Hong Kong variety show: I wanted to be a lawyer, but I became a big shot.

He put down his wine glass, stood up, and looked down at Shui Ling.

"Tonight's drinks are on me."

"Don't ask me out to talk about these trivial things anymore. I'm afraid Ah Bei and the others will misunderstand!"

He turned and walked out, but stopped at the door and turned his head to the side.

"Shui Ling, let me give you a piece of advice."

"Lin Bei isn't a camel, so don't use the same methods you use on a camel on him."

"He's someone you can't afford to mess with..."

After saying that, Big D pushed open the door and left.

Shui Ling sat alone in the private room, staring at the glass of wine on the table that she had only taken a sip of, and the smile on her face slowly faded.

She didn't hear much of what Big D said, but his last sentence stuck in her heart like a thorn.

She originally thought that once she returned to Hong Kong Island, she could easily persuade and seduce Lin Bei with her charm and eloquence.

But that despicable bastard actually used her as a sex toy...

And then there's that guy, Liang Kun, who's a real man for 25 seconds. He takes advantage of Lin Bei being his cousin and uses this beautiful woman as a fire extinguisher. Is there any justice left in this world?

Even seasoned veteran D has now flatly rejected her. Has she truly lost her charm and all all allergy?

Thinking of this, she picked up her wine glass with a heavy heart and downed it in one gulp.

……

Meanwhile, in the capital of the kimchi country.

As soon as Lin Bei and Jimmy got off the plane, the people who were there to pick them up were already waiting outside.

Ding Qing personally led a group of people to guard the exit, holding up a sign that read "Welcome Mr. Lin Bei".

Several black Hyundai Grandeur sedans were waiting for them.

In the car, Ding Qing sat in the passenger seat, glanced at Lin Bei through the rearview mirror, and took the initiative to speak.

"Mr. Lin, I haven't had a chance to thank you for what happened in Haojiang last time."

Lin Bei leaned back in his seat, unscrewed a bottle of water, and took a sip.

"No need to thank me, we just got what we needed."

"It's a win-win situation for you, but for me, it's real capital for advancement."

Ding Qing turned his head, his expression serious.

"Li Zhongjiu has always been one step ahead of me in the group."

"The group sent him to Hong Kong Island to make money, but he not only suffered a major setback, but also lost his life."

"I owe most of my current position as an executive director to you."

He spoke frankly and directly, without the slightest hesitation.

Lin Bei smiled but didn't reply, though he was secretly pondering to himself.

Ding Qing is indeed a remarkable person.

As an overseas Chinese from Yeosu, in the xenophobic environment of South Korea, it takes more than just force to climb to the position of the third-ranking figure in the Kinmen Group.

He's quick-witted, ruthless, loyal to his brothers, and most importantly, extremely ambitious...

At the last Macau gambling convention, Lin Bei helped him make a fortune on the sidelines, while at the same time using the situation to ruin his nemesis Li Zhongjiu on Hong Kong Island.

After Ding Qing returned to South Korea, Shi Dongchu promoted him directly from director to executive director, completely rewriting the power structure of the Kinmen Group overnight.

Although Vice President Zhang Shouji was nominally the second-in-command, the Di Ri faction had long been suppressed by the Zai Hu faction, making his position as vice president extremely frustrating.

Now everyone in the Kinmen Group can see clearly that Ding Qingcai is the successor that Shi Dongchu has been grooming.

But Lin Bei knew in his heart that Ding Qing's excessive politeness towards him was ultimately driven by self-interest.

His overseas Chinese identity has always made him ostracized by the mainstream circles of South Korea, and he desperately needs an external force like Lin Bei to support him.

But once Ding Qing has firmly established himself in South Korea, no one can say for sure how long this politeness will last.

Therefore, besides discussing technology projects with Samsung, Lin Bei had an even more important purpose in coming here this time: to completely win over Ding Qing.

He had already decided on his entry point: Li Zicheng, the second-in-command of the North Gate faction of the Kinmen Group.

Li Zicheng was Ding Qing's most capable and trusted brother.

Despite his seemingly loyal demeanor, he is actually an undercover agent planted by the police within the Kinmen Group.

Lin Bei had seen this kind of drama many times in his previous life. Undercover agents are always a double-edged sword. If used well, they can hurt others; if used poorly, they will only backfire on oneself.

Therefore, he did not rush to take action, but planned to first establish a foothold in Seoul before making a move.

With Lee Chung-kui, the fourth-in-command of the Kinmen Group, now dead, he is unsure whether Shih Tung-chu will face prosecution and imprisonment.

Twenty minutes later, the group arrived safely at the Lotte Hotel.

Led by the staff, Lin Bei and his group arrived at the Hibiscus Korean Set Meal Restaurant on the 38th floor of the hotel.

The restaurant is decorated in a traditional Korean style, with wooden lattice doors and windows, low tables and cushions, and ink-wash screens hanging on the walls, creating a wonderful atmosphere.

The largest private room in the restaurant had been booked in advance, and two security guards in black suits stood at the door. Upon seeing Ding Qing, they immediately bowed and made way for him.

Lin Bei and Jimmy followed Ding Qing into the private room.

The private room was already full of people.

Sitting in the main seat was an elderly man in his sixties, with gray hair and a thin build. He wore gold-rimmed glasses and looked at people with a scrutinizing gaze.

He was dressed in a black traditional hanbok with a dark gray coat, his clothes were simple, but his every move exuded a powerful aura.

This person is none other than Shi Dongchu, the chairman of the Kinmen Group.

Sitting next to him was an older man, slightly overweight, with a kind face, whose eyes narrowed into slits when he smiled.

Lin Bei recognized him at a glance as Zhang Shouji, the vice chairman of the Kinmen Group, the leader of the Imperial Japan faction, and a figure who had been gradually marginalized in the power struggle.

The board members, young and old, sat neatly on both sides of the private room. All of them were dressed in dark suits and sat upright, creating a solemn atmosphere like a formal banquet.

When Shi Dongchu saw Lin Bei enter the private room, he immediately stood up, walked around the low table to the door, and reached out his hand.

"Mr. Lin, welcome to Seoul."

His Mandarin accent was heavy, but it was still quite fluent.

Lin Bei reached out and shook his hand, responding with a smile:

"President Shi, you're too kind."

Shi Dongchu held his hand tightly, looking him up and down several times.

"Mr. Lin is even younger than I imagined... This old man is quite envious. It really is the world of young people these days."

"Come, come, let's take a seat."

He gestured for Lin Bei and Jimmy to sit down.

Lin Bei was seated in the guest of honor seat to Shi Dong's right, with Jimmy sitting beside him and Ding Qing sitting opposite him.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, the dishes were served one after another.

The first dish served was Jiuzheban, a beautiful copper platter displaying nine kinds of cold dishes, their colors arranged in a pleasing and varied way.

Jimmy's eyes lit up, and he immediately picked up his chopsticks and started to taste it.

Lin Bei looked at the table full of dishes and shook his head inwardly.

He was used to top-quality ingredients on Hong Kong Island, and Australian lobster, king crab, and abalone were commonplace for him.

Although the Korean set meal in front of me was beautifully presented and served with exquisite tableware, the dishes were nothing more than kimchi and sauces. The grilled beef was mediocre, and the seafood pancakes were not even as good as those from street stalls on Hong Kong Island.

Shi Dongchu enthusiastically raised his hand to introduce:

"Mr. Lin, please try this soy-marinated crab; it's our signature dish."