The Rise of Korean Entertainment

It was already night after Girls' Generation's singing, so it was already close to the early morning when the fat man rushed over. Li Menglong was sitting in a noodle shop eating noodles, nodding to the sweaty fat man across the way, pointing to the opposite side noodle bowl.

The other party was not polite either, he took a sip of the soup first with the bowl in his hand, and told the boss to add another bowl before the noodles were eaten. Under Li Menglong's surprised gaze, as expected, another bowl was served after the bowl was finished. come up.

After so many years, Li Menglong couldn't remember the past again. The fat man came from Seoul with a phone call. It was a lie to say that he was not moved. He poured the remaining radish slices into the fat man's bowl, and the other party smiled silly at him. .

"How have you been here all these years?"

"Just stick to the stall you gave me. Before you left, you bought a three-story building in Hongda with the money you should give me. I opened a club according to your wishes, and I just came back to life like this." That's it." The fat man finished his last sip of soup before he had time to answer.

"I have a good vision. The price in that place has doubled now. Clubs are also an industry that makes money."

"Are you short of money, Boss? If there is less money, I will take it first, and if there is more, I will overwhelm the house in two days!" The fat man squinted his eyes and said sincerely to Li Menglong.

Even if Li Menglong loses his memory again, he still has some common sense. It is quite difficult to borrow money in Korea, and his biological parents are a little better. But even if the relationship between aunt and uncle is at best, it will only charge less interest.

As for the usury industry that is prevalent outside, it was born under this deformed concept. In short, although money is not a good thing, but the fat man can say it without hesitation, Li Menglong really doubted for a while. What have you done.

"I'm not short of money, and I found a good job recently. How is your club business?"

"It sucks. I can barely earn a meal recently." The fat man scratched his head, and seemed a little worried.

"Your place has 3 floors plus a basement, logically speaking, it can't be bad?" Li Menglong complained, but seeing the naive look of the other party, he couldn't bear to say him again: "Okay, I'll see you in two days. Let me help you take a look in the past, I don’t really understand this either.”

"It's okay, it's okay, you can make up your mind!" Fatty seemed to think of the happiest scene when Li Menglong suggested him to run errands.

Recently, because of the bad business, many of his cronies persuaded him to buy and sell houses, but although Fatty doesn’t have many eyes, he sticks to this house. You know, in his mind, this is a place that Li Menglong can come to at any time. , isn't that what it is now.

Taking out a tissue to wipe his sweat, Li Menglong stood up with a smile, sometimes it is a kind of happiness to be relied on.

Talked about the matter with him, didn't mention the girl, mainly introduced the identity of that person, and wanted to hear the professional opinion of this professional gangster, and sure enough, the fat man lived up to his strong figure: "Stop him! , traffic jam at work, traffic jam at work, traffic jam at home..."

"Is he going to call the police?"

"Come out and block..."

"Is he looking for revenge?"

"After the fight, continue to block!"

"Brother, why don't you speak? Is my idea not bad! If you don't speak, I will take it as your agreement! Hehe"

Listening to the foolish laughter coming from his ears, Li Menglong didn't know whether he was so stupid a few years later, or it was just like this before, no wonder the other party admired him so much, this is simply a level of fooling around.

Han Dahai, a very majestic name, but the name is inversely proportional to his mind. A few hours ago, Taeyeon was not insulted enough to say nothing, and he was beaten up by that man for no reason. Now the broken bridge of the nose is still heard Bursts of pain.

He has already asked a friend to find out who that kid is. He is nothing more than a staff member of Girls' Generation. He is also worth billions of dollars. Lost job.

Obsessed with Li Menglong's miserable appearance, and at the same time looking at the pictures of Kim Taeyeon on the computer, his face turned red with excitement.

Busan is close to the sea, and the sea breeze in winter brings a salty smell, but also a damp feeling. Li Menglong and Fatty hid in a corner covered by the wind, squatting on the ground, wrapping their coats tightly, holding A small bottle of soju was pinching a cigarette in one hand.

"I said you can smoke. Although you have amnesia, your body is still yours!" The fat man saw Li Menglong's eye circles spitting out comfortably, and laughed himself.

Li Menglong gave him a blank look, and looked at the cigarette butt curiously. He didn't expect that one day an outsider knew his body better than himself. When he was laughing at himself, a car drove over in the deserted street in the distance.

The fat man sniffed, put the cigarette in his mouth and greeted him: "I'm freezing to death, what are you doing?"

"Brother fat, what are you doing? This is a high-end neighborhood. If you kidnap tickets or something, my life will be over for the rest of my life." The appearance of people.

But in front of the fat man who was rubbing his hands, he looked groveling. The fat man unceremoniously pressed his cigarette butt on his tire and spit on the car.

"Who is that person over there?"

"Don't ask if you shouldn't ask. In short, it will tell you where you put the key when you leave. You will treat it as if you lost the key. It has nothing to do with you!" Said.

"Understood, understood! But please don't cause any major incidents. You can't bear to live a normal life, so you can take care of yourself, Fat Brother!"

After the car drove away, Li Menglong came out from the shadows, and looked at the fat man jokingly, until the other party writhed uncomfortably, then Li Menglong retracted his eyes: "Who was that person just now?"

"We used to be together, and we have done well in Busan in the past two years. He is the owner of the property in this community." The fat man trotted a few steps and followed.

"Remember to thank you." Li Menglong said, took another sip of soju and moved his arms and walked up.

At the same time, I upgraded Fatty's character in my heart. Sure enough, how could such a simple person keep an entertainment place in Seoul, but he was just used to trusting him.

I don't know if it's because of the wine, but Li Menglong's heart is warm.

(I feel that there will be more complaints about these few photos. I can only say that there is still a follow-up to the matter, so please be merciful, thank you!)