"Sa...man?" Jin Zhongming suddenly felt a little guilty.

"In the northernmost part of Gangwon Do." After a brief recollection, Li Xiuman introduced this religion that was still active in South Korea. "It goes without saying how it came about. Shamanism has been active in the entire North Asia since its prehistoric civilization. Later, it has been a complete inheritance in Northeast China and Mongolia... Later, during the reign of Mongolia and the Qing Dynasty, it was natural that they spread it out. This is probably how the area in Gangwon Do came from..."

"But how can this kind of primitive religion have a market in modern society?" Kim Jong-ming couldn't help but ask. "It is certainly natural that Shamanism has retained on the Korean Peninsula, but if there is no existing active sect, it will be considered a cultural heritage at most, right?"

"That's what I'm going to say." Lee Soo-man replied without any haste. "Originally, as you said, this church group that was active in the Northeast Corner Mountains was about to become a 'cultural heritage' in the Park Chung-hee era, but... isn't this a dish boil?"

"Can the Shamanism be resurrected by cooking a dish?" Kim Jong-ming really felt that his values ​​were washed away.

"The Shaman Church summons the soul!" Perhaps it was rare to see Kim Jong-ming being a little confused, Yang Xianshuo actually smiled and explained, "You can say nothing, he suddenly pointed to the key point. "You can curse! When the dish is boiled, this kind of demand will naturally increase, and only rich people have such demand."

"I'm still too young!" Kim Jong-ming always felt that he was led by these old foxes in society tonight, and opened a new door.

"As far as I know, there is another reason," Hong Shengcheng also spoke. "And Zhong Ming, you must understand it at first thought... The Yuan Dynasty was the time when South Korea had the highest international status in nearly a thousand years in history, and even had the Yuan Dynasty queen of the Korean race. So from an official perspective or a folk perspective, we have always regarded the Mongolians as relatives... Then the shamanism can naturally obtain certain support from the official perspective..."

But did the Mongolians treat you as relatives? Jin Zhongming was speechless.

"With the market and the official endorsement from the cultural level, the several shaman churches have developed very well over the years." Li Xiuman finally summarized. "However... this church still has the most troublesome problem, that is, there are often madmen who make a name for Jesus Christ God, and then use soul-summoning, cursing, and blood sacrifice as a means to pull a few people to a village in the mountains and forests to start a cult! In fact, the ten cults that have been banned in recent years are the combination of God and shamans..."

"God and the shaman can be combined." Kim Jong-ming rubbed his eye sockets with no scruples. "But when you say that, I really remember some cases... What else? I am young and have little knowledge. Seniors must let me see you again today! But don't introduce this kind of strange religion that is combined with the shaman and God and is only preached in the same village."

"There is also a big...a big and very formal religion." Lee Byung-hun seemed to remember something. "I have a uncle who believes in that. Zhong Ming, you should just be dark under the light. I didn't expect it for a while... Do you remember the incident of the Dongxue Uprising?"

"Entertainment of Taoism!" Jin Zhongming responded bitterly. "The current Tiandaoism is indeed dark under the lamp. Anyone who studies history can memorize the major development of Taoism!"

"Yes." Han Shenghao sighed and took over the topic. "Dongxuedao is a religion established by the local Korean religion after the integration of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism. It was established at the beginning to oppose the spread of Catholicism on the Korean Peninsula. The three words "Catholicism" are also tit-for-tat to Catholicism. Eight of the ten dead Catholics in South Korea were killed by them... But how can they say that they are powerful? Who dares to say that South Korea is not influenced by Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhist culture? Even in the north... don't you have to pin your nose and make a dish for them to cook a party?"

"Now... are their power still very strong?" Jin Zhongming asked with a headache.

"The Prime Minister of South Korea generally has six permanent councils." Lee Soo-man said happily. "The Prime Minister's Office, the Fair Trade Commission, the Finance Commission, the National Rights Commission, the Regulatory Reform Commission... I won't say these, which one does not represent the highest level of the country? And the last one, is the "Review Committee for the Honorary Reply and Review of Participants in the Dongxue Peasant Revolution"... Who dares to say that this group of people has little power?"

"I'll just say it." Han Shenghao intersected again. "I have dealt with these people a lot in the church over the years. They have 200,000 formal believers in Seoul alone, and hundreds of churches in the name of Confucian private schools and schools. What's even more terrifying is that they have many natural semi-believers in the folk and academic circles... But the most terrifying thing is that they have played their own unique role in the history of the Korean Peninsula, and no one can erase their achievements... So to put it bluntly, we, the people of the Catholic Church, saw the Protestant pastors and the monks of the Choixie Sect, could still sit down and have a drink..."

The monk had a drink? Jin Zhongming was already a little numb.

"But... if you meet these people, you basically have to retreat and dare not provoke them!"

"Yes." Park Jin-young, who had not spoken, also spoke. "So, if you are backing with the Catholic Church, you can really help you solve your urgent needs. There are not many other Catholic churches in Korea, but they are very large and specialize in lending business. If there are people in the church and they are properly operated, then it is not a big problem to make a fund similar to interest-free loans. But then again... if you want to use their money, you must be prepared to be entangled by them... After all, Zhong Ming, you can rest assured that you are 10,000 because you are not short of money! And as long as you are not short of money, the Catholic Church is a paper tiger in front of you... Not like me... I was so anxious to get money from familiar church acquaintances for the operation of the company for the rest of my life, but I haven't pulled those people clearly yet!"

Kim Jong-ming immediately looked at Han Shenghao.

"Don't look at me." Han Shenghao replied indifferently. "I joined the society for borrowing. The Catholic Church has been specializing in financial business since the Knights Templar. In today's society, they naturally have to work as a bank. So I don't know how many small business owners choose to join the church to obtain financial support. When they succeed, they will be grateful to God and put more money into the church to lend... This is the fundamental reason why Korean Catholics have money."

