Regression Reset Life of Police

38. Samsung Club

A woman in white underwear stands in front of a full-body mirror.

It feels dirty as if a naked white nash is in the gutter.

"It's all to be successful. To be successful...…."

She eventually collapsed holding her jeans.

But it did not escape. If I run away, all I have left is a dirty body.

I had no choice but to look up.

Boom boom!

"Are you done?"

Devil's frontman's voice coming from outside the door.

Wearing only a shirt, she opened the door.

The boss was mesmerized for a moment when he saw the innocent female college student.

She managed to suppress the soaring thug.

"It's not a hotel today."

It's not a hotel, it's a strange place. They said it was some kind of meeting.

"Let's go for now."

Step, step.

Leaving the semi-basement of their agency's office, they immediately boarded the Sonata, not the van they were riding until a few days ago.

The latest sonata I bought with the money the devil gave me.

Roar!

Over the window of the car, the streetlights in the evening of Seoul broke.

That's how they left.

Someone pulled up from the driver's seat of a foreign car parked near the building.

It was Jong-hyuk.

"Oh, I love foreign cars."

Jong-hyuk just turned on the engine, watching a sonata about to disappear, beating Connor.

Roar!

Jong-hyuk's car started with a cheerful sound.

The tail was over when the sonata arrived in front of a building.

A five-story building that looks like a hotel or convention center.

The minor actor, who was looked at by Kim Young-jin during the reading, stopped at the entrance of the lobby.

Standing far away from the car, Jong-hyuk picked up the camera and wondered.

"What are those black boys?"

Those in black suits greet minor actors with their heads down, and minor actors explain something.

Gangster?

No, I went to Gwangsu University in the main office and memorized the faces of gangsters all over the country, but I don't know any of them.

The standing position is different, too.

"Bodyguard?"

Soon another car arrives and someone gets off.

A full-bellied man in his 50s

I don't know his face.

He entered the lobby hugging the minor actor's side.

Click! Click!

The camera, which has been modified to prevent the flash from exploding, will not only take pictures of two people entering the lobby, but also all of the faces that arrive one after another.

"Huh?"

Jong-hyuk narrowed his brows when he saw a man getting out of the fifth car he had arrived.

Boss?

He is the president of a film company who was briefly introduced by Kim Young-jin today.

Everyone went inside with a young woman on their sides, but only the owner of the film company went into the building with a stiff face without anyone.

At that moment, the black suits at the entrance looked this way.

"Oh, it's fast, too."

Instead of starting the car, Jong-hyuk took out a bottle of soju and sprayed it on his body and gargled it. And I hid the camera and soju bottle and hit my head on the steering wheel.

It's been a little while since then.

Boom boom boom! …… thump boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!

"Oh, who is it………."

Boom boom!

Jong-hyuk lowered the window with sleepy eyes.

And the black suit that knocked on the door blocked the nose.

"What……."

"It's just a drunkard."

Chuk! I got it.

"Hey, don't sleep here, go home and sleep. Don't smash your father's car for nothing."

"Oh, what, where are we? Come on."

Only then did Jong-hyuk start the car.

With such a slight run, Jong-hyuk pulled over again.

It was a waste of time to start the car right away just because you were caught. You're confessing that you followed.

Getting out of the car, Jong-hyuk picked up his cell phone.

"Whoo. I feel like I'm going to live."

The smell of alcohol was painful for Jong-hyuk, too.

What are you doing at this hour?

At 10 p.m., Kwon A-young is surprised when she answers the phone.

Jong-hyuk said the location of the building just before.

How does the boss know there?

Kwon A-young's voice was filled with slight contempt.

It was surprising for Jong-hyuk, who called to find out who owned the building and who usually used it.

"Do you know what this place is?"

- During the original military dictatorship, it was a hotel where local military generals could stay comfortably when they came to Seoul, but it was changed to a place where they rented for banquets when they failed during the IMF.

But if you look inside, it's not. It's one of the places where people who think the world is their own, don't look around and roll around with women.

These days, Samsung Club? I know they use it often.

"Samsung Club?"

What did he say... Well, here he is. They're people who spread their shoulders in the music industry. They named it to mean they want to be stars in the movie and drama industries.

"There was an organization like that."

I've never heard of it before.

Jong-hyuk's eyes sank.

It's not a long-time organization. About seven years? It's a group of trash that gives entertainment to people in power.

Kwon A-young first learned about the existence of the place when one of the characters in the Samsung Club came to her to give her money.

I refused because I didn't want to leave my reluctant money.

"A man of power?"

- executive directors of big companies, first-term lawmakers. I heard that you gave a male celebrity to a rich abdominal person. Hmm…… I've heard that you're putting a line on someone in the presidential camp these days.

Whoosh!

Jong-hyuk's body shook greatly.

"A presidential candidate?"

If that's the case, this is going to spread to the gate.

There is also a greater possibility that the prosecutor general and the prosecutor general of the Seoul District Prosecutors' Office were involved in the case.

I don't know about that. Shall we find out?

"Yes, please. But……."

Don't worry. I'll leave as soon as I think it's dangerous.

With Kwon A-young's ability, that's

Nodding his head, Jong-hyuk opened his mouth again.

From now on, it was the main point.

"Director Kwon."

Yes.

"Can you buy the building?"

What?

If it was before the regression, waiters, cookers, bodyguards would have done all sorts of things to get into that building.

But not now.

Why should I do that when I have money?’

Jong-hyuk grinned.

* * *

It was more of an ugly swamp of desire than a banquet hall.

Older men's hands travel back and forth between the breasts, hips and hipbones of young women.

Squeeze, squeeze, and scratch.

