Chapter 2352: An Old Acquaintance

"What do you think this place is?"

Jung Woo-sung coldly stared at the leaders among them: "A bunch of idol singers, and you dare to be so arrogant! The image of the Korean entertainment industry is ruined by people like you!"

"Senior, we didn't mean to."

At that moment, among the idols, a young man with dyed white hair and not very tall stepped forward as their leader.

"I know you didn't mean to."

Jung Woo-sung snorted.

Though he acted obediently in front of Lee Boo-jin and politely in front of Zhao Fusheng, it was because he knew these were two people he had to treat seriously.

Before these idols, Jung Woo-sung assumed the posture of a great senior in the film industry.

"All of you, get downstairs and stand as punishment!"

Jung Woo-sung coldly looked at that person: "G-Dragon, don't think that just because you're popular now, you can speak loudly in front of me. You're not worthy!"

The newcomer was none other than G-Dragon, the leader of the currently popular Korean boy band Bigbang.

Behind him were basically a group of the most popular idols in Korea recently.

Today was G-Dragon's birthday, and he had invited a group of friends to celebrate.

But unexpectedly, coming to this bar frequented by artists, they ran into Jung Woo-sung, Zhao Fusheng, and the others.

"I'm sorry, senior."

G-Dragon smiled bitterly to himself.

With so many great seniors here, although these idols were popular, they really couldn't compare.

But the problem was, it was his birthday, and he had brought so many friends out to have fun, only to be dragged downstairs to stand as punishment. How could he save face if word got out?

It would be utterly embarrassing.

Thinking this, he had no choice but to step forward and say to Jung Woo-sung, "Senior, I am willing to accept your punishment. Please let them go."

At this point, the only way was for him to step up and take the blame.

Otherwise, none of the people behind him would be spared.

Don't forget, the senior Jung Woo-sung in front of him was not only a great senior in the film industry but also the future son-in-law of Samsung.

Just by this identity alone, he was someone G-Dragon couldn't afford to provoke.

"I'll say it again: get downstairs!"

Jung Woo-sung couldn't be bothered to waste words with G-Dragon.

An idol singer, no matter how popular, had to consider who he was compared to.

If it were Yang Hyun-suk, Jung Woo-sung might have shown some respect.

But a G-Dragon?

To be honest, in front of Jung Woo-sung, he really didn't measure up.

Zhao Fusheng and the others were behind, watching Jung Woo-sung display his authority, but they made no move to stop him.

To him, this was Korean internal affairs and had nothing to do with him.

G-Dragon's face flushed bright red!

Just as he was about to speak, someone tugged at his clothes from behind.

"G-Dragon hyung, forget it."

The speaker was Lee Seung-ri, the youngest member of their group.

"But..."

G-Dragon turned around, about to speak.

Then he heard Lee Seung-ri lower his voice and say, "These people, we can't afford to provoke them."

G-Dragon was startled, and his expression immediately changed.

He knew that among the group, this younger brother was the most ambitious and often associated with chaebol heirs.

Rumor had it that he even introduced some female idols to those big shots.

But now, he was acting like this.

Could it be that there was something here he didn't know about?

Just then, a surprised voice rang out.

"Mr. Zhao?"

The next moment, everyone's gaze focused on the speaker.

Zhao Fusheng also saw that person.

Then he broke into a smile.

"Qianqian? What are you doing here?"

The one who had just spoken was none other than Fan Beibei's good friend, Miss Song Qian from Shandong Province, China.

Well, according to Fan Beibei, she should now be an idol singer.

Zhao Fusheng hadn't notified her of his trip to Korea this time.

He just hadn't expected to run into her here.

"Ah, G-Dragon sunbaenim is having a birthday, and we came to celebrate with him."

Song Qian was a bit surprised, but she was already used to Zhao Fusheng having a large entourage, so she didn't find it strange.

"I see."

Zhao Fusheng finally understood and nodded: "I have things to do, so I'll be going now."

Then he looked at Jung Woo-sung: "Brother Jung, let's forget about today. Do me a favor."

Jung Woo-sung was a bit surprised; he hadn't expected that among these idols, someone knew Zhao Fusheng.

But recalling that Song Qian had just spoken Chinese, he suddenly understood.

It seemed she was a fellow countryman from China.

Meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign land—Jung Woo-sung naturally understood this principle.

After all, even Koreans, when meeting someone from the same country abroad, would look out for each other.

Moreover, Zhao Fusheng clearly seemed very familiar with this female idol.

"Alright."

Jung Woo-sung nodded, waved his hand, and told the bodyguards behind him not to trouble the idols anymore.

The group went downstairs, preparing to leave.

The owner naturally came to the door to see them off.

When Zhao Fusheng reached the door, he casually said to the owner, "Today, all of G-Dragon and his group's expenses are on me."

"Ah?"

The owner was taken aback, then quickly nodded.

After Zhao Fusheng got into the car and the convoy set off, Jung Woo-sung said to the owner waiting there, "Brother, today those idols' expenses will be covered by me."

"Woo-sung, this..."

The owner was truly surprised.

Was Jung Woo-sung giving that person that much face?

"Do you know Hanxing Investment? He's the big boss of Hanxing Investment, the top boss!"

Seeing this, Jung Woo-sung explained to him and then got into the car.

After everyone had left, the bar owner stood there, completely dumbfounded.

"Boss, what's wrong?"

Someone nearby asked curiously.

Swallowing, the owner turned to his subordinate and asked, "Do you know Hanxing Investment?"

"Of course."

The subordinate chuckled: "I heard they've invested in many movies and TV dramas, and they also own shares in quite a few companies."

"Right, right, right. The Talk we use now is one of their investments."

"I also heard they have a good relationship with CJ."

Several people chattered away.

Clearly, Hanxing Investment's reputation had grown large in Korea.

The owner nodded and finally said, "That person just now was the boss of Hanxing."

"No way?"

The subordinate replied, "I've seen the news. The person in the newspaper isn't him. The representative director of Hanxing Investment used to be surnamed Liang, now it's Wu."

"Get lost!"

The owner was too lazy to scold further, kicked his subordinate away, and strode inside.

At the same time, he left a remark.

"Take good care of G-Dragon and his group later. Their expenses tonight are all on Jung Woo-sung's tab."