The Underground Emperor: Starting from Running Away with Sister-in-law

From the moment Ding Xin took out the pistol and placed it on the table.

Han Zhengtai's eyes widened, as if his whole body was frozen...

His female assistant covered her mouth in shock, her whole body shaking with fear.

Liu Shizai on the side opened his mouth wide, swallowed his saliva unconsciously, and looked restless.

Wu Xiuyan lowered her head silently.

She just knew...

"yes, Sir!"

An Hemao has always been very executive.

He responded, picked up the pistol and walked out the door.

at this time.

"Wait, Minister An!"

Han Zhengtai looked nervous, but now he came to his senses and quickly opened his mouth to call out to An Hemao.

However, Anhemao ignored him.

Seeing that the thug was about to leave, Han Zhengtai had no choice but to look at Ding Xin with pleading eyes.

Ding Xin sneered and said calmly: "Wait a minute!"

As soon as he finished speaking, An Hemao stopped immediately and stood there respectfully.

Ding Xin took out a cigarette, took out a cigarette and lit it, then said with a smile, "What's wrong, Minister Han?"

"Um...Manager Ding, nim..."

Han Zhengtai's voice trembled a little. He sat up straight and hesitantly said, "What... do you want to do?"

While speaking, his eyes kept moving towards the pistol in Anhemao's hand.

"What do you want to do?"

Ding Xin leaned back slightly, slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, and said with a smile: "Isn't Minister Han powerless? Then leave it to me..."

"I won't make things difficult for you. He's just a little jerk. I promise that within a day, he will either ask to be removed from the list, or he will participate in the show in his next life..."

After a pause, he added, "By the way, there's that leader of the station, who is he? If that doesn't work, can I send someone to persuade him as well?"

"Manager Ding, this is really unnecessary. Let's ask Minister An to put that away and let's sit down and talk..."

Han Zhengtai forced a smile and tried to persuade him.

It really makes things difficult for him.

"Which one?"

Ding Xin asked knowingly, then hooked his finger at An Hemao.

An Hemao immediately understood, took two steps closer, raised the pistol with both hands and handed it over.

Ding Xin reached out to take it and motioned for him to sit back first.

"Crack!"

Ding Xin pulls insurance.

Under Han Zhengtai's frightened gaze, he slowly pointed the gun at him and said with a smile: "Are you talking about this?"

Han Zhengtai's hair stood on end at this moment and he couldn't even speak.

He had never experienced such a scene before.

For a moment, I felt my crotch was a little wet...

The female assistant beside him had already been frightened into a quail. She just buried her head and tried to minimize her presence.

Ding Xin raised a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, shook the gun in his hand, and said jokingly: "Minister Han, answer me, is this what you mean?"

"Yes...Yes, Chief Ding, put away your gun first, and let's talk it over..."

"What's there to say?"

"About cooperation..."

"Ah, cooperation, no rush, how about you wait until I finish persuading them first?"

Han Zhengtai almost cried when he heard this.

How can you do things this way?

He pulls out a gun as soon as he disagrees with something. What do you want him to do?

"Manager Ding, don't be impulsive. We can talk about anything. We can't..."

Han Zhengtai forced himself to smile and chose his words carefully.

"I've been talking to you nicely!"

Ding Xin interrupted him directly, then stared into his eyes and said word by word: "This is how we do things at Kinmen Group..."

Chapter 142 Cooperation Negotiated

Intimidated by Ding Xin's aura, Han Zhengtai's mind finally became clearer.

He is a media person.

I have more or less some understanding of the Kinmen Group.

When he first entered the door, Han Zhengtai was also confused by Ding Xin's gentle appearance.

He took Ding Xin's politeness as a humble gesture of asking for a favor.

I thought he was easy to talk to.

Subconsciously, he thought that Ding Xin would be as servile as those who had come to him for help in the past.

As the conversation progressed, his attitude became more and more arrogant.

For a moment, he really forgot the vicious background of the Kinmen Group and instead thought of Ding Xin as the president of an ordinary small film and television company.

Or it's the kind of thing where you ask someone to introduce you and then visit in a humble manner.

However, he was very wrong.

At this moment, Ding Xin woke him up with practical actions.

Let him know.

What exactly is the real Golden Gate Group?

This is not a small start-up chaebol enterprise at all. In essence, it is a gangster group composed of a bunch of vicious wolves.

And he, a small TV station director, dared to act so powerful in front of Ding Xin.

It's really a bit ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth.

"Manager Ding, I just thought about it carefully..."

Han Zhengtai looked serious and spoke clearly: "Liu Shizaixi is indeed very suitable for the show "Infinite Challenge"!"

"Oh? How do you say this?"

Ding Xin slowly exhaled a puff of smoke and asked with a smile.

This guy is much more honest now.

In fact, Ding Xin still wanted to give him some respect at the beginning.

Originally, Ding Xin thought that since that woman Mou Xianmin was the middleman, then recommending an artist to join the show should not be a problem.

With the attitude of wanting long-term friendly cooperation.

Even though the minister was late, Ding Xin still spoke to him in a gentle voice.

But I didn't expect that this guy would not take Ding Xin's politeness seriously.

If you don't accept my toast, you will have to drink the wine for punishment!

Did he really think Ding Xin gave him face?

"Well, Shi Zaixi is also an old acquaintance of mine. I still recognize his abilities, especially his comedy skills, which just fits in with this "Infinite Challenge" program..."

Han Zhengtai said a lot of things seriously.

It's really hard for him to come up with so many reasons in such a short time.

"Haha, really?"

Ding Xin flicked the ash from his cigarette and said playfully, "Then Minister Han, you won't force me this time, right?"

"Manager Ding, what are you talking about? It's not forced at all!"

Han Zhengtai sat upright, as if the gun in front of him did not exist, and said righteously: "It is an honor for our MBC Variety Department to invite such an outstanding artist like Liu Shizai to participate!"

"Um..."

Ding Xin hummed lightly and put the pistol away with some boredom.

Then, he gave a look to Wu Xiuyan who was standing beside him.

Wu Xiuyan immediately understood, took out a file bag from her handbag and handed it over.

Ding Xin reached out to take it, weighed it casually, and threw the file bag directly in front of Han Zhengtai.

"this..."

Han Zhengtai, who had been secretly relieved when he saw Ding Xin retract his gun, became nervous again.

He didn't know what trouble Ding Xin was going to make next.

"Don't be nervous!"

Ding Xin held a cigarette in his mouth and said calmly: "This is Liu Shizai's resume. I believe Minister Han will like it..."

After saying that, he raised his chin, indicating that he could take a look.

Han Zhengtai's Adam's apple moved, he took a long breath, picked up the file bag in front of him cautiously, and opened it gently.