ps: Happy Mid-Autumn Festival for everyone!

Kim Jong-ming smiled and nodded at the Councillor Luo Qingyuan, saying that he had bowed, then directly pulled a stool and sat on the other side of the chessboard, and began to watch the battle seriously.

This office is very big and has a suite. If you sit in the bedroom with windows, you may feel the autumn rain outside the window; if you open the door on the left and walk into the secretary's room, you may feel the noise and busyness. But at this moment, in this place where you play chess, it seems that since Jin Zhongming came in, there was almost no other sound in the entire reception room except for the sound of the two chess pieces falling on the plate.

How to say it? It seems a bit quiet and terrible.

But Kim Jong-ming didn't seem to feel this. He clasped his hands together, then narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the chessboard, without any intention of speaking.

You are a real gentleman who can't speak without saying anything!

At the same time, in the area of ​​Cheongtan Cave several kilometers away, Li Minzhen, who had figured out the situation and made up her mind, reached out to hug Lee Byung-hun, and seemed to be trying to persuade the other party, with a very gentle tone.

"There is no chance." Lee Byung-hun shook his head slightly depressedly. "The gap in strength is too. South Korea is a hierarchical society, and the one that determines the hierarchy is capital. He is richer and more powerful than me. This is an ironclad fact. Unless I go to buy lottery tickets tomorrow... but I have to buy lottery tickets in the United States, otherwise I will not win a billion US dollars, and at least I am at the same level as him in terms of assets. Otherwise, I and Ben are not qualified to get rid of his shadow!"

"Then you can hide!" Li Minzhen suggested seriously. "You can go to the United States and Europe, and I can accompany you. Let's hide for three or five years before coming back..."

"I actually thought about it." Lee Byung-hun smiled bitterly. "It's on this sofa... Of course, it's also in the office, and even at a banquet... In the past two months, as long as I'm alone, I'll naturally think about it. I've thought about it many times. This is indeed a way. As for Koreans, no matter what kind of struggle it is in, it's normal for losers to escape. The other party will never chase and kill them, right?"

"Then why not leave?" Li Minzhen pressed her face to the man's chest.

"Because I'm reluctant!" Lee Byung-hun's expression changed quickly. He looked helpless just now, but now he suddenly became firm and serious. "I dreamed of making movies since high school. At that time, I tried to rent a camera to shoot myself during the summer vacation, and then my parents beat me on a belt... It would be better to kill me if I didn't let me make a movie!"

Lee Min-jung was slightly stunned. With her thoughts, it was difficult to understand why this man had such a big reaction when talking about his career, but she also understood the other party's fear of Kim Jong-ming. South Korea is so big, the Korean film industry is even smaller, and Zhongwu's road is just that long. Kim Jong-ming stood on the street and stared at him, which was indeed enough to make him unable to move forward.

When it comes to the topic of movies, Lee Byung-hun seemed to be clear and right, and the logic of his speech also improved a lot: "I want to make a movie, but this has never changed. However, my dream of film is maintained in Korea. My nearly twenty years of struggle have almost buried myself in the Korean film industry. In this case, as long as I still have a trace of passion, I cannot give up... It has been easy for three or five years, but who will remember Lee Byung-hun after I come back?"

"Then you..." Li Minzhen stared at the other party with wide eyes and asked. "Why don't you give in?"

"I'm surrendering." Lee Byung-hun said angrily. "I've been convinced. He stepped on my face like this, and I didn't say a word. He even asked Yeon Jung-hoon to help me talk...but he won't let me go!"

"Why?" Lee Min-jung was even more puzzled. "Hong Zhengmin and others just expressed their recognition at the film level and were nothing... "

"I have a personal grudge with him." Lee Byung-hun suddenly felt a little ridiculous. "It's been a long time, several things..."

Li Minzhen didn't say anything anymore, but turned her eyes, as if she was thinking about something.

At 1:00 a.m., several secretary in the office of the headquarters of the Yeouido National Party, had already left work, but most of them were careful not to make any noise when they left. It seemed that they had long been used to these situations.

