Chapter 254: Only I Have My Own Law Chapter 254 Korean Girl

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

Chen Yi walked down from the Martial Arts Hall's small building, Liu Xinyu shuffling along slowly.

Passing students and staff, whether they knew her or not, all greeted her, and Liu Xinyu had to keep smiling all the way until she crossed the newly built training ground and small square, reached the parking lot, and sat in her Cadillac, only then did she lean over the steering wheel and drift into a daze of random thoughts.

"Has my judgment declined?"

"Has my intelligence level declined?"

"Has my analysis ability declined?"

Liu Xinyu had no choice but to worry so, for this was the source of her confidence, the starting point of her pride; without wisdom superior to others, without clear analysis ability, without accurate judgment, with her looks and figure, she would long ago have fallen into the hands of some powerful figure.

Besides, she had not yet given up the thought of making a career.

The career in her eyes was not ordinary wealth and power. But whichever kind, it required her to have stronger judgment, intelligence level, and analysis ability...

"If I continue in the position of the organization's person in charge in Jiangning, in another five years I can cultivate wings full and plump. Is it because my current work is too simple?"

Liu Xinyu was lost in thought when her mobile phone rang dinglingling.

The tangled thoughts were very uncomfortable; Liu Xinyu raised her head, turned on the Bluetooth, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Her tone was somewhat stiff.

Jin Douna's light voice came through: "Sister Liu, I have a question I want to ask you; is it convenient to meet?"

Liu Xinyu was about to say her place, but suddenly changed her words: "If you have questions about the organization, you can just search within the system using the unlock code.?"

"It's my private matter."

Liu Xinyu thought "as expected," then said: "Is it convenient to say over the phone?"

The Korean beauty fell silent for a moment, then said: "If possible, I want to talk after meeting face to face."

Liu Xinyu had a mind to refuse, but thinking of her own declining state, she said: "I'm at the Martial Arts Hall parking lot."

"Can we meet by the riverbank?"

Blowing some wind would be good too. Liu Xinyu thought so, and started the automobile.

The Cadillac, carrying its owner's mood, roared as it raced toward the riverbank.

The river wind was very strong, like an electric fan running at full power, fixed position, fixed wind speed, blowing people into vexation and irritability.

The river water was clear, like the surrounding environment, kind and letting itself be manipulated by others.

Jin Douna stepped on a giant rock, her high heels as if stuck in stone crevices, swaying in the wind by the riverbank, her slender waist graspable by one hand, swaying left and right like a willow branch, drawing countless ill-intentioned and worried gazes.

Liu Xinyu stepped on pebbles and stood behind Jin Douna, but her gaze was fixed on another Korean in a jacket. Judging by his face shape and age, he seemed to be the cousin Jin Douna mentioned.

"Sister Liu." The Korean beauty turned around, smiling somewhat forcedly, then introduced: "My cousin, Jin Zhongji."

"Hello, Sister Liu." Jin Zhongji bowed deeply, performing a great salute.

"What is it?"

"It's about Zhongji."

Liu Xinyu gazed at the river water, not knowing what she was thinking.

Jin Douna had no choice but to continue: "Zhongji, you say it."

She had taken Liu Xinyu's place; although it was at Chen Yi's instigation, the young lady no longer liked her anymore, which was very obvious.

Jin Zhongji was somewhat shy, having the clear-headedness and muddled mind of a Korean stick; he bowed again, then spoke in a sorrowful, strange-toned Chinese: "This time I came to China for my girlfriend. My girlfriend is Li Xiumei, my university classmate; because of certain reasons, I temporarily left Korea for two years..."

"He participated in the organization's training camp in Siberia." Jin Douna specially added a sentence.

Jin Zhongji shook his arms, took a breath, and said: "This year when I returned home, Li Xiumei proposed a breakup to me; only later did I learn that, in order to become a star, she specially got to know another chaebol young master, Liu Chengyou..."

Liu Xinyu did not interrupt her words, but her expression was clearly impatient.

Jin Douna had been observing her all along; at this moment she hurriedly said: "Liu Chengyou is the Liu Family's Third Son."

"The Liu Family?"

"The organization's Liu Family."

Only then did Liu Xinyu lift her head, preparing to continue listening. The Human Development Research Society was oriented toward the whole world, but because of historical reasons, its main forces were concentrated in Asia and Eastern Europe regions; affected by World War I and World War II, after some traditional regional family powers survived, they grew bigger and bigger, while countries with fierce wars and many social reforms often suffered severe purges and great vitality loss. The Liu Family was a traditional family in Korea, with considerable influence within the organization.

Jin Zhongji also understood; he slapped his own head hard and said: "I dare not bring up the matter of romantic rivalry, but I want to take revenge for Li Xiumei and rescue her."

"Take revenge and rescue?" Liu Xinyu was completely confused.

"Because of Liu Chengyou, Li Xiumei had an abortion. Now, Liu Chengyou no longer likes her, but he does not allow Li Xiumei to leave."

Liu Xinyu understood somewhat, but still asked: "Why?"

"Liu Chengyou doesn't like his woman associating with others. Li Xiumei—she is going to China with a troupe to dance today; if we want to save her, this is a good opportunity." Jin Zhongji bowed deeply again and shouted: "Please help, Sister Liu!"

