At noon, Busan Foguang Temple.

In the endless autumn rain, Jin Zhongming and Zhao Lianghao were sitting opposite each other in a pavilion in the back garden of the temple. There were several plates of vegetarian food on the short table in front of both sides, and an old monk sat in the corner of the pavilion not far away with beads...

It seems that Kim Jong-ming is eating, the chubby Zhao Lianghao is watching, and the thin old monk is laughing.

By the way, Busan Foguang Temple, located opposite East and West University, is not a particularly famous temple. In terms of cultural and tourism value, it is far inferior to Longmen Temple behind it. In terms of natural scenery, it is not as good as Haiguang Temple on the west side of it. In terms of foundation, this temple mixed with Pure Land Sect and Zen is even more despised by the great Korean Buddhist bosses like the Caoxi Sect (Zen)...

But how to say it? After entering modern society, this temple still stubbornly found its own survival routine. Well, specifically, it is to sell vegetarian food and high-end vegetarian food. To be more blunt, it is to open a private club that does not pay taxes. So, the role played by the old monk here... To put it bluntly, it is actually the exclusive waiter of the dining table in the high-end French restaurant in Cheongtandong.

Of course, it's a little more upscale.

"This vegetarian food tastes good, right?"

Both sides didn't say much during the meal, but seeing Kim Jong-ming ate several plates of vegetarian food in a few seconds, Zhao Lianghao finally couldn't help but speak with a little pride.

It was like...he suddenly found a sense of superiority.

Jin Zhongming shook his head without hesitation. Now, Zhao Lianghao and the old monk of Foguang Temple who were sitting aside and smiling all the time, put away their smiles together.

"Mr. Jin, where is the hospitality not good?" the old monk asked a little embarrassedly.

"That's not what it means." Jin Zhongming waved his hand casually, and then explained expressionlessly. "Thank you for the entertainment, Suzhai is indeed good, but I think President Zhao may have misunderstood in some aspects, so he shook his head... The reason why I ate so quickly is not because of the taste, but because the amount is too small."

The old monk and Zhao Lianghao were stunned for a moment.

"I think this may be the guests that the Guizhou temple is usually entertained, all of whom are old people like President Zhao." Kim Jong-ming said, chuckling. "Of course, it's okay for people in their fifties and sixties to eat vegetarian food, and it's even good for their health, but a young man like me who is in his twenties, can give me such a meal... it's only a little bit full."

Now, Zhao Lianghao was inevitably a little embarrassed. Of course, he could understand the ridicule in the other party's words, but Kim Jong-ming was talking to the monk, so he couldn't speak.

"Really..." As a part-time boss of a high-end private club, the old monk who has been used to seeing the world certainly could see that the two guests in front of him seemed to be subtle, but these two people were both noble characters to him, and they didn't care about their own affairs, so they naturally had to pretend not to understand. "Then... do you want to prepare another copy for you?"

"No need for this." Jin Zhongming shook his head repeatedly. "President Zhao asked me to come out to discuss things, food, etc.... Just fill up your stomach."

"So that's it." The old monk immediately stood up. "I have some folk things in the temple to be busy, so let's go first. The scenery in the garden is good, so you two are casual..."

"Please, Master." Jin Zhongming waved his hand casually.

"Please give me your wish, elder." Zhao Lianghao also nodded casually.

So the old monk held an umbrella and walked faster.

However, as the bald monk left quickly, Jin Zhongming couldn't help laughing.

"What are Zhong Ming laughing at?" Zhao Lianghao was a little puzzled.

"I'm laughing at this monk but it's almost done." Jin Zhongming smiled at the old monk's back. "He should have a greasy paper umbrella. Such a golf straight umbrella hit the top of his head. The atmosphere created by the 'old monk' and 'vulgar things' before was gone... It's so out of the way!"

"This is really." Zhao Lianghao turned his head and looked at the old monk's umbrella with a huge trademark on his head. He couldn't help but shake his head, but accidentally swung a circle of fat on his chin. "I'm not dedicated at all."

"Yes, every industry you do nowadays is dedicated to doing." Kim Jong-ming said while flattening his legs, then leaning towards the Tingzhu behind him. "Easy loan shark knows that a meeting will be held every few years to reduce interest rates together, let alone a monk with more complicated situations? But to be honest, it is actually hard for him to act like a slogan at this age."

"This is also the truth." Zhao Lianghao sighed a little. "However, once a person is in certain positions, some things are not something you don't want to do if you don't want to do, otherwise you will be rejected by everyone. Conversely, when you reach a certain position, you have to do something to be accepted by everyone..."

"For example, come here to have a vegetarian meal of four-quarters full?" Jin Zhongming asked with a smile.