Finally, at this moment, Aunt Park also gave in to Kim Mo-sung's recruitment.

By the way, as soon as he joined the investment, Jin Qichun walked out from the next door with a plate, four cups of hot coffee and two plates of nut kernels... so much that Kim Jong-ming stared at him from beginning to end. It seemed that being a secretary was quite hard.

"I'm giving in." Jin Wuxing smiled very happily while holding the coffee.

"You're better than the game." Aunt Park didn't seem to care much about winning or losing, and began to pick up nuts.

"It's quite wonderful." Luo Qingyuan clapped her hands a little, but immediately she turned her attention to Kim Jong-ming directly opposite her. "Why, our new actor doesn't seem to be interested in Go? Why are you looking at Secretary Jin Qichun?"

The other two seemed to have just discovered Kim Zhongming and they all looked at each other.

"It's not like that..." Jin Zhongming laughed. "I just think it's quite hard to be a politician. I arrived at around 11 o'clock in the evening, and the downstairs were still brightly lit. It's already 1:00 a.m. Now it's 10 a.m. Whether it's three or Secretary Jin, they are so energetic... they even have the heart to play Go..."

"Just make you happy in pain." Aunt Park finally spoke to Kim Jong-ming. "Anyway, there is the bedroom inside, so I don't care about this. By the way, I haven't congratulated you on winning the Actor Award yet... are you quite happy?"

"Indeed." Kim Jong-ming smiled without any concealment. "Overall, people are excited tonight until now, and even... they are a little excited."

"It's normal to be abnormal." Jin Wuxing quickly put down the coffee, then smiled and added congratulations. "Congratulations, congratulations."

At this moment, Kim Ki-chun, who had just put down her coffee and started to clean up the chessboard, looked at Aunt Park awkwardly.

"What's wrong?" Aunt Park was a little puzzled.

"It seems that there is a missing piece." Jin Qichun explained helplessly.

"Look for it!" Aunt Park said with a frown slightly.

"Yes." Jin Qichun then began to lean over and start looking for something near the coffee table where the chessboard was placed.

When Kim Jong-ming saw this scene, he couldn't help but grin.

"So what's wrong with Zhong Ming?" Luo Qingyuan kept staring at Kim Jong Ming.

"Secretary Jin is so amazing." Jin Zhongming stared at Jin Qichun and praised. "I used to send me coffee in the corridor, but it didn't take him back to know which flavor I like to drink in 2 minutes. Now in such a large plate of Go, he actually counted while packing the board, and finally counted out a piece of chess piece! This level...tsk tsk..."

Aunt Park laughed too.

"Qi Chun is indeed an outstanding young man." Jin Wuxing also sighed. "No wonder the Chairman trusts him so much, but the Chairman has always been good at using young people."

"But." Jin Zhongming suddenly sighed. "I'm sorry, if you want to be a chess piece, you will have one less piece, and it won't delay playing chess. Why do you have to make Secretary Jin so hard in the middle of the night?"

"Yes." Jin Wuxing followed suit again. "Then don't look for Qichun first! Thank you for your hard work, let's take a rest!"

"Yes." Aunt Park was slightly stunned and nodded immediately. "Qi Chun, go to rest, and look for it tomorrow dawn."

Jin Qichun quickly got up and bowed slightly to Aunt Park, and then returned to the secretary's room with the chess tool.

"Actually... I noticed it just now." After watching the other party leave, Jin Zhongming suddenly spoke and broke his silence. "Not only is there a small thing missing from a piece of chess piece, but also when playing chess, you seem to be particularly obsessed with details... Although I only have a little understanding of Go, I still see the situation in the whole game very clearly."

"Is that true?" Aunt Park asked faintly.

"Yes." Kim Jong-ming's answer seemed particularly powerful and affirmative. "When I came in, your white chess was obviously about to become a powerful person, but Mr. Kim could only compete with you for a little bit of corner... But I don't know what happened, your attention was completely attracted by the fight on that corner. In the end, he was secretly strengthened by Mr. Kim, and then sneaked into a big dragon. You didn't even have time to rob... So, forgive me, my junior, for saying it bluntly, you showed a trait that should not be a superior or a leader in this game!"

