Chapter 29

Mom, I was wrong..."

With determination to cross the Dai Do River, Duong Trung called his mother's phone. Before the other person could speak, he confessed his mistake first, shouting that it was miserable.

"Where is the error?" Luu Van's voice didn't sound chaotic, as if she wasn't angry and didn't care.

But Duong Trung is the person who understands Luu Van best. It's truly the calm before the storm.

His lips trembled, he clenched his molars, and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, Mom, I'm okay, I promise, there won't be a next time, don't worry."

"I'm not angry, why am I angry?" The sound was extremely monotone, the battle was approaching, there were many dead people on the battlefield. "It's over, this time my mother is really angry." Duong Trung continuously cried in his heart.

"Ahem...Mom, why don't you wait until I finish work and then take you on a trip? Where should I go? Panama? Maurice? Or Tahiti? Mom, haven't you always wanted to go there? Dad, I know I'm busy with work every day. It's not romantic at all. » Yang Cheng was very alert and tried to deflect the gunfire. If you tell Yang Sen about this, you must interrupt him.

"Little rabbit, you're getting better and better, still following the hidden rules? You're quite good, let's talk, what conditions did you promise the other girls?" Finally, war broke out like a million master. A stream of steel rushed towards Duong Trung. . . I can't stand it anymore, it doesn't seem suitable for writing fairy tales.

Duong Trung was stunned, the phone was thrown on the bed like a hot potato. However, 10 feet away, they could not stop his mother's anger.

"That's wrong, Mom, when did I violate the hidden rules, slander, I'm the bastard Megan, blatant slander, someone who intentionally harmed me, you can't help but listen to the slander of evil people." Duong Trung caught it. Hair, crying bitterly on the phone in bed. "Come here, I still don't know you? Now honestly choose me, otherwise I'll fly to Korea right now and wait to see if I can get your skin or not." Luu Van threatened not to move.

Duong Trung is now a stupid Coptis, unable to speak. We cannot say that he came here. These things had nothing to do with him before, but your son did. "I didn't mention it before, but this time with Megan, I didn't promise her anything, she was only tasked with trapping me. Mom, you can distinguish right from wrong and guide your son. " Duong Trung feels that June Feixue has been wronged, even more wronged than Dou E.

"Come on, don't interrupt, always decide, what are you going to do? Thank God if you don't end up harming someone else." Luu Van did not agree. Stop for a moment, not giving Duong Thua a chance to continue shouting: "Okay, stop talking nonsense, quickly resolve this matter, otherwise your mother will have no face.

"Yes, yes, I will take care of it right away, don't worry." What else can Duong Thua say? Right now, only following his mother is the truth.

I respectfully waited for my mother to hang up first, then lay in bed for the rest of my life. The cold sweat on his back quickly evaporated under the influence of the air conditioner. A chill down my spine made Duong Trung hate Louis Lehman. . shook both hands, turned away from the bed, picked up the phone again and started calling.

"Ellen, are you busy now?"

"Busy, very busy, it's okay, don't bother me." Allen replied "sincerely."

Duong Trung was stunned, wondering if this was a polite statement?

"What, what, did you hear news about me on the Internet?" Of course Duong Trung will not bother you, just call him.

"Oh, what is it?" Allen replied indifferently. "What's wrong? Don't be angry? Your best brother has been accused."

"Who else doesn't know you? I still don't know? Don't I have number B in my heart? Why did it break this time?" Allen sneered contemptuously. Duong Trung felt that in his previous life he had committed a heinous crime. In this life He came to forgive sins. What kind of people are around him?

"I swear, this time I won't promise him anything!" Duong Trung raised his head and looked at a 45 degree angle, fighting the final battle.

"Ha ha, that's right. When you go to court, remember to answer like that. I think the jury will have a different view of you."

"I don't want to explain that. Believe it or not, I don't do it anyway and there are people who are clearly very proud of the black hand behind it. 100% Louis Lehman. I want you to help me verify the Lehman family's close relations policy. Misinformed characters and their documentation. " Duong Trung hates more and more. Whether he warns or not, if he corrects and then fights back, sooner or later he will become sick in his heart and must vent.

"Uh... Are you going to war? » Allen didn't dare to joke.

"What fight? Children playing, you hit me, I slap. Don't worry, I know." Yang Cheng shamelessly placed Louis Lehman, in his forties, in the same age group as him. , The children are still young, healthy, and cannot be touched. If you take revenge on each other, no one can blame you.

