.

Zhang Minghao, who had just sat firmly, lay on the back seat again with his legs up.

"Xiba, son of a bitch, who the hell is he, lunatic?"

While cursing, the Hyundai in front finally opened the car door.

Wearing a baseball cap, black mask, and black leather gloves, the man in hardcover, who was wrapped tightly around his body, walked towards him with an all-metal baseball bat in his hand.

"Yeah, who are you and what are you doing?"

thump~
The front windshield was completely shattered into spider webs on one hit, and the glass on both sides was smashed to pieces by the bat on the second hit.

The splashed glass made the driver desperately lower his head, and instinctively put his head in his hands to avoid injury.

When he raised his head again, Zhang Minghao in the back row had disappeared.

The Hyundai in front of him also drove forward amidst his powerless rebukes and shouts.

Think of the consequences of screwing up a mission.

The driver quickly kicked off the windshield with his foot, started the car and was about to set off.

squeak~
The car reversed on the spot, drew a beautiful arc, and hit the opposite guardrail.

The driver, clutching his head and face full of pain, got out of the car, looked at the punctured tire and yelled at the sky, and kicked the flat tire with his feet helplessly and furiously.

Zhang Minghao, who was covered with a black cloth cover over his head, remained silent since he was taken out of the car and brought to the front car.

He didn't know where these people came from, or it was a test from the president.

Although the chances are slim, Zhang Minghao still hopes that the chairman's family will remember his contribution and loyalty to the Zhao family in the end.

Otherwise, they were sent by the enemies of the president's family.

The purpose, of course, is to dig some unfavorable news from myself.

Want to say?
Thinking of this question, Zhang Minghao laughed secretly in his heart: "I don't have any right to choose." '

Now, I am the only one who has an accident.

If you talk nonsense, in South Korea, no one can escape the pursuit of chaebols.

But with the driving time of the car and the performance of these people, Zhang Minghao's appointment gradually became tense.

They were too calm and too professional.

It's not like an emotional South Korean at all. From the moment he caught himself in the car, there was no communication during the whole process.

Only the two people sitting next to him put their arms on his shoulders to ensure that he would not move.

Besides, it was as cold as entering an ice cellar in the compartment.

Until the high-speed car slowed down slowly, the door opened, and a breath of sea breeze came oncoming.

"Boss, the guests have arrived."

"Hmm~ Assistant Zhang, please get out of the car!"

The cloth cover on his head was taken off, and Zhang Minghao squinted to see the smiling face outside the car door.

Somewhat familiar, I must have seen it somewhere.

But what he can be sure of is that he doesn't know each other.

"Is that so, the person is with you?"

"Yes, brother, how do you want me to arrange it?"

Seeing that Zhang Minghao was ordered by Li Zhenyu, Cui Wanzhi naturally would not take it lightly.

Offending the chaebol was not what he wanted to see.

Therefore, for this operation, he dispatched his most elite fighters, all of whom were professionally trained veterans.

In South Korea, every man is required to enlist in the army.

But those who can be emphasized as 'veterans' must be elites who have officially served.

Cui Wanzhi has only recruited such talents in the past few years.

The person is now in his hands, but what to do next depends on Li Zhenyu's intentions.

If he still has the same idea as before, it doesn't matter whether he sends people to him or keeps them temporarily.

But if he changes his mind, Cui Wanzhi can only send Assistant Zhang into the bucket to fill the sea.

(End of this chapter)