Jin Wuxing looked up at the ceiling, as if she was recalling her masterpiece just now, while Luo Qingyuan was also seriously savoring the coffee.

Aunt Park did not speak loudly. After listening to Kim Jong-ming's words, she first ate the kernels she twisted in her hand, then took a sip of coffee to moisten her throat, and then she spoke again:

"It seems that Qing Yuan has read it wrong. Zhong Ming, your Go level is really good. When we were playing chess just now, we thought you were asleep... Why? It seems that you played Go a lot, right?"

Kim Jong-ming shook his head firmly again: "I really rarely play Go! In fact... because of my personal preference, I even hate Go."

"What do you mean?" Luo Qingyuan smiled and made a fuss. "Go is our national skill. When it comes to playing chess in China, Japan, South Korea and the three countries of East Asia, no matter what, they still have to count the word Go. As a Korean, how could he hate Go?"

"That's not necessarily." Jin Wuxing also smiled. "You also said that they were the Three Kingdoms of East Asia, and Zhong Ming grew up in the United States..."

"It has nothing to do with this." Kim Jong-ming's seriousness formed a sharp contrast with the laughter of the other two. "I have already said that I hate Go but it's just my personal likes and dislikes... To be precise, I just hate Go pieces!"

"This is new." Jin Wuxing stared at Jin Zhongming with interest. "Who else hates chess pieces? chess pieces are you provoking you?"

Kim Jong-ming chuckled at the other party, then looked up at Aunt Park, who was still eating nuts and drinking coffee, as if he didn't understand what he meant at all.

However, Kim Jong-ming was not discouraged, but said on his own: "I am a young man. Young people always like to show their characteristics and advocate personality. This is actually human nature. As for Go, the whole chess piece is indeed changing, and it is indeed endless in terms of displaying IQ and philosophical perceptions. However... its chess piece is the same... What's even more terrifying is that once it falls, it can't move anymore. It can only be determined by the chess player, like a dead thing! It's ridiculous!"

"Then what chess do you like?" Aunt Park suddenly spoke.

"I like chess." Jin Zhongming spread his hands.

"The fate of chess pieces is actually in the hands of chess players..." Luo Qingyuan seemed to want to persuade Jin Zhongming.

"But!" Although Kim Jong-ming's volume was not high, his tone suddenly became clear and serious, as if he had returned to the podium of the Big Bell Awards not long ago. "The chess piece has its own rules. The horse walks on the sun like a field, while the stern walks but he doesn't leave the palace. Even the chess player thinks it is a waste and cannot throw it out! There are also small pawns, which look the most ridiculous and sad, but it doesn't want to retreat, and no one can force it to take a step back! What should I do if I have to make it retreat? It's very simple. The chess player must first stand up and say to the person opposite, 'I admit defeat, I won't play anymore'! Then go home alone with the chess piece on the chessboard and play back...Mr. Luo, what am I right?"

Luo Qingyuan was blocked there and could not say a word.

However, Kim Jong-ming didn't mean to end here. He turned his head and looked directly at Aunt Park in front of him: "But... the more terrible situation occurs in the game in reality. There are actually no chess players in the real game. Everyone is just a chess piece with their own rules of operation. However, some of them can only be pawns now, while others can already be chariots, horses and cannons, and generals. Chairman Park, I think you were blinded by your own advantages before the real opponent appeared, and then mistakenly thought that you had the ability to jump out of the board and become a chess player... Therefore, you were so direct and urgent to take on others!"

Aunt Park did not refute, she just took out a tissue and wiped her hands that had just pinched the nuts.

"Then I'll go home to rest first." Jin Wuxing stood up knowingly. "You guys chat slowly."

In this way, Luo Qingyuan immediately stood up and left. In the reception room, only Kim Jong-ming and Aunt Park were left.