Then he grabs a glass of whiskey with his other hand, and his eyes and mouth turn to the man in front of him, not to the woman next to him.

Nevertheless, they do not feel ashamed of each other.

I'm more excited.

Women are desperately holding back their groans. It's dirty and disgusting, but it's forced to act.

"Did you hear that the owner of this hotel has changed, Mr. Kim?"

"Oh, you're a pawn who touched some money during the Bundang development, right?"

"Sold for as much as 20 billion. 20 billion!"

In addition, it is said to invest 2 billion won to remodel. To make the banquet more comfortable.

"……Gasping. That money would make two movies like Shiri."

Shiri, a blockbuster film with the highest production cost in Korea's history.

The production cost was over 10 billion won.

Now I've handed over the title to Joint Security Area JSA.However, it was a shocking amount at the time.

"Oh, that's not a long time to think about it."

"Really? Was this such a cheap place?"

Kim, who found someone just entering the banquet hall, claps his tongue.

"I don't want anyone here either."

At most, he is the president of a film company. If you don't get invested in production costs, you'll have to starve to death.

I didn't really want such a person to play in the same place as them.

"But it's still cute. He's struggling to get in between us. To be honest, we used to be like that."

Kim nodded his head.

"Right, we used to be like that."

PDs, reporters, representatives and executives of broadcasting companies who have as much influence as entertainers.

I promised myself every day that I would be like that, citing the popular seniors.

And in the end, we've achieved this.

Who can ignore them in the music industry now?

Ah, how are you all enjoying yourselves?

Kim, who turned his head, smiled broadly. It was the same for other club members inside.

Thanks to that character.

They were powerful from the beginning, but they formed a group and gave them power that they could not dare to compare in the K-pop world.

Thanks to the chairman of the Samsung Club, he is able to exert influence over the entire entertainment industry and beyond the music industry.

Now, the only thing left is to conquer the film industry and the drama industry.

All I have left is to take a high nose off.

A man in his 50s, who looked through the joy-stricken people, licked his lips.

"The reason I'm here today is to introduce a new member. Please welcome him with applause."

Step, step.

A stiff tooth comes up.

Those who see his face laugh.

There's no way anyone in the music industry wouldn't know. Ahn Hong-seok, one of the three artists who swept the 1990s.

He is one of the representative dancers in Korea, and now he is the representative of an agency.

"Oh, hello. I've always wanted to join a club.…."

The chairman, who came down from the podium, called several people scattered around the banquet hall and headed to the inner room.

A quiet room unlike the outside.

A person frowned at the chairman.

"Should I have accepted that opportunist as a member?"

"80 percent agreed. Stop taking it, Director Park."

"Tsk."

Samsung Club cannot join new members unless 80 percent of existing members agree.

"Anyway, the reason I've gathered you is because the highest number of people who support the club wants sincerity."

"Sincerely…… campaign funds?"

Among them, there is only one person who uses the word sincerity.

Politician

"Ha. Isn't this too much? You ripped it off a few days ago and again?"

"No, he's a chaebol and he's got a lot of money, so why...…."

"It turns out that Hyun Mong-joon...…."

"Jump! Watch your mouth!"

"Who cares, we're the only ones here."

"But you should always be careful. Don't you know our names are going around in the prosecution now?"

Although it is not at the formal stage of investigation, it was reported that it was filmed.

"If he makes a mistake, we're all dead. I don't know about anyone else, but I hope he doesn't get hurt."

The five of them nodded their heads.

They are above the club members outside.

Not all club members are the same.

"What about the girl? Grade A?"

"No, 20 years old. Carlzon Hotel 1303. It's 1 a.m. the day after tomorrow."

"I guess someone who's busy with the election has the spirit again. All right."

"So we're done talking?"

"Get ten tickets by the day after tomorrow. We have to send it together. Well, let's make a toast before we go out."

They raised their glasses.

"Our Samsung Club has made endless progress."

"For the sake.

Chae Chae Chae Chae!

A glass full of amber alcohol hit the air.

And two days later, the Carlzons Hotel.

"Oh, you're here again."

The front desk of the lobby.

A female employee welcomed Jong-hyuk wearing sunglasses.

"Van customer?"

In her Russian, Jong-hyuk also replied in Russian.

"I was thinking about where to go for the last time before returning home, and this was the first place that came to mind."

"Hoot. Did you have fun in Korea?"

"While I'm in Korea, I was thinking of going to the client, but the address was too difficult. Except for that, everything was satisfactory."

"If you tell me where it is, I'll...…."

Jong-hyuk shook his head.

"I'll be back anyway, so you can stop by then. And if I don't know, wouldn't I talk to you like this again?"

Jong-hyuk winked slightly with his sunglasses down.

Smiling, she received a passport from Jong-hyuk.

"Oh, you're in room 1303 again."

"I liked it."

"Here you are. Thank you for visiting our hotel again. I hope you have a great time."

As soon as he entered room 1303, he picked up his hidden camera and storage two days ago.

And I turned on my laptop to watch it recorded last night.

"Well, well."

Whoosh! Whoosh!

"Yes, it's Ivan."

Jong-hyuk meticulously bought a prepaid phone.

What are you doing walking around?

Ivan's passport and card made by the FSB were used in Korea. Natalia contacted me as soon as she confirmed it.

"It's just the same as usual. We're going around hunting for criminals."

Is he a cadet?

"That's what happens."

Jong-hyuk laughed and clicked on the recording file in the storage device.

And

"……What else is going on here?"

There is a scene that is different from what is expected.

Wondering, Jong-hyuk soon twisted his lips.

"Look at this?"

What's going on? Choi?

Jong-hyuk's belly shook as he held back his laughter.

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