Peninsula: I can steal the luck of disgraced celebrities

Chapter 129 Transferring from Left Hand to Right Hand

Two days later, Park Jung-ho still did not appear at the company.

The attendance records given to Lim Ji-hoon by his secretary show that he started taking sick leave the day after Yang Hyun-suk's incident and has not yet returned to work.

He asked his secretary to send over Park Jung-ho's home address.

The phone lit up; it wasn't the secretary, it was Kim Bum-soo.

"Your two fires burned quite well; two people were gone in half a day."

"There's one more."

"Park Jung-ho?" Kim Bum-soo's voice held a hint of hesitation. "Ji-hoon, what do you plan to do with this guy?"

"Let's meet first and then talk."

"I'll have my legal counsel accompany you."

"Need not."

Lin Zhixun hung up the phone.

Park Jung-ho isn't here, so I can't do a direct assessment, but that's okay. I'll go find him first and we'll talk about it when we meet.

The two empty seats shouldn't remain vacant for too long.

Lin Zhixun spent the entire morning at the company the next day.

He carried a cup of convenience store coffee, walking around and stopping to chat with people he encountered.

The conversation was very casual, about what we've been busy with lately, how the projects we're working on are progressing, and what we think the company needs to change.

In fact, he would click the "evaluate" button under the screen every time he chatted with someone.

Second floor administrative team leader, 35 years old, female.

【Kim Soo-jung | A kind and honest person】

Career Luck: 23%

[Romantic Luck: 8%]

[Wealth Luck: 18%]

[Health Luck: 15%]

Lin Zhixun glanced at her again. Such a kind person is rare; her career and financial luck are both positive, and her health is also excellent.

"Team Leader Kim, how many years have you been working here?"

"Seven years."

Have you led a team before?

"I am in charge of all six people in the administrative team."

"Um."

Lin Zhixun wrote down the name.

Outside the dance studio on the third floor, a man in his early thirties was leaning against the wall looking at his phone. His ID lanyard read "A&R".

"Deputy Director of the Department, Cui Yuzhi".

Lin Zhixun walked over.

"Deputy Director Cui?"

The man looked up, recognized Lin Zhixun, and hurriedly stuffed his phone into his pocket.

"Representative Lin."

"What are you busy with?"

"I'm waiting for the kids inside to finish lining up so I can record a demo."

【Identification】

【Choi Woo-shik | Neutral · Music Craftsman】

Career Luck: 31%

[Romantic Luck: -5%]

[Wealth Luck: 26%]

[Health Luck: 9%]

Career luck 31%, wealth luck 26%, and the label of a music craftsman.

It's a waste to put someone like that in the position of deputy director.

What project are you currently working on?

Choi Woo-shik's eyes lit up.

"I'm working on a song for a boy band. In the demo stage, I submitted three versions of the plan to the higher-ups, but they were all rejected."

"Who sent it back?"

"Minister Li—oh, former Minister Li."

Choi Woo-shik scratched his head and smiled.

Lin Zhixun didn't ask any further questions, nodded, and left.

Fourth floor.

In the finance department's office area, after Zheng Taixiu left, several deputies were busy with the handover.

One of the men sitting in the corner caught Lin Zhixun's attention.

Everyone was frantically organizing materials, but his table was perfectly tidy, and his computer screen displayed an EceI spreadsheet with numbers arranged neatly.

Lin Zhixun walked over.

"Who are you?"

The man looked up and saw a middle-aged man with a round face and wearing black-rimmed glasses.

"Head of Finance Department, Song Jae-ha."

"After Lao Zheng left, who's taking care of things here?"

"I'm temporarily handling the day-to-day affairs."

【Identification】

[Song Jae-ha | Neutral · Digital Obsessive]

Career Luck: 28%

[Romantic Luck: 14%]

[Wealth Luck: 22%]

[Health Luck: 19%]

With all four items positive, the label is "numerology perfectionist".

The fact that a finance professional with obsessive-compulsive disorder has worked under a corrupt official like Jung Tae-soo for so many years without becoming a villainous unit shows that this person has a strong moral compass.

"Director Song, you must be tired lately."

"It's alright, as long as I do what I'm supposed to do, that's fine."

Song Zaihe's tone was neither ingratiating nor complaining.

Lin Zhixun wrote down the third name.

That evening, Lim Ji-hoon sent the three names to Kim Bum-soo at home.

[Finance Department: Song Jae-ha promoted to Minister.]

[Planning Department: Choi Woo-shik, transferred from A&R to take over Lee Sang-won's position.]

[Administration and Personnel: Kim Soo-jung, promoted to Deputy Minister, overseeing both administration and personnel.]

Kim Bum-soo replied with a question mark.

Kim Bum-soo: [Choi Woo-shik is a musician, and you're letting him handle planning?]