"That's not necessarily." Zhao Lianghao laughed dryly. "Just you said, this kind of vegetarian food is just like us old men who want to keep quiet and healthy. It's really hard for you to come. However, young people also have places for young people, such as the horse farm in Gangwon-do, the golf course in Chungcheong-do, and the racing stadium in Seoul at night..."

"President Zhao asked me to race together with those second-generation ancestors?" Kim Jong-ming was puzzled.

"Of course, it's not for you to play with the waste snacks in various places. In fact, if Zhong Ming, you think these things are not in line with your cultivation and identity, you can actually try to watch musicals or simply go to some specific churches to participate in theological discussion..."

Jin Zhongming was stunned for a moment, then laughed in anger because he finally understood what the other party meant: "Is President Zhao suggesting me to go on a blind date? Find a rich family's daughter as his girlfriend?"

"Be a wife." Zhao Lianghao replied seriously. "Just be a wife. As far as we know, you are not as rumored to the outside world. You have a daughter-in-law of a chaebol outside the circle. You should just have an idol girlfriend..."

"What a...'just'." To be honest, the unhappiness in Jin Zhongming's heart was suddenly destroyed by the other party's words again, because he found that his views on his three views were really different from those of these people. "Didn't President Zhao come to me today and say he wants to bring some friends to talk to him? Why did he become a matchmaker?"

"Actually." Even though Zhao Lianghao's three-view settings are very different from those of the young man in front of him, even if he is in his sixties, he was a little embarrassed for a moment. "This is what my friends asked me to convey on their behalf..."

Jin Zhongming covered it for a moment, then lowered his head and picked up the tea on the coffee table and swallowed it, but he had no intention of saying anything... Obviously, he was waiting for the other party's explanation.

"I also know that this does seem a bit ridiculous, but from the side, it can also reflect our sincerity." Zhao Lianghao was able to do what he could do if his father drove his younger brother out of the house as soon as he died. He calmed down and returned to normal.

"How do you say this?" Jin Zhongming put back his teacup.

"Zhong Ming, this country has rules after all. Since you want to reach a certain level, you must first reassure your friends at this level." Zhao Lianghao said with certainty. "Of course we also know that, first, you are too different from us old men, and your hobbies, habits, etc. are destined to be different from us. This is like today's vegetarian food, of course we can understand; secondly, your foundation in Korea at the beginning did not infringe upon whose original territory, because e-commerce is an emerging industry after all, and it is even a good complement to many of our industries. So, at the beginning, we did not mean to disturb you..."

"What about now?" Jin Zhongming asked discontently.

"Now." Zhao Lianghao sighed slightly. "Let's tell the truth now. What you have done in the past six months has made us scared. In fact, we can certainly understand that you want to cash out the industry, but why can't we get more things like Meijia Cinema? No matter how much we buy from foreigners, we have nothing to say. But, Zhong Ming, you are too ugly, right?"

"Not to mention that President Lee Jae-hyun seeks death." Kim Jong-ming didn't care at all. "I had a stance for that acquisition..."

"I understand this." Zhao Lianghao nodded with a sad expression. "Your acquisition was endorsed by Ms. Park, which is why we didn't say anything. But Zhong Ming, let's talk about it. These things President Lee Jae-hyun did this year are indeed a bit incredible, and his style of conduct is indeed too fierce. But no matter what, the family internal strife that belongs to others, we shouldn't be involved in it, right? But you, just go up and take advantage of the chaos to bite half of the CJ directly, and bite it. Anyway, President Lee Jae-hyun is in the front, but you still protect Lee Jae-hyun's sister and brother. Isn't this obviously involved in other people's family affairs? So Zhong Ming, what do you think about this?"

Kim Jong-ming couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. The other party said this and said something was almost like some of Samsung's people were a little unhappy with him...

But thinking about it, the Samsung Lee family is not only Lee Kun-hee's family and Lee Meng-hee's family, but also a bunch of sisters and sisters. They also marry half of the Korean business community with their children, and they also want to gain benefits from the internal strife of their own brothers. Now, seeing the biggest piece of meat being bitten by themselves, it is natural for them to be unhappy.

As soon as he thought of this, Jin Zhongming seemed to want to say something, but for some reason, he endured it again. Finally, he just smiled slightly, and then stared at the rain line outside the pavilion and became stunned, without any intention of answering the conversation.

"There is also the integration of theaters this time." Zhao Lianghao waited for a while, and saw that the other party did not respond, so he had to continue talking on his own. "You are not satisfied with half of the screen and theaters in Korea. You even have to use the income from theaters to win people's hearts... It's not that it's not possible, but it's enough to cut the meat of those small theaters. Why should lt theaters keep watching? Vice President Xin Dongbin also has quite complaints."

