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

Li Xinyu's hand hung limply, his eyes were vacant, and the muzzle of the gun was still emitting faint smoke.

She stood there, staring at the corpse on the ground. After a long while, she slowly turned around, walked to the bedside, and picked up the phone.

She dialed a secret number.

"Are you Director Gao? I'm Li Xinyu."

"Section Chief Jiang has an emergency; he asked me to invite you over."

"Yes! It's at the XX Hotel in Jiangnan, room number 710."

"The intelligence is extremely urgent; it's not convenient to discuss it over the phone."

On the other end of the phone, Director Gao, with a gun pointed at him by Wang Jianjun, stammered out a reply.

"Okay, I'll be right there."

Twenty minutes later, Director Gao reached out and tremblingly pushed open the door to room 710.

What he saw was Section Chief Jiang's corpse, and Li Xinyu sitting by the bed with a gun in his hand.

"you!!!"

boom.

Another shot.

Director Gao collapsed at the doorway, a large patch of blood seeping from his chest.

He collapsed to the ground, convulsed for a while, and then lost consciousness.

Li Xinyu put the gun on the ground, picked up the phone on the bedside table, and dialed the emergency number.

"Hello, is this the police station?"

"I am Li Xinyu, and I want to turn myself in!"

"The crime scene was at the XX Hotel in Jiangnan, room number 710."

She gave him the address, then hung up the phone, sat on the edge of the bed, lit a cigarette, and waited quietly.

Ten minutes later, the sound of sirens wailed downstairs at the hotel; the police arrived even faster than she had expected.

But those reckless war correspondents obviously arrived even faster.

It's unclear who leaked the information, but cars from over a dozen media outlets arrived even before the police.

Flashbulbs lit up the hotel corridor, and microphones and cameras were crammed outside the police cordon.

When Li Xinyu was brought out, they happened to pass in front of the group of reporters.

She stopped, looked up, and faced the camera.

"I am Lee Shin-woo, a subordinate of Section Chief Kang Sung-cheol of the Seoul Metropolitan Police Agency."

"He abused his position for a long time, coercing me to provide him with intelligence and controlling me personally, making me his undercover lover for an extended period."

"Zhang Shouji, vice chairman of the Kinmen Group, colluded with Section Chief Jiang and Director Gao to fabricate evidence to frame Shi Dongchu, chairman of the Kinmen Group, in an attempt to oust him from his position as chairman."

"Everything I've said is the truth; I have recordings and documents in my bag as proof..."

Before she could finish speaking, she was forcibly taken into a police car by the police.

But the reporters immediately got angry and followed him relentlessly, determined to dig deeper into this case of corrupt police officers.

......

The next morning, this news was on the front page of every newspaper in South Korea.

Television news was playing on a loop, and commentators were arguing heatedly in the studio.

A high-ranking police officer keeping a mistress and colluding with a business tycoon to frame a chaebol chairman—this kind of plot would be exaggerated even in a TV drama, but it's actually true.

Shi Dongchu was eating breakfast when he saw the news.

He put down his chopsticks, remained silent for a long time, then picked up the phone and called Ding Qing and his secretary.

"Have someone prepare for a press conference on the first floor of the building."

That afternoon, the lobby on the first floor of the Kinmen Group headquarters was packed with reporters.

Shi Dongchu, dressed in a dark suit, stood on the podium with a serious expression.

Good afternoon, friends from the press!

"Regarding the recent media reports about collusion between police officers and Chang Shou-chi, Vice Chairman of the Kinmen Group, I solemnly declare that the Kinmen Group has never participated in any illegal activities."

"Zhang Shouji's personal actions do not represent the group's position, and the group will fully cooperate with the prosecution's investigation..."

A tall female reporter raised her hand, her face beaming with excitement.

"Chairman Shi, there are reports that Kinmen Group and Hong Kong's Hung Hing Group are collaborating on the development of smartphones. Is this true?"

Shi Dong paused for a moment, as if he was carefully considering his words.

"That's absolutely right!"

"Mr. Lin Bei, Chairman of Hung Hing Group, is a partner I greatly respect."

"He is committed to making technology serve the public, rather than having it monopolized by a few."

"That's why some people in power don't want to see this cooperation succeed, and that's why they're trying to suppress us through improper means."

He looked at the camera, his tone firm.

"But I can tell you all that the smartphone project will not stop because of anyone's obstruction."

"The Hung Hing Group will officially launch this product at the end of the month."

"Technology should belong to every ordinary person, not be a means for those in power to monopolize and profit!"

"In Mr. Lin's view, advanced technology should be accessible and convenient for every ordinary person!"

Thank you everyone!

This statement was broadcast live and made international news that very evening.

Media outlets in Japan, Hong Kong, Southeast Asia, and even Europe and America began to rush to report on it.

A South Korean conglomerate collaborated with a Hong Kong company to develop a smartphone, but was suppressed by high-ranking police officials. However, the truth was exposed and the conglomerate turned the tables.

This story is so dramatic, it's hard for it not to become a hit.

......

Samsung headquarters building.

Lee Byung-chul sat in his office, the television in front of him playing a clip of Seok Dong-chul's speech at the press conference.

Lee Kun-hee stood to the side, watching the dramatic scene on the screen, and exclaimed in admiration:

"Father, Lin Bei's move..."

"It's really beautiful!"

Lee Byung-chul picked up the conversation, his tone unusually full of admiration:

"Shi Dongchu was originally a clay idol, but he pulled him out of the water and also inadvertently made smartphones incredibly popular."

"The whole world is waiting for the launch event of this phone."

"Once it goes on sale at the end of the month, it'll be a guaranteed hit."

Lee Kun-hee nodded, a hint of longing on his face.

"This person's methods are truly remarkable."

"Isn't he afraid of facing a full-scale crackdown by the police afterward?"

"After all, he's not a local chaebol from South Korea..."

Upon hearing this, Lee Byung-cheol let out a cold laugh.

"Hehe, Jianxi, you're still too green."

"When Hung Hing Group goes overseas to do business, it represents the face of Hong Kong."

"This young man has created a huge hole in South Korea, and Hong Kong will definitely try to fix it for him."

"Furthermore, given Samsung's experience, more conglomerates will be seeking cooperation with him directly, which is a form of protection for him."

"Just half an hour ago, the Blue House called me and asked me to talk to Lim Bei. They said that as long as I could suppress this scandal, the police would let it go."

"What?"

Lee Kun-hee was stunned on the spot, and his understanding of Lin Bei rose to a new level.

The Blue House actually agreed to back down.

Is it because the Hung Hing Group now dominates public opinion?

In fact, right after this incident, the Blue House began to thoroughly investigate the ins and outs of the matter and found that, just as Lee Shin-woo had said, the incident was entirely a collusion between corrupt police officers and gangsters.

But it's too late for them to close the net now.

Because Kinmen Group completed a complete separation within those three days, although it was a case of cutting off an arm to save itself, it at least survived.