"Okay, I promise I'll find out after playing it a few times at night." Alan was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, so he smiled and nodded.

Hanging up the phone, Duong Trung thought for a moment. Depressed mood does not bring much relief. Only after spending an afternoon in the gym's swimming pool did the congestion built up in my chest disappear.

. . . . . .

In the evening, Duong Trung simply swam 400 meters, wrapped himself in a towel and then went to the recliner by the pool. The phone keeps calling.

"Hello, is this Mr. Yang?"

"I am, are you Xin Zhengyi?"

"Yes, good evening, Mr. Yang, do you mind?"

Duong Trung wiped his hair, lay down, took a sip of lemonade, smiled and said: "Ha ha, don't bother, have you made an appointment yet?"

"That's right, if you have time tonight, Ly Nhan Nguyen, vice president of Lotte Group, wants to invite you to dinner."

Duong Trung thought for a moment, quickly made arrangements and returned to America and agreed: "Yes, location?"

"It's in JN district, our Lotte clubhouse, not far from your hotel. I will send a car to pick you up at 6 o'clock.

"No problem, are you coming back too?"

"Yes, thank you."

Duong Trung noticed that Tan Chinh Nghia's voice was full of joy. Could it be that he has been promoted?

"Very serious words, see you later."

"See you again"

It was past 5 p.m., Duong Thua swam again before returning to the room to change clothes. At 6 o'clock, Xin Zhengyi's phone rang on time, and Duong Thua brought Hansen and the staff sent by Lotte. Sles. It's evening rush hour. As the most prosperous city in Seoul, JN district has many roads. The 10-minute trip takes more than twice as long.

"Good evening, Mr. Yang." Xin Zhengyi stood outside the car and bowed to Duong Trung.

"Good evening, please come pick me up." Duong Trung nodded slightly in greeting. "This is what I have to do, please come here, the club is on the top floor, Vice President Ly is already waiting for you to arrive."

Xin Zhengyi held out his hand and leaned to the side to lead the way.

Take the private elevator to the top floor. The main color purple is purple, expressing the nobility of the owner, and the surrounding light is specially dimmed to highlight the feeling of mystery.

After entering the club, Tan Chinh Nghia led the way without saying a word, Duong Trung curiously followed, Han Sam looked around warily.

Turn left and right. After walking down a long hallway, he stopped in front of a door with a special symbol engraved on it.

"We're here, Mr. Duong, please come in." Xin Zhengyi opened the door, but the thick and heavy door passed through the special package without making any sound.

When the door opened, the light became brighter and a strong perfume smell emanated.

"Haha, he is the son of Mr. Yang Sen of the capital Yuanshan, right?" Dressed like Xin Zhengyi, except older and more aggressive, Li Renyuan welcomed him.

Duong Trung glanced at it and immediately recognized it. In his previous life, he was watching the news that Lotte's vice president had committed suicide. He intentionally searched for Ly Nhan Nguyen's photo. He thought that within a year, the arm bone of Lotte's senior minister would fall off. I feel uncomfortable.

"Aniohasai, Vice President Li, I'm pleased to meet you. You're an elder, just call me Jason." He didn't have time to think too much, so he took two steps and reached out to shake hands with Ly Nhan Nguyen. Say hello with a few Korean words you just learned to show respect. Looking at the stick again, it cannot be denied that Lotte, as one of the 5 largest chaebols in Korea, has several times more wealth than the Yang family. As Lotte's deputy commander, Li Renyuan was qualified to be respected by Yang Cheng.

"Hehe, okay, I'll just call him by his first name. As expected, I'm not as famous as when I first met him. They all said that the heir to the Nguyen Son Duong family is a guy. When I met Jason today, you could call him a young talent. "Ly Nhan Nguyen should have won. Confucian baptism, speech and behavior all reveal an elegant attitude. This type of temperament Duong Trung only saw in his grandfather.

As for grandfather Duong Nguyen Son, according to grandfather, he is a complete robber, and in this life has nothing to do with elegance.

"I don't dare either. The younger generation really wasted a while. Now that I want to open it, I can't help my father share some of the work." Duong Trung also did not hesitate at all, generously admitting those years of misfortune. To outsiders, it seemed very free and easy. But only Duong Trung knows that it was not he who did these ridiculous things in the past, but that he has only endured it for many generations, so he does not dare to admit anything.