Liu Xinyu looked deeply at Jin Douna and said: "Why don't you find Chen Yi?"

"He's too busy."

"Nor is it an interesting thing to kill time." Liu Xinyu evaluated, but did not say whether she agreed.

Jin Douna didn't know what to say; finally, a thousand words boiled down to one sentence: "Miss!"

Nostalgic for past times, Liu Xinyu finally asked: "What extent do you want to achieve?"

"Rescue Li Xiumei."

After Jin Douna finished speaking, Jin Zhongji also begged bitterly.

"Does Li Xiumei allow you to take her away?" Liu Xinyu emphasized in asking.

"She is willing; she has never liked Liu Chengyou."

Such a relationship truly does not conform to China's national conditions.

Liu Xinyu asked a few more details, then asked Jin Douna, "Aren't you going to tell Chen Yi?"

"If we can solve it ourselves," Jin Douna said carefully, "this matter also has something to do with the Japanese. If trouble arises, then as long as we don't admit it, and Chen Yi doesn't know, there's no need to worry about affecting him, right?"

Liu Xinyu thought to herself: You really don't understand the mindset of Chinese men at all.

But she didn't explain. Her mind had already flown away—without external aid, relying only on herself to snatch the beauty from beside the Liu family. Then she could only use strategy.

If I defeat the Liu family, does that mean my level hasn't dropped?

A single sentence from Chen Yi, who knows how many brain cells it cost people.

"I understand," Liu Xinyu said straightforwardly, agreeing without any preconditions, which instead made Jin Douna very uncomfortable.

Jin Zhongji just kept bowing.

Liu Xinyu completed the planning proposal that very afternoon, then began various rehearsals and refinements, with Jin Douna helping her pick up omissions and fill gaps.

Chen Yi saw it, still wondering when their relationship had become harmonious, but with so many affairs at hand, he forgot again in the blink of an eye.

Just selecting personnel to be dispatched to the West Continent again was exhausting, let alone the nearly 1 billion RMB in assets exchanged for platinum, facing the difficulty of reinvestment. Spending money too casually makes one a sucker, spending money too seriously makes one a Grandet—the difficulty of the rich is harder than ascending to the blue sky.

Besides this, whether it was Uncle or Father, intentionally or unintentionally, they all liked pushing Chen Yi to the front. A 19-year-old heir, supposedly a bit young, but Chen Yi relied on his own strength and actually developed a company worth tens of billions; this ability truly cannot help but be taken seriously.

Especially after the small reshuffle in Jiangning political circles, the previously slow-reacting Chen Clan Disciples also witnessed Chen Yi's strength; under these circumstances, he couldn't hide in the back even if he wanted to.

Thus, besides the celebration and various negotiations and tailoring, even Chen Clan officials from out-of-province came to lobby him, trying to pull investment and pull connections...

In this era where GDP determines official hats, 100 million RMB can decide the life and death of county high officials, 100 million US dollars can influence the stay or go of city high officials, and 1 billion US dollars in asset input is also a big piece of meat in the eyes of high officials and leaders.

Therefore, constantly attending political gatherings and participating in political topics seems troublesome but actually reduces trouble.

It is because he understands this principle that Chen Yi is willing to be manipulated by his family.

But it's still tiring.

Standing inside the airport terminal at the airport, Chen Yi yawned hard and then gulped down a bottle of Level 6 Energy Recovery Potion.

The sky was overcast with dark clouds; unknown from where surged large patches of thick ink-like dark clouds, accompanied by thunder and lightning, devouring every piece of clean air.

"Can the airplane still take off and land?" Chen Yi asked Uncle in a low voice.

"Wait a bit," Uncle said with a sly laugh, "the people at the Ministry of Foreign Trade and Economic Cooperation are from the He Family; we don't care."

The implication was that if the airplane fell, it would be even better.

Chen Yi rolled his eyelids, looking at He Fuhan sitting upright at the very front of the entrance, and unconsciously thought, if the airplane really fell, the first to faint would probably be the Jiangning Mayor.

Jiangning's foreign exports rank first in the country; therefore, the influence of the Central Ministry of Foreign Trade and Economic Cooperation in charge of exports in Jiangning is not small, including Chen Group's business, all directly or indirectly influenced by that ministry; just an import-export quota issue can let countless enterprises start from death to rebirth, or turn from excitement to sudden death.

The He Family brought the minister of that ministry to Jiangning; on one hand the deterrence is sufficient, on the other hand there is room for maneuver. After all, not the leader of a strong department; the economic department is somewhat euphemistic.

To avoid embarrassment, Chen Father naturally also euphemistically slipped away; the task of spying and judging was handed over to Uncle and Chen Yi.

Everyone was there looking forward expectantly, but in the ordinary waiting hall on the right, it suddenly became noisy.

Is the airplane delayed?

Everyone thought so.

But the noise grew louder and louder; He Fuhan was already in a bad mood, and now he was even angrier: "Go see what's going on."

The City Government Big Secretary immediately ran off, returned in an instant, and said with a strange expression: "It's a group of Koreans, saying their companion is missing."

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