Kim Jong-ming and Lee Soo-man were very speculative next. This may have something to do with their drinking, but more because the two have the same position on this matter, and are also completely complementary in terms of ideas, fields and strength.

And if these so-called complementarity is really simple to explain thoroughly.

As an operator, Li Xiuman knows Girls' Generation well-known. He believes in the strength of this combination and the operating level of his own company. As a businessman, he always has to consider the cost of such a favor. On the contrary, in the Korean chaebol society, Kim Jong-ming, who can walk around with the industry in Busan alone, is willing to do these things at will for Sika at all costs, but he is always worried that Girls' Generation has not yet grown to this point, and doing this himself is a bit of a boost to grow... In fact, he thinks this way, after all, he is the identity of a brother, and in the eyes of an older brother, no matter how his sister is, she is always weak and childish.

As a result, both sides quickly gained the most worrying or weakest reinforcement from each other, and became more and more confident about this previously uneasy idea. The two soon agreed on some general division of labor with the rest of the drink. I won’t say much about the subsequent media hype. Both sides are experts, mainly to open up the channels. Among them, the middle-level management points were left to S.M, who was familiar with the road, while Kim Jong-ming was responsible for directly taking over the Minister of Culture, Sports and Tourism, and then let the official boss of the sports and literature come forward to open up channels and suppress the group of brainless muscles.

"Minister Jung Bingguo is indeed strong." Lee Soo-man probably drank a few more drinks and talked more nonsense. "I used to be familiar with him. I remember that he was a close confidant of President Kim Dae-jung, and he was more trusted by former President Kim than Roh Moo-hyun. But he didn't expect that the world would make people. After failing to compete with Roh Moo-hyun for the party candidate, he actually brought his own Gyeonggi-do foundation to the big national party with a unified dish. Then the big national party also valued his strength. In recent years, he has been from the edge of the big national party to the general secretary of the party affairs, and has also become the chairman of the Broadcasting Communications Commission, and then the Minister of Sports and Tourism... As long as you take him down, this matter will be 80%."

"You're thinking too much about senior." Kim Jong-ming curled his lips weakly. "Zheng Bingguo is very strong, but he's leaving this month."

"Is that?" Li Xiuman immediately burst into cold sweat and woke up seven minutes of alcohol. "Why? Why is it so abrupt? Are you sure he will be transferred this month?"

"It's not a transfer." Kim Jong-ming looked up and down, then gave a statement with a sneer. "It's stepping down! As for the reason, didn't you say it too? This is the largest 25-year-old in Korean political history since the new century. The Dangzhuopai hated him to the core. The reason why the big national party gave him a high position was just for the sake of a thousand gold market horse bones. How could he actually give him real power? Ten years, a full ten years, this strong local Gyeonggi-do Da.

But he never served in a local real-time position, but just did some bad things in party affairs. He had a high position but no power, and his subordinates had lost all their hearts! In this case, he actually looked for Li Mingbo last month, hoping to get the support of the other party, and then become one of the presidential candidates of the Li faction in the party... Who can tolerate him now? This month, he is about to get out of here, and no ministers or chairman are gone! Just be honest in the parliament as a vase!"

"Then..." Li Xiuman felt a little confused. "Who is the 'minister' you are talking about by Zhong Ming?"

"Minister Cui." Kim Jong-ming casually picked up the wine glass. "Minister Cui Kwang-sik, the current director of the Central Museum, is about to change his name because it has been decided. It is said that the night before yesterday, Lee Myung-bak specially called him to the Blue House and told him that he was appointed as the minister. He was a cultural person. At that time, he recited two poems to express his feelings... What poem is coming? I remember it was Gou..."

As a senior at Kim Jong-ming Seoul University and from a cultural family, Lee Soo-man is naturally well-read in poetry. After a moment of thinking, he thought of two lines of poetry: "Go profit..."

"Oh, that's it!" Jin Zhongming suddenly slapped the table and thought. "If you have wealth and honor, don't forget each other!"

Li Xiu was stunned. Is this a poem?!

