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    Although she only chose the nearest flight, Lin Weiran's day back to South Korea seemed to be a special day. There was heavy rain outside the window. Her eyes could pass through the huge transparent floor-to-ceiling windows in the airport but could not penetrate the heavy rain curtain. There was no  Lin Weiran, who had made her itinerary public, stood alone in the airport lobby, looking both alone and very dangerous.  With great fanfare and mobilization of troops, under the protection of the spotlight, it may be possible to temporarily tolerate it, but it is also impossible to do anything. Lin Weiran, who is under a lot of attention, cannot make any effective counterattack, let alone any retaliatory action. He continues to smile and face the camera, seemingly imitating  Now Lin Weiran obviously doesn't have the patience to go to the university to teach about success. The sound of Khmer medicine and feeding the dog has already made him throw away his rationality.  He was afraid.  It¡¯s like those who are born with a lot and don¡¯t dare to fight for it.  After receiving the news, Lin Weiran was not as angry as he expected. He just sat there with the hung up phone. When he realized what was happening, it was already dark. He stood up and returned to the house from the courtyard. No one in the house turned on the lights.  So it was dark, so he turned on a desk lamp and sat on the sofa next to him, feeling as if he had no strength all over his body.  He continued to be in a daze.  Until he thought of Gu Huan.  It was already getting dark at this time, and Lin Weiran began to feel angry, partly because of Gu Huan's death, and partly because of the shame brought by fear. He booked a flight back to South Korea that day and looked up the address book on his mobile phone.  But after watching it over and over again, what was waiting for him was that his anger gradually dissipated.  There is nothing we can do.  This was not the first time Lin Weiran had faced this dilemma. It was when he was still worthless and when he had just become famous.  He almost faced a desperate situation every step he took, but compared to this time.  These desperate situations seemed not worth mentioning. There was no opponent so powerful in these desperate situations.  Lin Weiran didn't have so many things that didn't seem to be lost.  It is natural for him to hesitate. After all, not everyone can regard death as home at any time. Although it is passionate to move forward, retreating seems so tempting. He does not have to be like this in the eyes of others.  "I'm here." At the airport, Lin Weiran put down his mobile phone and waited there. He still had a serious face that no one could tell, but there was some seriousness between his eyebrows.  "President" A soft cry came from behind, as if it was a thief.  Cao Chengyong, who was dressed like a homeless man, sneaked out of the shadows, taking off his rain hat in advance for fear that Lin Weiran would misunderstand him as a bad character like a killer.  ¡°¡­It¡¯s me.¡± Seeing Cao Chengyong.  Lin Weiran was somewhat surprised. Lin Weiran didn't know much about this guy who turned from a monitor to a follower of Khmer medicine, but he looked at him with a sly look. To say that the character who cheated and rebelled against the enemy must have this appearance, not to mention the fact that he appeared.  So weird.  When Cao Chengyong came closer, Lin Weiran saw the confusion on his face, and subconsciously felt something was wrong. Before he could speak, Cao Chengyong couldn't hold it in anymore.  "Mr. Gao went to Busan. Then, there was no news. I have been contacting him these days, but I can't find anyone President, what should we do?" Lin Weiran looked at Cao Chengyong.  His face remained motionless, but his heart sank. Lin Weiran was not unaware of Khmer Drug's unilateral revenge.  I wanted to persuade this murderous evil star to consider the long term, but I really couldn't say anything.  He didn't know why Khmer Yao was more impulsive than him when it came to Gu Huan's matter. He just sounded Khmer Yao's tone of conveying bad news.  He knew he couldn't stop it.  Lin Weiran's silence made Cao Chengyong a little anxious. Just as he was about to ask again, the sound from not far away made him nervous. The black Mercedes-Benz stopped steadily in front of Lin Weiran, and the middle-aged driver got out of the car diligently.  Prepared to welcome the president who suddenly returned, he was surprised to see Cao Chengyong open the car door for him first.  Lin Weiran burst into laughter for a moment and asked: "Are you so worried?" Cao Chengyong looked bitter: "I can't help it." Lin Weiran shook his head, got in the car with Cao Chengyong's attentiveness, and said something before closing the door  .  "Don't worry, this kind of thing won't happen to you." Cao Chengyong couldn't help but beam with joy. He realized that Lin Weiran hadn't left yet and looked embarrassed. Seeing Lin Weiran close the window as if he hadn't seen anything, he breathed a sigh of relief.  At the same time, he did not forget to give a big bow, and did not get up until the Mercedes-Benz was out of sight.  As the sound of the car engine became farther and farther away, Cao Chengyong's clown-like appearance gradually faded away. He took out his mobile phone and made a call while walking back to the shadow where he came out.  "The people are here." As the Mercedes-Benz drove out of the parking lot, the driver instinctively glanced in the rearview mirror and found that the unassuming young president had not closed his eyes.He might have started working immediately, but looked out of the car, frowning slightly.  Looking away, the driver, who was over forty years old, just wanted to drive the car more smoothly so as not to offend the young president behind him who was obviously not in a good mood. But before he got on the highway, two Samsung cars followed him closely.  , one of them accelerated in front of the Mercedes-Benz, and the other followed closely behind the Mercedes-Benz. The three cars moved forward smoothly like a convoy.  Realizing that something was wrong, the driver's uncle suddenly became confused. He glanced at the rearview mirror and found that the young president behind him had started to close his eyes to concentrate. Then he looked at the car in front and saw that the two emergency lights at the rear of the car began to flash.  There was a flash, and the uncle driver gritted his teeth and turned the steering wheel, but the car in front seemed to be waiting for him to change lanes, still blocking his way. Looking at the rearview mirror again, he saw that the car behind him was also following closely.  "Stop the car." "Huh?" The driver didn't care about the distance between the cars. Looking back, he saw that the young president had opened his eyes and smiled at him.  "It's none of your business, don't worry." The driver turned around, his whole back soaked with sweat. He tremblingly turned to the right, his whole body still tense, for fear that Lin Weiran would shout loudly at this moment.  Run', then he really doesn't know what to do.  Lin Weiran didn't shout to run. He had no intention of running again after returning to South Korea. So when three cars stopped on the side of the road with emergency lights on, he still sat firmly in the car and looked through the car window.  He saw the car in front of him, but his focus was on the swaying wipers. He saw three men in suits getting out of the car in front of him holding up three black umbrellas. Then he heard someone knocking on the car window, and Lin Weiran pressed down  Looking through the car window, I didn¡¯t see the pistol with a silencer sticking out through the gap, but I saw a gentle face.  "Hello." Li Zaiyong stood outside the car, holding an umbrella by himself and smiling broadly.  What you have to face is what you have to face, even if you don¡¯t have the capital. Lin Weiran moved to the left side of the back seat. Next to him was Li Zaiyong, who was taking care of his suit. It rained too much today, even if it rained  Umbrella, a lot of rain fell on me.  Lee Jae-yong tidied up his appearance meticulously, but Lin Weiran suddenly realized his negligence. He put all his attention on Lee Kun-hee. He had never made a big splash. To make the headlines was to be entrusted with the important task of inheriting the family business.  The wealthy and noble son never seemed to pay much attention.  Wearing glasses, Lee Jae-yong doesn't have the domineering and heroic spirit of the crown prince. He looks like the kind of gentle scholar. Most of these people live in ivory towers and live in isolation, or they live on the fringes of society.  Frustrated.  Lin Weiran, who has become accustomed to not judging people by their appearance, will naturally not be fooled, and Lee Jae-yong no longer covers up.  "I've always wanted to meet you, but unfortunately I never had the chance. I planned to get to know you when you were no longer President Lin, but I didn't expect that we were suddenly on opposite sides." Li Zaiyong asked with a bright smile.  Sentence: "Why do you think my sister is eyeing Xinhan?" Lin Weiran frowned slightly: "Is it you?" Li Zaiyong did not answer directly: "If you were from a prestigious school and were lucky, you might be now  Morgan or the hot VC rookie in CICC, you have a unique vision and courage. You are the kind of opponent I least want to meet at the poker table." Lin Weiran chuckled and asked, "Afraid of losing?" Li Zai.  Rong's unexpected answer: "You also know that the Samsung family has a big business and can afford to lose. I'm afraid that we won't be friends." "Friends?" "Of course they are friends. I understand you better than you think. People who are jealous of you say  You are just picking up people's wits and bringing the American Internet concept to South Korea. Even everyone can succeed. You are just lucky, but they don't know that you have crystallized the concept of Internet mass entertainment and are still building it.  First process, virtual idol? I can't think of anyone else in the world who can create such an Internet product for Asia. People who are so ambitious always say that they have the ability to go to the United States to make a career, but they don't know that only by becoming a local leader in Asia can they have a future.  Qualifications of a world-class giant." Li Zaiyong adjusted his glasses: "And the media, whether the Chinese, Koreans, or Japanese want to admit it, we all live under the Western model of social structure and capitalism.  They are all Western things. Under this structure, the media is a public regulatory agency, but it is controlled and suppressed to a certain extent in China, Japan and South Korea. However, the natural growth of social structure will definitely make the media rise. Since they are the mouthpieces of the country  , is also the regulator of the country. There is a line in Dawu that is very good, whoever controls the media will control the power. But there is a prefix missing from this sentence, which is the future. " Lin Weiran vaguely felt that Lee Jae-yong.  To be precise, he discovered Lee Jae-yong's ambition. He looked at Lee Jae-yong's eyes through the lenses and seemed to be able to see the burning flames in them.  ??Samsung Republic.    So what?  Even if Li Zaiyong told Lin Weiran at this time that we should be friends, Lin Weiran would not be surprised.  The car was quiet for a while, with only the sound of raindrops hitting the car body returning. Lee Jae-yong broke the silence again and got straight to the point.  "Lin Weiran, why did you come back?" After being called the president, except for Gu Huan, he hadn't been called that name for a long time. Lin Weiran was in a daze for a while, and it took him a long time to give the answer.  "It should be like this." He said: "I should come back." (To be continued)
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