"How did you notice it?" Aunt Park spoke first. "You came to me because of Zheng Jinzhou? How long has it been? I asked him to wait until you win the prize before revealing it..."

"He did tell me just before he came today, but someone just reminded me again this afternoon." Jin Zhongming smiled as if he was ridiculous. "Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to figure out so many things just after I calmed down at the door for more than an hour..."

"Who reminded you?" Aunt Park was slightly stunned, but immediately thought of a new question. "No, if you were thinking it out clearly at the door, it wasn't because of Zheng Jinzhou's incident...what happened?"

"This afternoon..." Kim Jong-ming sneered. "In the library of the School of History of Seoul University, Professor Ahn Cheol-soo talked to me for a long time. Then he reminded me at one point, saying that sooner or later you will take action to restrain me..."

Aunt Park laughed in silence. This was a coincidence.

"Then, at the celebration banquet for the Dazhong Awards in the evening, the vice president of Hyundai Group came to deliver the message for the former chairman..."

Aunt Park smiled again: "I didn't expect you to be a hot commodity... but it is indeed a hot commodity worth winning."

"So, my favorite cake was actually coming to see you late at night with the idea of ​​showing loyalty!" Kim Jong-ming smiled. "But, after being turned away by you, I listened to the sound of wind and rain outside and drank a lot of wine, but my mind suddenly became much clearer. Everything went back and forth... I quickly sorted out everything... First of all, Professor An Zhexiu reminded me well. No one in power can stand my strong expansion behavior. Although the Korean film industry is not a particularly good place, if you really do it, it may make people feel restless. So, of course I can understand that you can clamp me..."

"Since it's understandable... why do you still have to act like you're not bent?" Aunt Park interrupted Kim Jong-ming's statement.

"Because of purpose!" Kim Jong-ming's eyes were calm. "I'm thinking about the real purpose of your doing this!"

Aunt Park remained silent.

"I thought about it carefully." Kim Jong-ming sighed slightly in his heart. "If you just wanted to clamp down on me, Zheng Jin-ju tried to serve as the chairman of the Film Revitalization Committee and the president of the Filmmakers Federation at the same time... Then would it be too early to do this? It's too urgent. At least you have to wait until the movie "The Furnace" comes out before touching me, right?"

Aunt Park still said nothing.

"Actually, Chairman, if you are for this purpose, I can understand it. Even before Professor An Zhexiu reminded me, I was prepared in my heart! Today, I will calmly bear your cold greeting, and then after telling you that Professor An Zhexiu and Mr. Zheng came to see me, they left without saying a word..."

"Then why do you have to say so much nonsense?" Aunt Park laughed again. "It's a chess piece, and it's a rule... What really stimulated you?"

"It's very simple, Chairman Park, the real reason why I'm so serious and even a little rude is... I'm very worried that you do this, not only because of this kind of superiors' natural 'skill'! But because of something else that is not calm!" At this point, Kim Jong-ming stared at the other party seriously. "So I want to ask you personally, does this have anything to do with the matter of "The Furnace" and the affairs of Senior Song Kang-ho? If so, I would like to remind you that your actions are actually doing things in reverse!"

Aunt Park was stunned. She forgot to take back her hand when she went to grab the nut. The only move she made was just turning her head and staring at the other person in amazement!

By the way, Aunt Park seemed to know this young man on the first day... A feeling of appreciation or even admiration suddenly popped up in her heart... After many years, she swears that she has completely forgotten this feeling, and this feeling is really wonderful.

How to say it, now she completely understands what the other party means!

First of all, this kid really doesn't care about what he arranged for Zheng Jinzhou to expand his influence in the Korean film industry to suppress him... He had expected it! What he really cared about was the pitiful, ridiculous, lamentable but respectable dignity of Korean filmmakers.

The movie "The Furnace" is really an excellent method. As Moon Jae-in's base camp, it would be great if the people of the whole country felt that it was dark! But Kim Jong-ming actually rejected his proposal to join and told his people clearly that he could use the means until the movie was released.

This... actually made Aunt Park feel very upset. This is because of this today's face.
To be continued...