Different circles, different worlds.
The entertainment circle in December was still surrounded by various ceremonies. Some were looking forward to it anxiously, some were disappointed, and some were ecstatic.
T-ara, who knew that he would not be able to win any good awards this year because of that incident, put himself in the position of a spectator. He leisurely attended all kinds of ceremonies and received all sorts of lousy awards. He was extremely calm and truly exemplified the saying, "One can be strong without desires."
People were eating peanuts, melon seeds, and popcorn, happily watching all kinds of ceremonies. Fans were jumping for their idols' awards, or excitedly scolding the organizing committee for being trashy and shady.
On the surface, it looked like a peaceful and developed country.
However, under the shadows, where people's eyes could not see, there was a tide of blood and killing.
A joint operation by the prosecutor's office, the police department, and the military to encircle and suppress Vietnamese drug lords was in full swing under the night sky.
The coastline was cordoned off, and there was even a faint bloody light on the sea.
Tang Jinyan and Lee Yoon-rim stood side by side on the top floor of Incheon Ocean Company, looking at the faint lights in the distance, as if they could hear the noise there.
The north wind whistled past, and Lee Yoon-rim shivered slightly and tightened the windbreaker on his body.
Suddenly, he felt warm. Tang Jinyan took off his jacket and put it on him. "Your body … I told you not to take medicine, but you didn't listen."
Lee Yoon-rim hid in his wide jacket, her face flushed, and looked at him with eyes as gentle as water. "Don't always think that your body is made of iron. Everyone will get sick, so you should be more careful."
"It's not cold now anyway."
Tang Jinyan leaned on the railing indifferently, looking into the distance for a while, and laughed. "These Vietnamese people, everyone knows that they are a cancer to society, but they always run amok. Only now do I know that it involves the wrangling between countries."
"The President's tough attitude this time is also to win praise after the announcement, and make the final decision in the final election."
"Well, there won't be any more surprises in the election, we just have to wait for the new year," Tang Jinyan said somewhat mockingly. "This country is too small, everything can be related to politics."
Lee Yoon-rim said indifferently, "Even if Aung San is on the stage, her constraints won't be any smaller than Lee Myung-bo's.
The power system in this country is very deformed. "
Tang Jinyan said, "It's good that he's deformed. If he's not deformed, how are we going to take advantage of the situation?
If we don't have many constraints, how can we show our value? "
Lee Yoon-rim asked knowingly, "What value do we have?"
Tang Jinyan knew that he was just playing the fool, but he still answered, "It's a good knife."
Before he could finish his sentence, his phone rang.
Lee Yoon-rim blinked in surprise. He found that Tang Jinyan's ringtone was not "Day by Day" or "Sex Love", but "Marriage".
Well, Park Soyeon's version.
Tang Jinyan picked up the phone, and Quan Zhengyang's exasperated roar could be heard from the other end. "You're behind the Vietnamese's bad luck, aren't you?"
Tang Jinyan was straightforward. "Yes, or else why would I bet with you …"
His words made Quan Zhengyang choke on his words.
In the past two days, the Vietnamese incident had been controversial among the higher-ups, so it wasn't a secret.
However, when it came to military matters, the rules still had to be kept secret. No one dared to easily bear the consequences of leaking the secret, so Quan Zhengyang's people only gave him a few hints. Quan Zhengyang didn't know the cause and effect, so of course he was confused. It was a waste of the people who gave him the hints.
It wasn't until tonight's operation that he realized that Tang Jinyan knew about this from the start!
But then again, even if he understood the other party's hint, it was useless. Drugs were not a channel that could be casually created at the last minute. Even if they started paving the way and building bridges now, they would be in a situation where they would be out of stock for at least half a month.
There were only two ways to temporarily ease the awkwardness. One was the Pusan boss, who had other channels, and the other was Tang Jinyan, who had a PY deal with the Japanese.
As one of the top gangs in Seoul, it was natural for them to be on opposing sides with Pusan. What was the point of asking the Pusan boss for help?
Quan Zhengyang was still clear on this point.
In other words, if he really agreed to the bet, he really had to ask Tang Jinyan for help …
"I'm in Incheon." Tang Jinyan was still straightforward. "How about coming over to meet me?"
Quan Zhengyang sighed. If he rushed to Incheon to meet him in the middle of the night, it would be like following Tang Jinyan's instructions. But he had to put down his pride for the time being. "Okay, I'll go now."
Lee Yoon-rim was laughing beside him. "I bet even Mao Zedong didn't expect you to be so good at taking advantage of loopholes. Are you a rat?"
