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Chapter 20 Signing the contract

"Brother! Don't rush to sign..." Kwang Soo quickly interrupted K who wanted to sign his name on the contract, pointed to the door hard, and said anxiously: "I'll open the door first! Think about it, think about it again..." After saying that, Kwang Soo walked towards the door that was knocked. I wonder if it was to leave K for a long enough time to think, but his steps were much slower than usual...

"Are you really sure you want to sign?" Looking at K who was sitting there motionless, Han Zhenzai took a breath and asked, "Don't think about it anymore? You must see all the above conditions clearly..."

"Why? Shouldn't you be the one who wants me to sign this contract the most?" K looked up at Han Zhenzai with a faint smile on his face, "To be honest, I know my situation. If it were someone else, I probably wouldn't even dare to sign this contract for me... At least I would give me the right to choose in terms of music, right? Instead of going to those big companies to be behind the scenes, it would be better to suffer some money from you... Anyway, I have been here like this for the years, so what can I do?"

Listening to K's words, Han Zhenzai's eyes flashed. Is this really the result he wants? What can end K's stage life in his own hands bring to himself...

"Hey... you can't go in..." While the two of them were silent, Kwang Soo's eager shout came from the door. K turned his head in confusion. When he saw the person rushing into the living room, he subconsciously stood up immediately, put his hands behind him, and his white fists made Han Zhenzai, who was sitting behind him, looked a little disappointed...

"It seems that I'm not late yet?" The visitor first looked at the few people in the living room, then looked at the contract that was spread out on the table and waiting for signing. He chuckled and said, "It's good to catch up. Sir, do you think you should avoid it first? I'll ask K for something to say..."

"Don't listen to him..." He turned around and said to Han Zhenzai who asked him with a puzzled look. K turned around and said coldly to the visitor: "What do you have to say to me? Why do you have the face to stand in front of me! Get out of here immediately..."

"Hey, what you said... This broken house was not left by my old man back then?" The visitor stroked his hair and became bald in Mediterranean style. He sat casually on the table between K and Han Zhenzai, picked up the contract and looked around as if no one else was there.

"Cough..." Han Zhenzai coughed slightly, frowned and looked at the middle-aged man about 40 years old, "I haven't asked for advice yet..."

"Oh, I am Choi Wanfu! I am the president of South Korea Galaxy Investment Company!" Mediterranean, who calls himself Choi Wanfu, looked at Han Zhenzai with a squint eyes and said with a smile: "Although I don't know which company you sent, K may not be able to sign this contract today, so please go back..."

"Brother... who is this person?" Kwang Soo was frightened by the other party's arrogant behavior. While observing the other party vigilantly, she asked K carefully. Han Zhenzai, who was sitting opposite, also looked at K who was standing there without saying anything, trying to figure out what this guy was.

"Galaxy Investment Company? Do you gangsters like to give this style of name?" K sneered and said to Choi Wanfu: "The career that the old man has worked hard to build has been ruined by you, the bastard, and has become a mess of small loans in the slums! What do you want to do now? Have you spent all the money you made by selling me and this company?"

"Hey, you can't say that. You don't know that the prices in Seoul are getting higher and higher. After all, I'm also the father of three children. I have to let me support my family, right? Could it be that you want to see my wife go hungry?" Choi Wanfu mentioned his wife, a strange smile suddenly appeared on his face, and K, who was standing there, looked at the former and said loudly: "You are so embarrassed to mention Xianmei? You are spending money outside, and when did you take a penny to go home? If I hadn't sent living expenses to Xianmei every month, your wife and three children would have starved to death!"

Listening to K's words, Choi Wanfu's face finally turned cold. He threw Han Zhenzai's contract aside. He took out a stack of documents from his arms and threw them to K, "Stop talking about those useless things, this is a contract. Just check it out and sign it soon!"

"Ah...what is this?" Han Zhenzai turned his head and looked at Kwang Soo who was standing beside him at some point, and asked in a low voice: "Who is this guy who looks like a gangster?"

"I'm not very clear, but what he said to K just now should be the son of the president who formed the Music Sons group... But it seems that their relationship is very bad?" Looking at Kwang Soo with a puzzled look, Han Zhenzai couldn't help rolling his eyes, "Nonsense... I also see that they have a bad relationship! Can you tell some useful news? By the way, K said that he had been giving him a living expenses... Xianmei? Who is Xianmei?"