Kim Jong-ming still looked outside the pavilion with his face sideways, without any intention of interfering, but the curve of the corners of his mouth was obviously a little bigger... lt did not dare to resist the anger of the entire Korean filmmaker, so he could only let himself cut a large piece of meat. Of course, Xin Dongbin was unhappy.

"There is also the sk matter. It is said that because the previous business was not negotiated, you and President Choi turned their faces in his private home... Why bother?"

Jin Zhongming continued to stare at the Misty Autumn Rain, as if it was such an interesting scenery.

"Zhong Ming, if you can just talk about the matter before, it would be not that simple to get some things." Seeing that the other party was still unmoved, Zhao Lianghao suddenly became serious, as if he was about to see the brilliance. "I will only ask you one thing, now you have to put the entire Korean movie into your own pocket. Why do you want to dominate this industry?"

"Not why." Kim Jong-ming finally spoke with a smile. "But let it go. I am an actor and learned from the most outstanding film actor in Korea. I have always had a good relationship with my peers in the education industry and media. In addition, now that the theater chain has obtained it, I have bridged the differences with the directors in a blink of an eye. Then I have to ask President Zhao, why can't I dominate this industry?"

"This is the problem." Zhao Lianghao couldn't wait to stand up and preach. "Zhong Ming, the Korean film industry is not a pancake fruit chain store. It not only has huge economic benefits, but also an art, but also a thing with huge social functions..."

"President Zhao." Kim Jong-ming felt a little impatient when he heard it. "I know more about what a movie is than you. You don't need to popularize it. If I don't understand this, how did I make "The Furnace"? "

"Since that's the case, I'll just say it." Zhao Lianghao became more serious. "We hope that the person in charge of Korean movies is a fellow student, at least a person who can reassure us..."

Jin Zhongming couldn't help but squint his eyes.

"We don't expect you to be able to jammed the necks of those angry young people and stop mocking and attacking us. We will naturally not think about things that the Japanese and Park Chung-hee did not do." Zhao Lianghao continued to state seriously. "But at least we can't indulge or just add fuel to the fire, right? We people..."

"Wait a moment." Kim Jong-ming suddenly reached out and interrupted the other party. "Who do we mean?"

"Ha?!" Zhao Lianghao was slightly stunned and was actually stopped.

"I mean, who do President Zhao's verbal 'we' mean?" Kim Jong-ming emphasized again.

"Why should Zhong Ming pretend to be a model?" After coming to his senses, Zhao Lianghao couldn't help laughing dryly. "Who can there be? We are the only two of us here. Let's just say it. It's nothing more than a chaebol in the disaster country that everyone shouts and beats but everyone can't live without!"

"What's more specific?" Jin Zhongming asked jokingly.

"Zhong Ming, why bother?" Zhao Lianghao shook his head repeatedly and once again brought a circle of fat on his neck. "Although there are many Korean consortiums, judging from the economic statements for the first half of this year, the turnover of the top ten groups has accounted for 80% of the national GDP in the first half of the year, and the top four accounts for two-thirds, so it is only these companies..."

"I understand this." Kim Jong-ming grinned. "The South Korean economy cannot be separated from chaebols, and the South Korean government cannot be separated from chaebols. Every politician claims to restrict chaebols, but after he tricked the votes into office, he always chose to cooperate with chaebols, otherwise the economy would not be able to stand..."

Zhao Lianghao laughed dryly, but did not refute: "Anyway, Zhong Ming, you don't need to pretend to be confused. If you have to want a specific name, I can just say the name... Samsung, sk, lt... aren't these three companies enough?"

"Indeed, each of these three companies is like a mountain to me." Kim Jong-ming nodded seriously. "In fact, there is no need for these three companies. Isn't it the same for me, the tenth-ranked Hanjin Group? Although you only have a net worth of US$400 million, it is only one-tenth of mine, your family controls each other through more than 50 subsidiaries under Hanjin Group, firmly controlling the world's fifth largest logistics company. So, when it comes to influence in South Korea, even President Zhao, you are not comparable to me."

Zhao Lianghao smiled again. He felt that although he had been a bit useless before, smart people are smart people after all, and it is quite easy to talk to smart people.

"It's just that President Zhao, I don't understand a little bit. I hope you can solve your doubts."

"Say." Zhao Lianghao still smiled.

Jin Zhongming turned his head again and looked at the rain falling from the pavilion. The curve that made the other party unhappy appeared again: "Since any of the three families can obviously wave their hand to suppress me, why do these three families have to be together? And they didn't just look for me, but they found President Zhao, who was living in seclusion on weekdays, as the representative, and came to talk to me about this matter?"

