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Chapter 63: The tragic stick

In the office of the deputy director of the planning and public relations department of Samsung Fire and Marine Insurance Co., Ltd., the deputy director Lee Chung-min was furious.

"Axi!"

"What on earth do you do for food?"

"ah?"

"Are you deaf? Or mute?"

Looking at his trembling subordinate, Li Zhongmin became angrier and angrier. He stretched out his hand, rolled up the newspaper in his hand, and hit his subordinate on the head with a snap.

"Have you eaten up all the public relations funds spent by the group every year?"

"Look! Look what these media are writing about?"

"ah?"

"Tomorrow, tomorrow I will see these people shut up!"

"If you can't do it, I'll replace you!"

“&…&**&…&&”

After scolding his incompetent subordinates, Li Zhongmin's anger subsided a little until his mouth went dry.

"Go away!"

After receiving Li Zhongmin's approval, the subordinates who were being scolded felt as if they had been granted amnesty and left the office dejectedly.

"Trash! A bunch of trash!"

Li Zhongmin angrily threw the newspaper in his hand on the table and cursed "trash" at the same time.

However, this time the "waste" he spoke of did not refer to the subordinates who had just left, but to the chess players who had lost the game.

In his opinion, if these people were not too incompetent, how could chess players from other countries show off their power on their own doorstep?

This is not the first time that Li Zhongmin has scolded Chinese chess players. He did so once last year today.

The plots of the last Samsung Cup and this one are almost the same. The only difference is that there was a domestic player among the top four of the last Samsung Cup.

Although the opponent only got third place in the end, no matter how bad it was last year, it was still better than today.

Whoops!

Whoops!

After taking a few deep breaths, Li Zhongmin unconsciously cast his eyes on the newspaper on the table.

After making a fool of yourself outside your home for two consecutive years, is it necessary to continue sponsoring the Samsung Cup?

Nowadays, some people have shouted "the shame of the country". Although it is just a bunch of bastards and hostile media shouting blindly, it cannot shake the group's position at all.

But a group is a group, and an individual is an individual. If the record of domestic chess players next year is still similar to this year.

When the time comes, even if he is related to the Li family, he may not be able to escape punishment. At the very least, he will be punished.

However, canceling the sponsorship was beyond his authority.

After all, the Samsung Cup has been held for several times. If it is suddenly canceled, there will definitely be a lot of criticism from the outside world, and it may even affect the reputation of the group headquarters.

Because the "Samsung Cup" is crowned with the name "Samsung", foreigners will not remember that the sponsor is "Samsung Fire and Marine Insurance Co., Ltd.", others will only remember "Samsung".

Bang!

The more Li Zhongmin thought about it, the more his head hurt. This matter really troubled him.

He doesn't understand Go, and unlike other sports events, Go is rarely interfered by off-field factors.

"Axi!"

For a long time, Li Zhongmin cursed a few more times. In the final analysis, the Chinese players still didn't work hard enough.

But he just suffered an unreasonable disaster.







Seoul, Samsung Training Institute.

After the game, Li Jie, Yu Xiaoyang, and Zhao Bingfeng, three players from the same country, chose to return to the hotel arranged by the organizer together.

Although Zhao Bingfeng lost to a young man in an international competition, there was no trace of displeasure on his face.

In fact, before the game started, Zhao Bingfeng did not have too many expectations for this game.

Half a month ago, the two of them played three rounds of chess on Yicheng.com.

Of course, both of them played small accounts. Li Jie did not use the ID he had used when he played against Chu Ying last time because his ID had become famous since that game. As soon as he logged in, there would be a large crowd watching the game.

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Therefore, after that competition, Li Jie re-applied for a small account specifically for training.

The result of the third round of chess half a month ago was similar to the result of this round. Li Jie also won the 'preliminary round' with a score of 2-0.

If we insist on talking about similarities and differences, Zhao Bingfeng's losses in the two games were more miserable.

"Haha, Lao Yu, did you just see the faces of the media in Bangzi Country?"

As he spoke, Zhao Bingfeng couldn't help but "tsk, tsk" twice.

How could Yu Xiaoyang fail to hear the sarcasm in Zhao Bingfeng's tone? The two of them are both domestic nine-dans, and they often interact with each other. He knows very well why Zhao Bingfeng ridicules the media in Bangzi.

However, he did not express his position on Zhao Bingfeng's remarks, although he had also been "entertained" by his colleagues in Bangzi Country.

But he doesn't care about those little tricks, because he believes in 'anyone who can't defeat him will be stronger than him'!

A little bit dirty, but they are all things that cannot be put on the table. As long as you are strong enough, you have nothing to worry about!

Seeing that Yu Xiaoyang was indifferent, Zhao Bingfeng curled his lips and felt that Yu Xiaoyang was extremely boring and didn't care about anything except Go.

Immediately, Zhao Bingfeng turned his eyes and looked at Li Jie with a smile.

"Xiao Du, can you do your uncle a favor?"

"Well."

Li Jie was stunned when he heard this. He didn't know what kind of medicine Zhao Bingfeng was selling in his gourd.

This person, on the surface, looks serious and serious, but in fact, when he opens his mouth, he is like an old yin and yang master.

Also, don’t think that I won’t recognize you if you change your vest. It’s him, it’s him, it’s him, Universe District Director Sun Liancheng!

"You said."

For the sake of 'Sun Liancheng', Li Jie still gave Zhao Bingfeng a warm smile.

"Ha ha."

Zhao Bingfeng laughed and patted Li Jie on the shoulder.

"Come on tomorrow and give me a good 'entertainment' for Old Yu. If you have any tricks, just use them on him."

"…………"

Hearing these words, Li Jie couldn't help but roll his eyes. Just when he was about to perform Tai Chi magic, Yu Xiaoyang, who had closed his eyes for a long time, suddenly opened his eyes and said in a deep voice.

"Xiao Du, I have been looking forward to the game the day after tomorrow for a long time. I hope you will do your best."

When he said this, Yu Xiaoyang's face was extremely serious, and he did not look down upon Li Jie at all because of his age.

Because in his world, age, appearance, and status are all unimportant. He only focuses on one thing, and that is strength!

Only by showing your due strength can you win his respect, nothing else!

Li Jie nodded with a smile and responded.

"I'm looking forward to it too."

Since entering the dungeon, except for Yu Xiaoyang, all the top players here have met Li Jie.

Although he has studied Yu Xiaoyang's chess, the two have never actually played it, and some things cannot be confirmed simply through research.

In addition, if nothing unexpected happens in the chess holy war in the near future, the two of them will definitely face off, and this final is a preview of that battle.


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