"In this world, there may be many people who truly believe in religion, but most believe in religion does not believe in religion itself, but the benefits and benefits brought to themselves by believing in religion." Yang Juhua slowly said a very philosophical word. "At least this is true in Korea."

"I now believe what Mr. Gu Long once said." Kim Jong-ming nodded convincedly. "The religion that most people in the world believe in is neither Christianity nor Buddhism, nor Note7 religion, but fame and fortune."

"This is incisive!"

"Listen to your words is better than reading for ten years." Jin Zhongming picked up his wine glass and stood up to end the topic. "I received teaching today. I wish you all the best in the Spring Festival!"

In this way, the banquet that started at 8 o'clock lasted until around 11 o'clock in the evening. The bosses who had complained about the pain all night staggered away with the support of their assistants. Under the dim lights in the corridor, Kim Jong-ming reached out to grab Li Xiuman, the oldest who needed to pay.

"What's wrong?" Li Xiuman asked in confusion.

"Uh... nothing." After glanced at the medal that was still shining on the other party's chest, Kim Jong-ming hesitated for a moment, then smiled slightly and let go of his hand. "Today is your happy day, senior, I won't add any icing on the cake."

"It's inexplicable!" Li Xiuman shook her sleeves, then turned around to check out.

When Li Xiuman came to the account desk to settle the account and was about to leave, he ran into Yang Xianshuo, who was standing at the corner of the parking lot. However, Li Xiuman didn't seem surprised when he saw the other party.

"Senior." Yang Xianshuo still had the sticky chrysanthemum expression. "Do you think... what he is telling the truth?"

"Half-true and half-false!" Li Xiuman thought for a moment, but could only reply like this. "But... one thing should be true."

"That's 20 billion?" Yang Xianshuo frowned. "I also think that no matter what the truth of the matter in Gwangju is, this number should be true."

"This is the problem." Li Xiuman lowered his head and jokingly bounced the Golden Crown Medal on his chest. "Since we can think of it, those guys should be able to think of it, but those guys are all doing big things and cherishing themselves, maybe they are scared by Kim Jong-ming's 20 billion yuan, Prime Minister, and other things that are kept silent."

"Then..." Yang Xianshuo wanted to speak but stopped. To be honest, he was a little scared.

"Wait and look at it." Li Xiuman of course understood what the other party meant, but he was able to watch it. "Kim Jong-ming will go back to Gwangju to continue filming after the New Year. After Gwangju is finished, he will have to set off to China immediately and continue filming another movie. In fact, if you count it this way, the first half of 2011 is the same as the second half of 2010, no one is in Seoul. In this case, we have time to continue to recruit people."

"That's true!" Yang Hyun-soo nodded. "Others are not in Seoul, so they can always worry about it for a long time."

Having said that, at this moment, Li Xiuman, who was supposed to be waiting in the car, suddenly ran towards him with a panic expression, as if there was something to say. Li Xiuman glanced at Yang Xianshuo, and the other party immediately nodded in understanding, and then turned around and left.

At the same time, Kim Jong-ming and Hong Seung-sung were also walking side by side at the other end of the parking lot.

"They are testing you..." He had arrived in front of the car, and just as the two were about to separate, Hong Shengcheng suddenly spoke.

"I've seen it long ago." Jin Zhongming responded without hesitation.

"That's good." Hong Shengcheng nodded and stopped talking.

Immediately, the two of them met their assistants, opened the car door, and set off to leave.

By the way, it’s time to celebrate the New Year, you can’t always keep watching such a mess, just as Kim Jong-ming said at the beginning of the banquet. It’s also the New Year with a sad face, and it’s also the New Year to relax. Why do you need to make yourself bored?

"Wait..." When Kim Jong-ming's Hyundai car left the parking lot under Jia Chao's driving, Li Xiuman stared at his assistant at the entrance of the parking lot. "What does it mean that the album cannot be sold in China? It's not possible in mainland China... Where is the Hong Kong and the Taiwan Strait?"

"Director." The assistant swallowed weakly. "Not even possible... Huanya and our agents in the Taiwan Strait told us... they said yes..."

"What did you say?" Li Xiu asked with a dark face.

"It's not only this Chinese album of SJ, but also not only the album's problem. In fact, from today on, all our company and their cooperation will be temporarily suspended... until..."

"Until what?" Li Xiuman was a little angry. The matter was much more serious than he thought. "I finished talking in one go!"

"Until... our company's business behavior was approved by a certain Mr. Jin." The assistant replied confused. "And they also said that we don't need to try to find someone else to take over... to collect money and eliminate disasters, please... Director Li, please solve it yourself!"

Li Xiuman felt that his mind was rolling like the beef bone soup just now, but... when he lowered his head and accidentally saw the golden thing in front of him, he seemed to suddenly become enlightened.

"Wait a moment... When did this news come?" Li Xiumanqiang asked calmly.

"Just just now." The assistant replied helplessly. "The other party suddenly called the heads of our branches in China... Everyone felt very strange. Not to mention that this kind of thing came so abruptly, why did you still notify this matter on the night before the New Year..."

"I have lived for so long and I have gained some knowledge." Li Xiuman smiled like a self-deprecatingly, but then he changed his face and directly tore off the medal on his chest and slapped it on the ground.

"Director?!" The assistant was so scared that he shivered.

"It's okay." Li Xiuman picked up the medal again like a lunatic, and carefully put it on again. "On a happy day, there's no icing on the cake... You drive, let's go to Kim Jong-ming's house."

ps: The snow is flying in the beginning of winter,

The boss is urging his life to break his soul.

I would like to ask where the suffering is?

Pointing to the corner of the dog! (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!