"It is said that Choi Kwang-sik and Lee Myung-bak are middle school classmates. Before the election, Lee Myung-bak once held his hand and gave him hints." Kim Jong-ming said with certainty, just like his family. "But you also know that he is neither a church nor a Goryeo, so he has always been a ridiculous museum director... But now he finally got a real power minister before Lee Myung-bak stepped down. So, in an emotional state, he read out the poem he said when they were young at the Blue House..."

Regardless of whether it is a poem or not, Li Xiuman suddenly realized that he was not only sweating profusely, but also felt cold!

Damn! The other party not only knew that the minister would be changed soon this month, but also knew the inside story and details of the minister... Even the poems he recited in the dark room of the Blue House were clear. So what big-headed garlic was pretending to be here?! He was also talking about Zheng Bingguo with great enthusiasm... It was simply embarrassing!

However, Li Xiuman was Li Xiuman after all. As soon as he thought about this, he immediately adjusted his mindset and prepared to say goodbye.

"Are you leaving?" Kim Jong-ming, who looked like he drank a few more drinks, seemed extremely sensitive.

"Hey... the company has something to do." Li Xiuman responded perfunctorily but rarely a little careful.

"Speaking of this, during the Chinese New Year last year... I haven't thanked you for the news from Senior." Kim Jong-ming said thoughtfully. "Although I have always been confused, if it weren't for what Senior, you told me directly, I really didn't know that Choi Tae-won was staring at me... He is so boring!"

"Oh, anyway... I'm farewell!" Li Xiuman thought that he was actually pinched the commercial channel in China at that time, and then had to surrender to reveal the news, and his mood became even more depressed. Now he just wanted to leave quickly, but he just took two steps but suddenly realized that this was his own store! "That Zhong Ming...is there anything else?"

"That's right." Jin Zhongming looked at the empty Lub. "I also made an appointment with someone. Senior, this place is good, it's a good place to talk about things... How about borrowing treasure land?"

"It's okay!" Li Xiuman smiled boredly. "Now you just need to give me instructions. Who in this circle dares not agree? It's okay to talk about it at night. I'll tell them not to open the door at night..."

"No need." Jin Zhongming raised his head and stared at the other party with a smile. "Correction, I am still seven or eight big tripods away from the Yiyan Jiuding, and I will not delay other people's business... that's not suitable."

Li Xiuman nodded, no longer said anything, but turned around and left, and Kim Jong-ming immediately called a phone number to notify the other party of the new location.

Half an hour later, the person came as promised. This was a well-dressed young man, with a clean and meticulous whole body, and his appearance was completely unspeakable, but the aura on his face could not be concealed.

"Secretary Jin...what is wrong?" Jin Zhongming asked in surprise.

"Oh..." Ms. Park's life secretary Kim Qichun sat down dejectedly. After seeing all kinds of alcohol on the table, she was rarely incompetent and filled herself with a glass of wine, and then drank it all in one go. "Mr. Kim Jong-ming, I'm here to find you a way out..."

Jin Zhongming took action, and the meaning was very simple. What was going on? Explain it clearly.

"Have Mr. Kim Jong-ming heard of another Mr. Kim Ki-chun?"

It was a bit weird for Kim Ki-chun to ask this question, but Kim Jong-ming really understood it all at once: "You mean... the boss who is familiar with the Park Sect in the North Chung-cheong-Hee-sen who is the one who is trusted by this family? Has he come to Seoul?"

"I also served as the head of Ms. Park's secretary's office. This is for the election, which is specially sent from Chungcheong Beida Province to assist Ms. Park." Kim Qichun preached helplessly, and at the same time filled herself with a glass of white wine.

"But what does this have to do with you?" Jin Zhongming was still confused.

"This old man is seventy-seven years old..." Jin Qichun suddenly burst into tears. "It's very old-fashioned... I heard that I share the name with him. When I say what the name is, it will be very strange. I didn't even see me, so I drove me out of the secretary's office and changed it to the propaganda department outside as an office spokesperson."

Kim Jong-ming was stunned!

