Korean comic: Reborn chaebol, you don’t understand my life

ps: This book contains many female characters with urban supernatural powers, please remember

Just as Du Meijing ran out, several people standing outside the ward came in.

The talkative woman just now glanced at Jin Zhihuan resentfully.

"Brother Zhihuan, why did you let that woman go? Your car was badly damaged."

The woman still said reluctantly.

"Who are you?".

Jin Zhihuan looked at the woman and asked.

"Brother Zhihuan, you don't remember me, I am Song Qiaohui."

The woman suddenly became nervous.

"I hit my head and can't remember what happened before."

After speaking, Jin Zhihuan pretended to cover his head.

While they were talking, a man in a black suit walked in.

"The hospital said that the young master's health is not serious, but his head was hit by the impact. The amnesia may have been caused by the impact. Let's go back and help the young master regain his memory."

The man in the suit said slowly.

"Let's go then. You go and get discharged. We'll go home. The president is still waiting at home."

After Song Qiaohui finished speaking, she stepped forward to help Jin Zhihuan.

"No need, my body is fine."

After finishing speaking, Jin Zhihuan stood up and followed everyone outside.

People around him were watching along the way. Perhaps because of the aura of people around Jin Zhihuan, they unconsciously moved out of the way.

Jin Zhihuan and others quickly left the hospital, and there were already cars parked outside.

Under the guidance of the bodyguards, Song Qiaohui got into the middle car and got in.

This is a Maybach eqs.

Jin Zhihuan took a look at the decoration inside the car. The life of the chaebol was really luxurious.

The motorcade started driving on the road, attracting the attention of passers-by.

An hour later, the convoy got off the road and slowed down at the gate of a manor. The gate opened and the convoy entered.

When the car door opened and Jin Zhihuan stepped out of the car, he saw a luxurious manor with a group of servants standing at the door.

"Hello, Master."

Jin Zhihuan was stunned by the shouts.

As an orphan in his previous life, he walked on the edge of danger every day in order to survive, and he even challenged himself to work at high altitudes for the 10 yuan in medical expenses.

It’s really hard to compare people to each other…

Think that you no longer have to live a life of trying to survive.

Ehe.

Walking into the hall, it was already full of people.

"You have lost your memory."

A majestic voice sounded from the sofa, where a middle-aged man sat.

"Ok".

Jin Zhihuan replied, looking at the man after speaking.

This man's hair was meticulously styled, he was dressed in white home clothes, and he was holding a walking stick set with gems in his hand.

"Why don't you even remember dad?".

The middle-aged man frowned and looked at Song Qiaohui who was following Jin Zhihuan.

"President, the young master's head was injured. The hospital said that there may not even be memory fragments, but total amnesia."

Song Qiaohui was shocked and hurriedly explained.

"You are the only heir to the SX Group. Don't go out and fool around in the future. Shengshi Huating is short of a director. You go ahead and get some experience and come back to inherit the family business."

The middle-aged man sighed and arranged.

"Yes, Dad".

Jin Zhihuan could only respond honestly.

It's not like I haven't seen TV and comics before. The head of a chaebol family is the most prestigious person, and no one dares to disobey him, including his children.

Jin Zhihuan was taken back to the room by the nanny to rest.

The man who watched Jin Zhihuan leave shook his head.

"Find out the origin of the woman who hit Zhihuan."

The man said to the man in suit on the side.

"Yes, President."

The man in the suit turned and left.

Jin Zhihuan walked into the room on the other side and looked at his luxurious room.

"goose".