Zhao Lianghao's face froze and his smile disappeared immediately.

"Let me just say it!" Kim Jong-ming spoke without hesitation. "First of all, Samsung Lee's status in Korea is undoubtedly unquestionable. They have ten thousand ways to make me surrender. But unfortunately, there is a President Lee Jae-hyun who was once a wise man, but today is like a mad dog. Now, he is biting their family without giving in. Let's reason. If Lee Jae-hyun doesn't go to prison for a day, this crazy farce will not end, and no one in the entire Lee family has any room for breath. Even if you say something off topic, President Lee Kun-hee may not be in good health at this time, right? In this case, Korean movies and other things are of course very interesting, and even Lee Jae-hyun's sister and brother have purchased some industries and other things together, it is quite unhappy for the Lee family, but no matter what, this is not the reason for those people to be distracted!"

This time it was Zhao Lianghao's turn to pretend to turn his head and stare at Qiuyu in the garden next to him, dazed.

"And lt." Kim Jong-ming continued to mock him. "To put it bluntly, Vice President Xin Dongbin must first solve his father and brother with his mother before he has the energy to discuss the problem with me, right? And even if he wants to discuss the problem with me, he must make sure whether he is a Japanese company or a Korean company? Otherwise, let's not talk about the outcome, I still have the ability to incite national sentiment and bite them hard. Although the 10% turnover of lt theaters is a huge income, is it worth it to turn against me under the pressure of all Korean filmmakers, but it is another problem."

Zhao Lianghao seemed to want to say something, but he still refused to say it.

"And there is sk... President Choi Tae-won's family has no obvious internal strife, because his brothers and cousins ​​are all convinced of him. Why? Because President Choi sacrificed too much for sk, he won't be happy if he took the daughter of a dictator as his wife. But because of this, he is the most tragic person in every election. Anyway, Korean Shuangzhuopai remembers the blood feud of his father-in-law, and conservatives also remember the bullshit of his cousin's marriage with the Director of the CIA! So I asked, this election will be decided in two months. I won't tell you the winner or loser. Is President Choi ready for the recipe for prison next year?"

Zhao Lianghao couldn't help but cough dryly, not knowing whether it was a real cough or a fake cough, but there was no doubt that when the young man opposite the coffee table said the next sentence, he must have really coughed...

"And Han Jin." Kim Jong-ming stared at the old fat man in front of him. "Han Jin is very big, but... President Zhao's family is also helpless, right? Four brothers, President Zhao Zhenghao, who was kicked out of the house and turned against you, has the highest value now. President Zhao should be quite worried, right?"

Zhao Lianghao covered his mouth with a handkerchief, unable to speak at all.

"Then your right-hand man, your third brother who is most trusted, Mr. Zhao Xiuhao, who is in charge of the other pole of Hanjin Group, died so early... I left a Mrs. Cui but didn't know anything. How much can Hanjin Shipping be compensated in her over the years? President Zhao, you should be helpless, right?"

Zhao Lianghao finally stopped coughing, but couldn't help but sigh... To be honest, it's okay. As long as his third brother is still alive, how could Han Jin have so many troubles?

"And your second brother, Mr. Zhao Nanhao, is getting closer and closer to your richer fourth brother... President Zhao is very upset, right?"

Zhao Lianghao was even more speechless.

"And look at your weight... there is no intention of slander. Let's objectively comment on your body shape, and think of your daily simplicity and like to eat vegetarian food. This shows that President Zhao's health may not be good either? And your two sons and one daughter..."

"Stop talking!" Zhao Lianghao simply waved his hand. "What you said is correct... Zhong Ming, otherwise why don't you think no one touches you? We are not unaware of our own problems. We all have our own problems. We know that no one can touch you in a short period of time, and when we free up our hands... I know what you were trying to do at that time. So, we didn't think about playing hard with you. I came to you today, just to solve the problem in a gentle way that I mentioned just now."

Jin Zhongming refused to comment.

"Zhong Ming." Zhao Lianghao said earnestly. "You asked me just now that those three families have direct relationship with your business, but why did I come to talk to you... Why do you think? Let me tell you that my eldest daughter-in-law has the surname Xin, the second daughter-in-law's mother is the surname Li, and my third brother and sister are also the niece of Mr. Xin, and her surname is Cui! So of course I can talk to you on behalf of them! And... let's talk about my younger sister Choi Eun-young. Didn't you say that she doesn't know anything? Then Han Jin Shipping has been compensated for so many years in her hands? That's right! But I want to ask back, if it weren't for her surname Choi and her cousin of President Xin Dongbin, could Han Jin Shipping last until now?"

Kim Jong-ming grinned again.
To be continued...