By the way, although the office spokesperson looks more decent and has a higher level than a secretary. However, East Asia is based on the political politics of confidants. How many senior officials and ministers are so powerful... Take Kim Jong-ming as an example. If the other party was not Ms. Park's life secretary, what was he trying to arrange work for his sister and deliver a car to her sister? Is he idle?!

So, that old Mr. Jin Qichun was also interesting enough. He didn't like his name and kicked the person out of the secretary's room. The secretary of Jin Qichun in front of him was also unlucky enough. I remember that in order to be able to hang out with Ms. Park, he knelt in the office to find a Go piece. That kind of hard work and torture, and dignity insult... Why? Isn't it to follow Ms. Park one day to ascend to heaven? This is great! Because he renamed his name with the old senior, all the hard work instantly disappeared...

"Actually... the office spokesperson is not a particularly bad position." At this point, Kim Jong-ming can only comfort him like this.

However, this obvious perfunctory comfort only brought a bitter smile from Secretary Xiao Jin Qichun.

Now, Kim Jong-ming also felt bored: "Indeed... I won't comfort you anymore. This kind of thing is simply a disaster. Let's do this. Since you are here, we will have some more conversations. It's better to start and end well. If you feel that the office spokesperson has no hope of doing it, I will leave you a seat in the company and come and help me."

Why did Jin Qichun come here? He asked for this sentence, so he was very grateful at the moment.

The matter was solved without any worries, but at noon, both of them were drunk again, so no one told me about the end. Instead, Kim Jong-ming called the bartender in the distance and asked him to go to the restaurant opposite and ordered a few drinks at random, and then he started lunch with Jin Qichun.

However, when you come and go, chat, and Jin Qichun finally feels like a degenerate person. Many topics that were originally unwilling to mention because of caution also became casual at this time... This gave Jin Zhongming some unexpected gains.

"Ms. Park has always eaten alone. This is a habit that she developed in her hometown after her father's death. She even vomits when she eats in front of others... So, if she drinks some soup or snacks in person with someone, it means that either the other person is the one she values ​​the most or the one who is very close to the most."

"Commissioner Kim Moon-sung has become much more honest recently... It's really a big tree on Ms. Park's side, with deep roots and people around him holding the moon. He has no choice but to bow his head and be small."

"This time, the member of the lawmaker Luo Qingyuan elected the mayor of Seoul. An Cheol-soo was pressing like a mountain, and he was almost collapsed... He asked Ms. Park many times to ask her to help her stand up, but Ms. Park was afraid that this would cause her public opinion to be unnecessary in advance, so she was hesitating..."

"Does Mr. Kim Jong-ming know? Those old men... are all people from that era, they don't understand the Internet, or what smartphones are. Every time Ms. Park ordered them to record the audio on their phones, and then go back and study it carefully... These are people who lived in the last century, right? No wonder they excluded me!"

"What are the recent movements between Samsung and J?" Kim Jong-ming, who was listening to the food and drinks, suddenly looked up and asked. "Do you have any contact with Ms. Park?"

"I don't know this news very clearly." Jin Qichun replied slightly drunk. "And to be honest, I definitely didn't reveal a word in the past... But wasn't this driven out? Let me tell you, according to my guess, Ms. Park should have taken over a vault belonging to the Park family from his father, abroad... so this large amount of money exchanges should be carried out directly abroad."

"Of course, President Park personally supported the chaebols back then, so how could it be that there was no vault of his own?" Kim Jong-ming sneered. "And as far as I know from the business community, the money is at least ten trillion won, and should be scattered throughout Europe, and it was all countries with commercial relations with South Korea at that time. It seems that the person in charge of this money is..."

"Choi Soon-sil." Kim Ki-chun gave a name softly. "It turned out to be Choi Soon-sil's father, and now Choi Soon-sil... The main supervisor of the Park family, a female eunuch! It's quite annoying!"

"Kangxi has Cao Yin's chess around him." Kim Jong-ming replied disrespectfully. "Ms. Park is not allowed to use a female eunuch? But back to the topic, j and Samsung..."

