In half an hour.

The Pinghai meeting ended.

Finally.

The result is that Jin Changmin faints directly. Before the coma, Jin Changmin couldn't imagine how the plutocrats' brains had been "smart" for a long time. They broke up one by one and broke them up for him.

One is coincidence.

Two are coincidence.

Three.

Four.

Ten.

。。。

To the end.

He didn't believe it was a coincidence. Instead, he felt that he had done the same thing. But his IQ told him, especially, it was a coincidence. It had nothing to do with him.

No one believed.

Catch him and write.

He had to turn over his ancestors and count them.

That's it.

He was so excited that his brain began to protect itself, turning his eyes.

。。。

Seoul.

The top of a skyscraper.

Luxury office.

Seeing Jin Changmin pass out, Li Zhengzhi still doesn't get rid of his hatred.

"Son of a bitch, it's a good thing to find out in time, or he'll get hit." Yesterday, a think-tank of his family came to his door and handed over a thick document, which made a good analysis of historical "cases".

People have to believe that this is a conspiracy, and the leader is the Jin family.

With this meeting.

He overtly jumped out against Jin Changmin and exposed the hypocrisy of the Jin family.

Hum.

Want to pit labor.

We also have smart people under us. I really think you've made a perfect match. Then, Li Zhengzhi took out the document, which became more and more true. He was also more and more angry. He couldn't make the Jin family feel better.

Immediately.

He sent a copy of the document to the other plutocrats.

A meeting was also called.

It's not Kim's.

"Hateful."

"Damn Jin Changmin."

"Jin family, you are cruel enough."

"Zhengzhi, where are you from?"

"I can't stand the scrutiny. Don't you have any idea what my men have analyzed?" Speaking of this, Li Zhengzhi is a little proud, and exposes the plot of the Jin family.

They are very good.

It's also his face.

"Talent."

"Our talent team needs to learn from Li Zhengzhi."

"That's right."

"Good."

"It should be well rewarded."

"Of course."

"Now, we need to think about our relationship with the Kim family."

"The Jin family is powerful. We are not rivals. However, this time, he can't let us go so easily. We must give him some color to see. He won't dare to do this next time."

"That's right."

"He must have a long memory."

"Then how?"

"I think that since he wants to tear us down, we can follow this line."

"It makes sense."

“。。。”

Soon.

They reached a consensus.

No matter what the purpose of Jin Changmin is, we must restrict the Jin family. The first way to restrict the Jin family is to break up the anti-monopoly and turn the conspiracy into a conspiracy. Then try to see who is the best.

Dare to kill us.

Wait and see.

As for the fact that they are also in the process of splitting up, they don't think there's anything wrong with it. In the past, we should unite to deal with Jin Changmin and then hold the American thigh. The plutocracy is still the plutocracy.

Money.

Still afraid not to restore the glory of the evening?

Hum.

"That's it."

"Take action."

"No problem."

“。。。”

Then.

Call out one by one, gather up the defense and prepare for the attack.

。。。

Busan.

The first aid room of the villa.

Because of bad health.

Jin Changmin has a private doctor on call 24 hours a day. After falling into the dark for a long time, his eyes begin to light up. He seems to see the situation that Jin family is besieged by various plutocrats..

"No."

Jin Changmin suddenly woke up.

"Father."

"Where am I?"

"At home."

"How long has the meeting been over?"

"Two hours."

"Two hours, two hours, how do the plutocrats react?" Asked Jin Changmin in a hurry.

"They.. They. " His son hesitated to say, from their reports in other chaebols, that the major chaebols have regarded them as enemies and are actively preparing.

What are you going to do?

I need to ask.

Counter attack, of course.

They are in great trouble. No matter how strong they are, they can't choose these plutocrats alone.

Seeing his son's expression, Jin Changmin looks dark. Now, something important is going to happen. "Hurry up, call me, I'll explain." He didn't want to jump in this unexplained pit.

"Father, is it useful?"

"I have a clear conscience."

"Yes."

"Here."

"Yes."

The son handed over the phone.

Jin Changmin first called Li Zhengzhi, the man who hated him the most.

"There's something else to say." Li Zhengzhi said in a cold voice.

"I didn't do it."

"In this world, if it's true to touch the lips, it's too simple. You and I are not children. I still think we can't match you in intelligence. Hum, goodbye."

Preconceived.

The evidence is' conclusive '.

Li Zhengzhi could not hear Jin Changmin's explanation at all.

"Dudu."

There's a call on the other side.

Jin Changmin continues.

One by one, some received, some didn't receive. At the moment, he felt lonely. At the same time, he also understood one thing. These plutocrats may have really disconnected with him.

It's not a connection.

It's trust.

"Father." When he saw Jin Changmin, his son called out.

"Well?"

"Is it possible that they are trying to extort us by making use of their problems?" This reason is not impossible, because according to the results and benefits, they come to let the benefits subside.

It's impossible to fight.

Kill each other?

No.

Economic and social.

It will be solved by economic means.

In its view.

All parties are so determined. First, they should fight against the leadership of the Jin family. Second, they want to extort money from them. Whether they do it or not, it has become unimportant.

They made up their mind to have the family bleed.

"You mean, there's a problem?" Jin Changmin just woke up, but his mind hasn't been thinking about it for a while. Now it seems that it's really possible that everyone has suffered a lot in this year.

Ordinary people suffer losses.

Or fight back.

Or bear it.

Or find someone to pass on and vent.

The same is true for capital. When other people suffer losses, they want to gather more fruits and return blood on their biggest tree. At this time, Jin Changmin is more likely to think.

Nima.

It's really not the work of labor.

Why do I need my money back and forth.

No.

"Asshole."

Jin Changmin dropped his mobile phone on the ground.

Sir.

OK.

Do you think I'll pay you to reconcile in order not to be split? Want to be beautiful, the gold family does not accept, at least, this first wave of "blackmail" can not accept, tear down, the core asset, is still in our gold family's hands.

Just right.

Taking advantage of this, we will throw away some non-performing assets. Major consortiums have a large business, many good things and many bad enterprises. Now, this situation, on the other hand, is not totally unacceptable.

"Remove."

Cried Jin Changmin in a low voice.

"Ah?"

"The Jin family can't accept the threat casually. They want to tear it down. Fortunately, our splitting plan is complete. They can get rid of some burdens. They want to sell the remaining secondary assets."

"Father is wise."

Let's talk about it.

Anyway, the face of the Jin family has come.