"Young people, when no one is impulsive, I also come here from now on. It's good to be able to master the cliff in time. Let's go inside and chat. I specially prepared the national dish Z for you guys. I don't know if this is to your taste. Ly Nhan Nguyen Ha graciously held Duong Trung's hand and entered the room.

Different from the small rooms that Yang Cheng saw when he first arrived in Korea, this room is probably larger than 300 square meters, including a private reception area, tea room, restaurant and a small kitchen for the chef to cook. . -location.

Being held back by an old man, Duong Trung was very uncomfortable but could not escape, letting him drag him to the restaurant, a giant round table that could accommodate 10 people at the same time was filled with delicious food.

Sitting next to Ly Nhan Nguyen, Tan Chinh Nghia invited Han Sam to sit a few seats away. After the four people were seated, the beautiful young manager smiled and asked for direction: "Vice President Nim, can dinner start?"

"We can begin..." Ly Nhan Nguyen nodded towards the manager. After receiving instructions, the manager clapped his hands in the kitchen. A uniformed waiter carries a tray and places a bowl of soup in front of everyone.

"This is boiled ginseng chicken soup with aged Korean ginseng. It's a Korean specialty. Drink a cup first to nourish your stomach." Li Renyuan came and introduced Yang Cheng. Duong Trung saw that there was not a drop of oil, almost boiling into a milky white chicken soup. She nodded, not mentioning the ingredients, just that the skill of cooking the soup could be seen closely, he did not believe it. The other side will use milk to make soup. Cheat on him.

After saying my thanks, I took a sip from the spoon. The rich aroma of chicken soup filled my mouth, and the best astringent essence of Korean ginseng mixed into the soup, as if there was a current of heat running through my heart.

You can't drink too much of this. Yang Cheng is still young and full of life. It would be embarrassing to have a nosebleed if it gets bigger and bigger.

"Delicious soup, the chef worked hard." Duong Trung took a few sips, put down his spoon and exclaimed.

"Ha ha, if you're satisfied, come and eat something." Ly Nhan Nguyen needed more energy than Duong Cam, so he drank a bowl of soup and his face turned red.

Li Renyuan's warm hospitality made Duong Trung uncomfortable, forcing him to let go and eat. Wait until everyone is half full, the manager pours red wine for Duong Trung and Ly Nhan Nguyen, then it's time to discuss work.

"Jason, I heard the judge say that the land in your hands will be developed with the cooperation of our tilapia? Ly Nhan Nguyen shook his glass of red wine, squinted his eyes and smiled like an old fox.

"That's right~www.mtlnovel.com~ Manager Xin should have given you a detailed report, right?" Duong Trung put one hand on the back of the chair, leaned over, facing Ly Nhan Uyen in front, his expression much more calm.

"Yes, the judiciary told me, but I remember that that land is in the hands of Tairong Real Estate…" Li Renyuan looked doubtful.

Duong Trung glanced at the manager holding a vase waiting for him, wondering if she was Ly Nhan Nguyen's concubine or not, he could also take advantage of this opportunity. Of course it's their chores. He couldn't control himself and answered without concealment: "So that's true, but Chairman Park sold the land to me before he was hospitalized. His old man put a lot of effort into the business.

There was some admiration on his face, but his words became black and white. Obviously he came to threaten, but when his mouth turned into Park Tae-young actively asking for help, if Park Tae-young heard this shameless remark, he would definitely be angry and blunt. Frankly when he woke up. , Pu Donghai is so unlucky.

"It turns out that Mr. Park really wanted to face him. He would rather bother you than ask us for help like old friends." Li Renyuan also learned of Pu Tairong's confession, and his expression was very sad. Duong Trung silently pouted, saying in his heart: "How pitiful, today Thai Dung was not forced by you.

I was sad for a few seconds. Seeing Duong Trung constantly tasting red wine, he silently scolded the little fox. Ly Nhan Nguyen coughed lightly: "Justice, Jason, do you have a better project to cooperate with?"

When I finally got to the point, Duong Thua said solemnly: "Indeed, this project is closer to Lotte's pillar field than real estate development."

"Oh? Then I'll listen carefully." Ly Nhan Nguyen raised his hand to signal Duong Trung.

With a fish-bite smile, he said faintly: "I wonder if Chairman Ly has any opinion about the American Hershey Company?"