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Chapter one hundred and forty first win over(1/2)

Chapter 141 Catch

The dinner ended soon, and Lin Ye took Li Zhien away from the teahouse.

On the way home.

Li Zhien looked up at Lin Ye and said, "What's going on with that prosecutor?"

"I thought you could tolerate it at home." Lin Ye said with a smile.

"Why is it involved the prosecutor?" Li Zhien asked with a frown.

"A small matter." Lin Ye waved his hand, "A murder case was done by the Park family, the old rival of Choi Sung-won's family. Because it involved an underground crime chain in Seoul, a special investigation team was established. This prosecutor Bae Yong-seok, is the person in charge."

"Then why is Choi Sung-won involved?" Li Zhien asked in confusion.

"Do you think the Choi club, which is more powerful than the Park family, will be clean?" Lin Ye asked with a smile.

Lee Ji-eun pursed his lips.

"He can't move the Choi family now, but he can move the Park family. Once the Park family falls, it will be beneficial to the Choi family, so I asked Choi Sung-won to help the stuck Prosecutor Pei."

"No." Lee Ji-eun shook his head, "You are not someone who can interfere in such things, you must have other purposes."

Lin Ye laughed and reached out to pinch Li Zhien's face.

"Those who know me are kindness."

Li Zhien dissatisfiedly pulled Lin Ye's hand away.

"This matter cannot tell you the reason. I have my purpose." Lin Ye said seriously.

"Okay." Lee Ji-eun didn't ask, "but you have to remember not to be that kind of emotional businessman."

"I am a doctor first, followed by a businessman." Lin Ye responded to the question with a smile.

Lee Ji-en nodded.

There is no good or bad in the adult world, but she still hopes that Lin Ye can be a person with her own emotions and conscience.

Is a businessman who only has interests in his eyes still the same person after losing his awe of many things in the world?

"This girl doesn't poke the needle." Tian Wang Ye's voice rang in his mind.

Li Zhien is by his side, and Lin Ye ignores him.

"With Choi Sung-won's help, my brother-in-law will soon find the strong evidence of the Park family, and it will not be possible to find it for 20 years, and then the game will fail." The king of heaven knew that Lin Ye could not answer, so he continued.

"I have been playing for six years, but it's a pity that my brother-in-law still has no energy to face the Park family. There have been many people arrested in the past six years, but one of the core figures of the Park family was arrested and he couldn't defeat the Park family at all. In the 20th year, the case was announced to the end and my wife was implicated. It's really..." Tian Wang Ye said regretfully.

Lin Ye's eyes flashed. He did this because the king of heaven told him about this.

If there is no external force involved, Bae Yong-seok's investigation will be terminated in five years and will eventually end in failure. Not only did he lose the promotion channel, but even Bae Joo-hyun was implicated.

If the Park family had not been annexed by the Choi family in 21, otherwise the King Ye would have needed to intervene.

However, Tian Wang Ye's energy in South Korea is concentrated in the Korean entertainment industry, which has little impact on this game.

This time, I met it in advance. Tian Wang Ye also remembered this matter, so the rest was naturally left to Lin Ye to deal with.

How do you ask Lin Ye to explain this reason to Li Zhien...

Isn't this a joke?

In this way, listening to the thoughts of the Heavenly King Ye, Lin Ye and Li Zhien returned home.

Yes, the two went home together.

A small separation is better than a newlywed, and the sage model is only a week long. After that, you can continue to work.

Hehehehe.

...

March 23rd, early morning.

Song Yuqi went to Seoul Yigao to report that it was today. She also heard Lin Ye say that the one who gave her this time was her sister-in-law Lee Ji-eun.

Lin Ye went out early in the morning, while Song Yuqi got up slowly and then had breakfast.

Lin Ye has many servants and bodyguards in this villa. Two people are on the same floor, and they are holding hands at each other. Those who don’t know about it will think they are custodying the prisoners.

Dongdongdongdongdong.

"Miss, Miss Li is here."

After breakfast, Song Yuqi returned to the room to pack her schoolbag. Halfway through, the servant knocked on the door and said.

"Onie is here, I'm fine."

"OK."

Song Yuqi accelerated the speed. She was still quite curious about the new classmate she was about to meet, full of freshness about joining the class.

Song Yuqi wore a school uniform from Seoul Yigao, carried her schoolbag and took two steps in three steps, and quickly got off the stairs.

After rushing out of the hall and the entrance hall, he saw Li Zhien next to the car at first sight.

"Oni!" Song Yuqi ran to Li Zhien excitedly and shouted.

"Have you packed it up?" Li Zhien asked with a smile, holding Song Yuqi's hand.

"Yeah, are we taking this car over?" Song Yuqi asked, pointing to the car behind Li Zhien.

"Well, how about it? You're so proud. You're specially selected in the company's garage." Li Zhien said with a smile.

“It’s too high-profile…”

Song Yuqi doesn't know much about cars, but she also knows that this is the legendary Bentley, which is too expensive.

"What you want is high profile." Lee Ji-eun smiled, "Get into the car."

"Oh." Song Yuqi responded, and the bodyguard opened the car door.

"You guys go back." Lee Ji-en said to the bodyguards beside him.

"Yes." The person in charge lowered his head and responded.

Lee Ji-en got into the car and the car slowly started and left.

After the car left, the bodyguards stood back to their positions again.

Inside the car.

"Oni, are you going to meet the principal later?" Song Yuqi asked, holding Li Zhien's arm and pressing it on Li Zhien.

"Well, you Oba specifically told me." Li Zhien said with a smile.

"What did you tell me?" Song Yuqi asked curiously.

"Guess?" Li Zhien said with a smile.

"I don't guess, I definitely don't want to say this." Song Yuqi pouted.

"Haha." Li Zhien reached out and rubbed Song Yuqi's head.

"I'm watching "Sixteen" filmed by Oppa recently, and there are a few pretty ladies in it." Song Yuqi said.

"I know, there is also a Chinese girl of the same age as you." Li Zhien said with a smile.

"Tiyu is really good!!!" Song Yuqi came to his spirits, "I told Oppa that I would take me over in the finals, and I would like to see the seven people in the group on the spot!"

"Go." Li Zhien smiled. There is nothing to say about such a trivial matter.

The car soon arrived on the campus of Yigao, Seoul.

Unlike those rich families in China who engage in art, Korean art students are very common. Except for children from chaebols, there are them from all walks of life.

There are rich, ordinary families, and poor people.

The Bentley that drove into the campus attracted some attention, but it was not very shocking.

However, some people keenly noticed that the person who came to receive was the principal's secretary.

Principal's Office.

"Hello, principal." Song Yuqi bowed to the principal of Seoul Yigao, a middle-aged man with a big belly, and said hello.

"Hey, Yu Qixi is good." The principal smiled gently, and the facial features on his fat face were bent, like coach Anxi in the Slam Dunk comic, fat and very interesting.

"Sorry, Principal Park, Lin Ye has some things that cannot be done, so I will bring Yuqi to report them." Li Zhien explained apologetically.

"It's okay, President Lin is busy with business, understandable, understandable." Principal Park said with a smile.

"That...Yuqi's class?"

"Transfer directly to Class A of the first grade of high school. This is our best class. The teacher is also a very excellent teacher. Please rest assured Miss Li." Principal Park said with a smile.

Lee Ji-eun smiled and didn't answer.

Principal Park was a little surprised. This young artist was much more difficult than he thought.

Pick up the landline on the table.

"Let the head teacher of Class A come to my office."
To be continued...
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