"Although I don't know...that process, but I can still detect and analyze this thing directly from Ms. Park." Jin Qichun whispered in a low voice. "I am a good person at observation, analysis and summary. If I am not good at this, I cannot be a good secretary of this life. Let me tell you, it can be reversed from the obvious result. Samsung and J should have put in a big effort this time, but J cannot compare with Samsung at all. Just think about that... Lee Jae-hyun, the pseudo-pinion prince, right? How much can I give if I die? And Samsung, according to my guess, should have directly smashed a number that exceeds J's psychological limit... Once I heard Ms. Park complain to Secretary Zheng Ho-sung, saying that Lee Jae-hyun was hesitant and hesitant to look back and forth, and the front was hot and the back was cold, and suddenly there was no accurate letter! Do you understand?"

Kim Jong-ming couldn't help but smile a little... It seems that Ahn Sung-ki's words and what he deduced them all at all. Samsung sat firmly on Diaoyutai, no matter how you jump up and down, I will directly press ten times of the chips with you... And in this case, how will Lee Jae-hyun handle herself? No matter how much bets Ms. Park's bets are pressed, there is no hope. Her father's health is getting worse day by day, and the subsequent plot is really exciting.

However, after getting the information I wanted most, Kim Jong-ming looked at Jin Qichun who was constantly leaking news in front of him again, but suddenly became interesting. Such a person who was extremely cautious before, after experiencing this drink, what kind of foreign vault was it, and what kind of mobile phone recording it... This shouldn't be able to escape from his palm, right?

"Mr. Jin Zhongming... Why do you think of me like this?" Secretary Xiao Jin Qichun was already 70% drunk.

"Ask a question... Secretary Jin is also a Taoist Zhongqing?" Jin Zhongming put down his chopsticks and asked seriously.

"So, naturally!" Jin Qichun started to do something in confusion. "Question, why do you ask this? Everyone knows that if you want to be Ms. Park's confidant, you must be from Zhongqingdao... If I were not from Qingyuan County, I would not have been able to enter the secretary's office at all!"

"Then have you met with Secretary Jin Qichun?" Jin Zhongming continued to ask seriously.

Secretary Xiao Jin Qichun suddenly woke up a little. Just as he said, those who are secretaries are always good at observation and analysis, so he immediately noticed something from the other party's words: "I haven't seen him before... He is still in Qingzhou City, but he just took a look at the list sent by Ms. Park and kicked me out. I hadn't had time to see him."

"That's right, Secretary Jin. I once heard a vice president of Kyung Hee University say at a cocktail party that he had a close relationship with Governor Lee Se-jong, the governor of Chungcheongbei Province. The two were both fellow villagers and classmates." Kim Jong-ming said in a casual manner. "And Secretary Jin... You said your name is not a big deal. Maybe you, who was born in Qingyuan County, gave you this name because your parents admired Mr. Kim Qichun."

"It seems that's true!" Secretary Xiao Jin Qichun had woken up eight points, but his face was still blushing.

"That's easy." Jin Zhongming picked up a chopstick and ordered the wine glass on the table. "Since we have a meeting, I will help you spend a favor and find a way to ask Governor Li Shizhong to come forward and have a cup of tea with Mr. Jin Qichun... Then you go with Governor Li Shizhong, and what exactly depends on yourself at that time... But Ms. Park has been doing this for two years and can't live without you... right?"

Jin Qichun trembled and tidied up her clothes, then knelt down in front of Jin Zhongming with a "thump".

Jin Qichun is not a fool. She has been with Ms. Park for many years and has always been a secretary, and she naturally knows how big this kind of favor is to use a vice president of a prestigious university and a governor. She also knows what people are doing for such a big favor, and she also knows that this favor will eventually fall on herself.

But, he really wanted this opportunity to slip away from his eyes?

What's more, after saying so much today, I really have some choices?!

"Why do you have to do this?" Kim Jong-ming smiled and pulled the other party up with one hand. "Just you said, we are young people, and it's not the same as their group of people who lived in the last century. What's the matter with kneeling down? Help each other!"

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