"I just know that my brother will send out a sum of money every month, but I don't know who the other party is, it looks beautiful... But... you haven't signed a contract with K yet, so I'm asking so many questions of personal nature..."

Looking at Kwang Soo's serious look, Han Zhenzai was choked and didn't recover for a while. Is this child really stupid? Is it interesting to think about these things at this time?

"How is it? Do you still need to consider it?" Cui Wanfu looked at K and said with a smile: "You were right before. I shouldn't sell the company established by the old man, so this time I'm going to open another one! The name is Galaxy Entertainment! How about it? You promised the old man to take care of me back then! Let's get the contract soon! In the next ten years, we will make a fortune together..."

K held the contract tightly in his hand, and the fire seemed to be coming out of his eyes. After a while, he slowly let out a breath and sneered at Choi Wanfu, "Congratulations, I finally offset the last bit of burden in my heart..."

He threw the contract in his hand on the other party's face, and he said coldly: "The old man begged me to let you go on the hospital bed, and even wanted to kneel down to me... If it weren't for his sake, you would have been in prison for ten years! The old man is so cruel. In order to protect you, he used the Music Son he built himself as the price and forced me to apply for military service... He was afraid that two years of silence would not be enough, so he signed the contract for the next eight years before I joined the army! The old man exchanged all his efforts for the Music Son to get your safety, but now... I no longer owe him the kindness!"

"What about Xianmei?" Cui Wanfu shouted in panic: "Even if you don't think about Xianmei for the sake of the old man, you should consider Xianmei? Haven't you always regarded her affairs as your own? Didn't you say that Zhang Xiandao's sister is your own sister?!"

The last sentence was like a bolt from the blue, and suddenly shocked Han Zhenzai and Kwang Soo who were standing on the spot. They never thought that Zhang Xiandao, who had passed away, had a sister, and this sister actually married such a poor man...

"You bastard!" K finally couldn't bear it and pulled Choi Wanfu's collar, his red eyes full of anger. "You're so embarrassed to mention Xian's words to me? If it weren't for you, how could he die! If it weren't for you, how could we become like this now! Why did Xianwu and Junshang hate me? It's because I don't want to tell them anything! You should be glad that you can still live until now! Go back to Xianmei now, don't let me hear anything you're sorry for her! Otherwise, even if I try to let her know the truth, I will send you to prison!"

"Oh! Jin Xunnon, wait for me, do you think I will just let it go? I'll come back to find you!" Choi Wanfu picked up the contract that was thrown on the ground by the other party in a mess, scolded K unwillingly and wanted to leave.

"Hey, wait a moment..." Han Zhenzai, who had not spoken, finally spoke. He walked towards Choi Wanfu, who was called out, and looked at the other party's eyes and said with a smile: "I already know who you are, but you don't know who I am yet? Let me introduce myself. My name is Han Zhenzai, and I am Han Zhenzai of Yonghan Group... But you don't need to know that much. There is only one thing you need to know - I am a very rich person. My money can make you live a comfortable life, and it can make others die ugly... Do you understand?"

Perhaps he had never seen someone who could smile so easily when threatening others, or perhaps it was Han Zhenzai from Yonghan Group's words that made him think of something. Choi Wanfu didn't say a word of nonsense, but just hurriedly left the company that once belonged to his father...

Han Zhenzai and Kwang Soo both breathed a sigh of relief. The amount of information contained in this short period of time was too huge, so big that they both felt dizzy. When they thought of the central figure of this matter, they looked at K at the same time...

"Now we can continue..." K smiled at Han Zhenzai, sat back on the sofa with a tired look on his face. Reality let out a heavy sigh before picking up the pen on the table and looking at Han Zhenzai who was holding the contract in his hand.

"Is this the story you have never been willing to tell everyone?" Han Zhenzai did not rush to hand the contract to the other party, but looked at K's eyes seriously, "Even if he was blamed by his companions, even if he was betrayed by his fans? Is it because of this because of the misunderstanding and scolding that a person has endured for ten years?"

"I said...I don't want to mention the past anymore..." K said with a wry smile: "I just want to sing my own songs now and find my own things..."

"Why don't you sue him? The case has not expired, right?" Han Zhenzai continued to ask: "Is it because of the old man's kindness?"

"It's because of Xianmei..." K said slowly: "Xiandao is dead. His mother also passed away a few years ago. I can't force Xianmei to the dead end anymore. She is already the mother of three children..."
Chapter completed!
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