Tang Jinyan grinned. "Rats can dig holes, but I can't."
Lee Yoon-rim rolled her eyes at him and blushed. "You can do it too, and you're very good at it."
Tang Jinyan was stunned for a moment. Then, he suddenly coughed violently.
*****
"Tell me, Tang Jiu, what are you planning to do?"
In the reception room, Quan Zhengyang sat there stiffly. He turned a blind eye to Lee Yoon-rim, who was making tea with her bare hands. He stared straight at Tang Jinyan. "If you think you can swallow the Pan-West with this breakthrough, you're too naive, aren't you?"
Tang Jinyan smiled and gestured for him to drink tea. Quan Zhengyang did not move.
Tang Jinyan sighed helplessly. "Didn't I say that the bet is just … for us to bury the hatchet and become solid allies?"
Quan Zhengyang seemed to have grasped something. He repeated, "Allies?"
"Yes, as allies, we can even provide a discount on the supply of goods.
By the way, there are all kinds of Japanese imitation blow-up dolls as gifts … "
Quan Zhengyang was too lazy to joke with him. He frowned and pondered for a while. "You mean, a real full-fledged alliance, not just the small cooperation we had before, and not just the matter of drugs?"
Tang Jinyan's smile slowly faded. He answered seriously, "Yes."
"This is a big deal, Tang Jinyan." Quan Zhengyang fell silent and did not say anything else.
Tang Jinyan just drank his tea quietly.
After a few minutes, Quan Zhengyang sighed. "I think I know what you're trying to do.
I can't do it. "
Tang Jinyan nodded and gestured for him to go ahead. "It's fine. It's enough that you're here tonight."
Quan Zhengyang narrowed his eyes. "Tang Jiu, why didn't I realize that you're so cunning? You're like Cao Cao."
"Er …" Tang Jinyan subconsciously glanced at Lee Yoon-rim. Lee Yoon-rim smiled sweetly.
Tang Jinyan spread his hands. "I'm really not Cao Cao. I don't have the Heavenly Sword. At most, I have the Dragon Saber."
Quan Zhengyang left angrily. The meeting ended in less than ten minutes.
However, Quan Zhengyang knew that these ten minutes were the result that Tang Jinyan wanted.
Quan Zhengyang, the leader of the Pan-Western Sect, had personally traveled tens of kilometers to meet with Tang Jinyan in the middle of the night. This news spread like wildfire. In just one night, it had spread to the shadows of Seoul's underworld.
The next morning, more than a dozen gangs of various sizes from Seoul gathered at Tang Jinyan's lair, as if they had made an appointment. Not a single one of them was left out.
"Everyone, please sit down."
Tang Jinyan smiled. "I think there's some misunderstanding. I haven't reached an agreement with Brother Quan."
The atmosphere in the meeting room was heavy. Everyone looked at each other for a while. They didn't quite believe it.
He said that there was no agreement. Who knew if the two biggest bosses had something to say in private. Anyway, no one believed that Quan Zhengyang was willing to let the drug industry stop, even if it was only for a short period of time.
Could it be that these two bosses wanted to monopolize the market?
How could that be …
"Ninth Masters, it's not important whether or not you have an agreement with Quan Zhengyang."
Finally, someone spoke up. "The problem now is that everyone is out of stock. As the representative of our industry, can the Ninth Masters give us some ideas?"
"As for the stock, I do have it."
Tang Jinyan smiled. "But I don't have as many as the Vietnamese. I can't supply them freely."
"How can the Ninth Masters supply them?"
"It's very simple … the New Village Gang can only sell the limited stock to our allies."
"Ally with the Ninth Masters?" Someone asked in surprise. "What are the conditions?"
"There's only one condition."
Tang Jinyan was very sincere. "What I need is a long-term alliance. I don't want to do this and leave.
Those who are willing to form an alliance will be Tang Jiu's brothers in the future. If they have other sources in the future, they will betray the alliance. That's the rule of the underworld. "
The meeting room fell silent again.
This Tang Jiu is revealing his true intentions … Once the alliance is formed, the New Village Gang will be one of the strongest forces. Furthermore, they currently control the lifeline of the drug supply. Wouldn't it be child's play for them to command the other forces?
As for the Pan-West?
Regardless of whether or not they had a private agreement, if all the forces in Seoul were to form an alliance, the Pan-West would have to join them sooner or later, right?
He indeed didn't unify the underworld. He didn't cross the bottom line.
What's so strange about forming an alliance?
It's fine no matter where you put it.
He just wants to be the leader of the alliance …
Those who had read China's Wuxia novels immediately thought of a name: Bloody Tang Leng Chan!