Lin Chih-hsun: [The planning department needs someone who truly understands content, not someone who only knows how to screen for "cooperation."]

We cannot allow laymen to direct experts.

Kim Bum-soo: [Okay, just don't ruin the company.]

Lin Zhixun put down his phone.

The system panel was still lit up, and he glanced at today's charity points income and expenditure.

Today's income: +347

This is from "Silenced" and the charity foundation.

Today's expenses: -144 (Love Train - Health - Kim Ye-seung) -24 (Love Train - Temporary Lock - Self)

Current balance: 1916

It's still rising.

But it's not fast enough.

It needs to be kept open source.

Until you can hang everyone around you on the "Love Train · Health" card.

Eventually, the [Strong Luck] skill even became the norm.

Doesn't turning off [Strong Luck] have a backlash effect? ​​Then I'll make the system's daily income exceed the 1440 points required to turn on [Strong Luck] for one day.

I'll only turn it off when I'm about to die, and it'll still chase me all the way to hell to collect its debt?

Currently, Lin Chih-hsun has three ideas. One is to continue making realistic satirical films in the style of "Silenced".

Another approach is through the idol effect and by establishing a reputation for philanthropy.

Make more idol films to expand your fan base, and continuously promote your image as someone who loves charity, so that your fans can also get involved in charity.

The last one is an experiment: how many good deeds points would you get if you completely changed the unspoken rules of the idol industry?

Currently, Lin Zhixun can only control YG. To completely overturn this industry, it is not only necessary to involve the companies behind the idols, but also to have the power to influence various TV stations.

This is not something that can be done in a short time, and Lin Chih-hsun doesn't have any ideas yet.

Lin Zhixun's plan is mainly the second one.

The first type requires a good script and a good team, which can't be found overnight. The second type—

Jang Nara has already established the framework for a charity, and she has starred in far more idol dramas than realistic films.

Park Jung-ho lives in Yongsan District in an old-style townhouse, with a black Hyundai parked in front of it.

Lin Zhixun rang the doorbell.

After waiting for about ten seconds, the door opened a crack.

A woman in her forties showed half of her face, wearing light makeup, with dark circles under her eyes.

"Hello, is Chief of Staff Park Jung-ho in?"

The woman looked him up and down. "Who are you?"

"YG's new representative, Lim Ji-hoon."

The woman's expression turned flattering, and she opened the door wider. "Representative Lin! You're truly young and promising!"

"Isn't my husband always working overtime at the company? Is something wrong?"

Lin Zhixun paused for a second.

The company? He's been at the Hosung building every day for the past few days, but he's never seen Park Jung-ho.

Lin Chih-hsun spoke frankly: "Your husband has already taken several days off, and I've called him several times, but no one has answered."

"What?!"

Upon hearing this, the cup slipped from the woman's hand. "I don't know. I've been calling him these past few days, but he hasn't answered. I thought he was just too busy with work."

"After all, there have been precedents."

Are you so busy with work that you can't return a phone call for three or four days?

Lin Zhixun did not believe this claim that was meant to deceive an ignorant young woman.

"mom"

A little girl of about seven or eight years old ran over from inside, hugged the woman's leg, and tilted her head to look at Lin Zhixun.

The woman's expression softened. She lowered her head and patted the girl's head, then turned to Lin Zhixun and said, "Representative Lin, I'll go report it to the police right now. If you find him, please notify me immediately."

Lin Zhixun nodded.

"Mrs. Park, may I see his study?"

The woman hesitated for two seconds, then said, "Please come in."

The study is on the second floor. It's about ten square meters, with a desk, a bookshelf, and a half-person-high safe in the corner. It's made of gray metal and has a six-digit combination lock.

Lin Zhixun closed the door.

"System, how long can I use [Strong Luck] now?"

[The host can use it for 3 minutes.]

"It's been almost a week and it's only been 3 minutes? Is it accumulating points that slowly?"

The speed of accumulation has nothing to do with time, but rather depends on the host's luck. Good luck leads to fast accumulation, while bad luck leads to slow accumulation.

So I'm an African.

Lin Chih-hsun stopped complaining and activated his "strong luck".

He crouched down in front of the safe, his fingers resting on the number pad.

There were no clues in my mind, but my fingers moved on their own.

1—9—7—8—0—3。

Click.

The lock is open.

Lin Zhixun opened the safe door. There weren't many things inside: a stack of paper documents, two envelopes, and a white iPhone.

The phone is locked with a six-digit numeric password.

Lin Zhixun held his phone, closed his eyes briefly, and then lowered his thumb.

3—3—0—8—1—2。

The screen lit up.

The phone only had one app installed, KakaoTalk, and the account logged in was not under Park Jung-ho's name, but under an alias.

Lin Zhixun clicked into the chat history.

The first dialog box has the name "President Liang" in the nickname.

The content started three years ago, mostly voice messages, with a small amount of text.

