Chapter 2349: Bar

Lee Boo-jin hadn't expected that Zhao Fusheng had actually met Jung Woo-sung before, and it seemed the two had a good impression of each other.

But she was happy to see it, after all, Zhao Fusheng was one of her most important partners, and it couldn't hurt for her husband to have a closer relationship with him.

The three chatted happily, with both host and guests enjoying themselves.

As for this couple, Zhao Fusheng actually approved of them.

Lee Boo-jin was different from other women.

Ordinary women always liked to do two things.

Ask a poor man for money, and ask a rich man for love.

But obviously, Lee Boo-jin was not an ordinary woman; she was the eldest princess of Samsung, and her wealth had reached an unattainable height.

In short, if Lee Boo-jin wanted, she could easily find a better and more outstanding man than Jung Woo-sung.

Wealth was no longer a consideration for her in choosing a husband.

Soon, the meal was over.

According to Korean customs, there would naturally be a second round.

"You arrange it."

Seeing that Jung Woo-sung and Su Xinghe were getting along well, Lee Boo-jin said to him with a smile, "I won't join in the men's activities."

Jung Woo-sung was taken aback, looking at his fiancée with some surprise.

He hadn't expected Lee Boo-jin to say that.

Of course, he understood that Lee Boo-jin didn't mean for him to introduce any actresses to Zhao Fusheng; she simply wanted him to take Zhao Fusheng out to have fun.

"Haha, Boo-jin, are you kidding?"

Zhao Fusheng looked at Lee Boo-jin in surprise: "You're about to get married, shouldn't you be busy?"

"Busy with what?"

Lee Boo-jin rolled her eyes at Zhao Fusheng: "Do I need to personally handle the wedding preparations?"

Zhao Fusheng chuckled.

Come to think of it, what Lee Boo-jin said was indeed true.

Not to mention anything else, when the eldest princess of Samsung gets married, there will naturally be plenty of people to handle everything.

Even the groom, Jung Woo-sung, didn't need to worry about anything.

After all, that was Samsung!

"Alright then, I'll trouble you, Brother Jung."

Zhao Fusheng said with a smile.

Since they wanted to play the host, he certainly wouldn't stop them.

Soon, Lee Boo-jin left, leaving Zhao Fusheng and Jung Woo-sung alone.

"Where are we going?"

Zhao Fusheng asked Jung Woo-sung with interest.

He also understood that asking the other to take him out for food, drink, and entertainment might not be his strong suit.

This was no joke, but a fact.

After all, he was about to become the son-in-law of the Samsung Group; if he was exposed to any bad activities, Jung Woo-sung might easily be thrown into the Han River by an enraged Lee Kun-hee.

"How about we go to a bar?"

Jung Woo-sung thought for a long time and said to Zhao Fusheng, "There's a bar frequented by artists. How about it?"

After much thought, this was the only place he could take Zhao Fusheng.

After all, this man had a special status; even his future father-in-law had to be cautious. If he took Zhao Fusheng to some shady place and a scandal broke out, it would be a huge mess.

After all, this man was a bona fide super chaebol.

Yes, Koreans called billionaires of Zhao Fusheng's level chaebols.

"Alright."

Zhao Fusheng smiled: "But can my bodyguards come in?"

"That should be fine."

Jung Woo-sung thought for a moment and said, "I can talk to the bar owner. Anyway, we'll be in a private room upstairs."

Zhao Fusheng naturally had no objections; he was just bored and wanted to relax.

He had come this time mainly to show respect to Lee Boo-jin and attend her wedding.

As for business matters?

If he had to decide and consider everything himself, then what was the use of Wu Sijie?

Soon, the group left the Shilla Hotel.

Naturally, it was another large convoy.

Zhao Fusheng and Jung Woo-sung sat in the same car.

"Sorry about that."

Zhao Fusheng said to him, "Before, in China, my sister was kidnapped and almost got into trouble. Since then, I've had a few more bodyguards around me."

Jung Woo-sung naturally had no objections and nodded with a smile: "You really should pay attention to your own safety."

He had just been startled; the people around Zhao Fusheng were clearly not ordinary.

Even the outer security personnel seemed to be from top-tier security teams in Korea.

As for the people closest to Zhao Fusheng, when they got into the car, Jung Woo-sung inadvertently noticed that they were carrying guns.

As a Korean man who had served in the military and handled guns, he could naturally tell real guns from fakes.

In other words, Zhao Fusheng was essentially accompanied by a squad of gunmen!

Soon, the group arrived near Hongdae.

Seoul's entertainment venues were concentrated in a few areas, and Hongdae was undoubtedly one of the liveliest places.

Jung Woo-sung got out of the car first with his people.

He also had bodyguards arranged by Lee Boo-jin.

After all, as the son-in-law of the Samsung Group, he had that much influence.

Soon, he seemed to have finished negotiating with the bar, came out with his bodyguards, and invited Zhao Fusheng in.

The group didn't enter through the main entrance but through the back door of the bar.

"This is safer and less conspicuous."

Jung Woo-sung said to Zhao Fusheng.

There was no other way.

Zhao Fusheng and his bodyguards totaled over twenty people; just this lineup was enough to scare everyone to death.

Soon, the group entered the bar.

Upon reaching the second floor, they encountered a middle-aged man standing there with two men beside him.

Before he could speak, Zhao Fusheng's bodyguards had already blocked them.

"Wait, wait."

Jung Woo-sung quickly stopped them: "This is the bar owner; he probably came to greet us."

"Let them come over."

Zhao Fusheng smiled and said to Old Ma and the others, "No need to be too tense."

Old Ma didn't say a word, just waved his hand for his men to step back.

The owner's face had already turned pale from fright.

He was an old acquaintance of Jung Woo-sung and naturally knew that the latter was about to become the son-in-law of the Samsung Group. Earlier, Jung Woo-sung had come to say he was entertaining a friend, a close friend of his wife.

He had thought it might be some chaebol heir or rich second generation that Lee Boo-jin knew, and planned to come say hello and get familiar.

After all, the Republic of Korea was a world of chaebols; even just being familiar might bring unexpected benefits for his future development.

But he never expected that the man was alone but surrounded by a large group of bodyguards.

As soon as he and his men tried to approach, they were already on alert!

If he wasn't mistaken, someone had already been about to draw a gun!

Oh my god!

That was a gun!

You see, gun control in Korea was quite strict; even chaebol heirs' bodyguards might not necessarily carry guns.

But most of this guy's men had guns!

Who on earth was this?