The text is very cryptic, using coded language, but the context reveals that it discusses the flow of funds and "arrangements".

The second dialog box.

The nickname consists of only one character: Cloth.

Lin Zhixun flipped through a few.

"The group that arrives in Incheon next Thursday will be received as usual."

"clear."

"Should we use the same venue as last time?"

"It's been changed; the last one was the subject of a complaint."

Lin Zhixun continued scrolling down.

The third dialog box has the nickname "Director Cui".

"I've already covered up what happened with President Liang; I'm telling him to keep a low profile."

"Okay, I'll pass it on."

"I'll have some money next month, so I'll go through the usual route."

"receive."

In addition, there were folders containing many of their transactions.

He then opened the envelope, which contained several bank transfer receipts, ranging from 20 million to 100 million won, with several unfamiliar names as the recipients. However, one of the accounts had a note that read "Director Choi's Private Account."

He took all the documents and cell phones, closed the safe, and scrambled the digital dial.

Turn off [Strong Luck].

Based on this information, Lin Zhixun could see that Park Jung-ho was also involved in Yang Hyun-suk's shady dealings, but why did Park Jung-ho go there?

Is it?

Did they run away? Then why didn't they take these documents or even destroy them?

Moreover, the bar, which served as the venue for the transaction, was also the location of Director Cui's police station.

Isn't this the bar and police station within the jurisdiction of the original timeline's Victory Gate incident?

After reading these, Lin Zhixun suddenly found it somewhat amusing.

How did an actor become a policeman?

As he walked out of the study, Park Jung-ho's wife stood at the top of the stairs watching him.

"Did you find anything?"

"No." Lin Zhixun smiled. "Mrs. Park, if he contacts you, have him call me directly. He doesn't need to come to the company; a phone call will suffice."

The woman nodded, her eyes filled with exhaustion.

After leaving the house and getting into his car, Lim Ji-hoon took out his phone and encrypted part of the file content, sending it to Kim Bum-soo.

Kim Bum-soo: [?]

Kim Bum-soo: [I really want to go back to the day you asked me if I wanted to acquire YG. Why did you leave me with such a huge mess?]

Lim Ji-hoon: [Mr. Kim, you are making a contribution to the Korean judicial system.]

Kim Bum-soo: [Did you call the police?]

Lim Ji-hoon: [His wife called the police, but it was because Park Jung-ho had gone missing.]

Kim Bum-soo: [————]

On the third day, YG held a meeting for all its middle and senior management.

The conference room was full, with several new faces compared to last time. The three promoted individuals sat in the front seats, each with a different expression.

Song Zaihe sat upright, with a notebook in front of him, open to a blank page.

Choi Woo-shik was visibly nervous, his pen twirling in his hand.

Kim Soo-jung was the calmest, with her hands folded on the table, looking in Lim Ji-hoon's direction.

"I'm announcing three things today," Lin Zhixun said bluntly.

"First, personnel adjustments."

"Song Jae-ha is promoted to Finance Minister, effective immediately. Choi Woo-shik is transferred to Planning Minister, and Kim Soo-jung is promoted to Vice Minister of Administration and Human Resources, overseeing both administration and human resources."

There were whispers below, but no one voiced their opposition.

Everyone saw those two who left a couple of days ago; a sensible person wouldn't jump out at this time.

"Secondly, Park Jung-ho, head of the production department, has been absent from work for an extended period due to personal reasons. Effective immediately, the production department will be temporarily managed by the head of the A&R department."

The person from A&R who "truly loves music" raised their head and nodded.

"third."

Lin Zhixun paused for a moment.

"Starting this quarter, YG will donate 10% of its quarterly after-tax profits to external charitable foundations."

He had already discussed this matter with Kim Bum-soo yesterday.

The meeting room was silent for three seconds.

A middle-aged man raised his hand. "Representative Lin, isn't this proportion a bit too—"

"The company has just been embroiled in a scandal, and the public's impression of YG has plummeted. It can't be cleaned up with PR articles; only real money can do the job."

Lin Zhixun's tone left no room for negotiation.

"10% may not seem like much, but the brand premium it brings far exceeds that amount. Everyone here gets their year-end bonuses tied to the company's market value, so you all certainly hope the company will continue to improve."

No one spoke anymore.

After the meeting, the secretary followed Lin Zhixun out of the conference room.

"Representative Lin, have you decided on the contact person for the charitable donation? Which organization will you donate to?"

Lin Zhixun stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for the first floor.

"Red Balloon Foundation"

The secretary made a note on her phone: "Red Balloon Foundation, okay. Should I contact their contact person?"

"No need, my manager is one."

The elevator doors closed.

The secretary was left looking completely shocked.

"Donating money from my own company to my own charitable foundation."

"Isn't this just transferring money from one hand to the other?"

"I hope my new boss won't get arrested for money laundering in less than three days."

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