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Back at the entrance of the hotel, Ji Feng looked at the driver before getting off the bus and said, "You are a qualified driver, are you?"

The middle-aged uncle in his forties nodded slightly with a normal expression: "Of course, keeping confidentiality for customers is the most basic quality. Does Mr. Ji have any instructions?"

Ji Feng smiled and said, "Very good. Take me to Xiaoxian's company tomorrow morning. I want to meet their people."

The uncle agreed, "Okay, Mr. Ji, I will wait for you downstairs on time at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning. I wish you a good night's sleep."

Ji Feng saw that the doorman outside was about to walk to the front of the car, and raised his hands and put the green Franklin on the armrest box in front and smiled and said, "I am very satisfied with your service, I wish you a good sleep."

The driver's eyes shrank suddenly, and he was secretly shocked by Ji Feng's generous move. He hurriedly thanked him and sent his blessings again. After seeing Ji Feng get off the car, he put away the money and drove into the parking lot.

The next morning, after feeding two little guys, he came out of the Shenlong Space and sent a text message to Xu Xian, telling her that she would go to her company this morning.

After washing the brush, Ji Feng picked up his phone and was about to go downstairs. He saw Xu Xian's reply: I would like to thank you for your members' sisters, please pay attention to safety. The company's security guard is very powerful. Finally, he had a big smirk.

Ji Feng smiled. Can the security guards still be as powerful as themselves? Damn, it would be fine if they didn’t do it. If they do it, they will be unforgettable for their lifetime.

It was still the driver of yesterday. He stood in front of the car and was waiting for Ji Feng early. He could almost use Da Ben as a mirror when he wiped it.

Seeing Ji Feng come out, he quickly opened the door for Ji Feng. After Ji Feng sat down, he closed the door and trotted to the cab. After a while, the car slowly drove away from the hotel.

Today, there are still the only two of them. I am going to make trouble. I almost knew that the other party could not agree with it with my butt. So Ji Feng decided to come to the door alone and bring an interpreter directly after all, it is not convenient. I believe that those guys are as good in English as I do, and basic communication is still fine.

"Mr. Ji, I have made an appointment with S.M CEO Kim Young-min and artist director Lee Soo-man. The whole company is basically the two of them. I'm sorry, I said you want to ask them to negotiate a major endorsement contract." The driver introduced to Ji Feng while driving.

Ji Feng smiled indifferently: "It doesn't matter, as long as they are willing to show up, it doesn't matter what excuses."

Mercedes-Benz slowly stopped in front of S.M company's door. Ji Feng had an extra suitcase in his hand, got out of the car, and headed straight to the front desk of the company.

Lee Soon-kyuk, who was leaning against the window to watch something while practicing dancing upstairs, suddenly shouted: "Look, is that Mr. Ji Feng?"

Several people hurried to the window and saw Mercedes-Benz parked downstairs, and Ji Feng, who had just left the car and entered the company with a box in his hand.

Kwon Yuri said in surprise: "This is the first time I saw him carrying something. Didn't he just sit empty-handed before? Did he come to see you? Tell me if you have any secrets from us?"

Xu Xian said with a flashing look: "No, he just said he would come to the company to find the president this morning, and I don't know what happened."

The few people obviously didn't believe Xu Xian's words, and they immediately started to question them with a laugh. Xika said, "We'll know if we go out and take a look."

Hearing her words, the few people began to run outside the training room with a hulla. Xu Xian shook his head helplessly and had to follow him.

"Hello, President Jin and I made an appointment. I am JACK. Where can I see him?" Looking at the little girl at the front desk, Ji Feng smiled and said in English.

"Hello Mr. JACK, the president has given the order, please come with me." One of the two said quickly, bowed to Ji Feng and led Ji Feng towards the elevator.

He took the elevator to the first floor of the president upstairs, and stopped on the first floor in the middle. Seeing several young members outside the elevator pretending to meet him by chance, greeting him with a smile. Ji Feng smiled and said, "Hello beauties, let's see you later. I'll go see President Jin first."

Today, Ji Feng was wearing an orthodox suit and completely transformed into a social elite. Xu Xian, who saw Ji Feng in such a dress for the first time, couldn't help but lit up his eyes. Ji Feng, who looked so handsome in a suit, is completely different from those Korean creamy boys.

In Korea, even in the hottest summers, office workers wear orthodox suits almost all year round. They are not elites without suits and tied with ties. Ji Feng sneered at this. He could make people feel so dull in summer, and he had to wear them so formally, aren’t tired?

After saying hello to several people, the elevator continued to move up, and after a moment, it stopped again. A secretary wearing light makeup and a professional dress was waiting outside the elevator. When he saw Ji Feng, he immediately bowed and said, "Welcome to S.M. Please follow me."

Ji Feng followed the secretary to a conference room. The secretary poured coffee for him and said, please wait and leave.

Ji Feng glanced at his watch and saw that it was still ten minutes away from the agreed time, so he was not in a hurry. Koreans were not good enough, and it was basically satisfactory to abide by the time, especially when he heard that he came to find a customer who was endorsing him like this, even though he was fake.

Sure enough, five minutes later, a middle-aged man in his forties and a man in his fifties with glasses walked in. He followed the secretary just now and two other young men in his thirties who didn't know what to do.

Ji Feng stood up, shook hands with the two of them with a smile, and then he politely said. After sitting down, he heard Kim Young-min say, "Mr. JACK, I don't know what your company is doing. What artists are you mainly looking for to endorse and where is the placement area?"

Ji Feng was too lazy to go around with him. After all, he came to let them cut their losses, so they couldn't agree easily. Fortunately, he was prepared. Last night, he just asked Patner to introduce himself to a local private detective agency and got the information he needed in just three hours.

With two bangs, he opened the buckle of the suitcase, took out two file bags from it, threw them directly in front of them, and said, "Please check it out."

The two of them opened the file bag curiously, took out the information inside and took a look. Li Xiuman immediately stood up with a dark face, with a fierce look in his cold eyes, staring at Ji Feng and said coldly: "What do you mean? Do you know where this is? This is the Republic of Korea, not a place where you Swiss can sway. I even doubt whether you are Swiss."

Kim Young-min's face was also not very good-looking, and her eyes were filled with anger and a hint of fear.

I'm afraid anyone who sees the current address, photos or contact number of all their family members will know that the people who took out these information have no good intentions. Not to mention that the two files also record all their illegal records in recent years, and even many records are a little unremembered, but they remember them clearly in the files. Finally, it is about the dark means of illegal competition in S.M, and there is direct evidence of their collusion with the underworld. How can this not make them afraid?

Facing the two furious beasts, Ji Feng still said with a smile: "It's just a small thing. If you agree, you will never reveal these files from me. Of course, if you think they should appear on President Park Jin-hye's desk, I can bring them to her tomorrow. Or you hope to appear in the hands of mercenaries as you wish."

Ji Feng's words immediately surprised the two of them, and they were also a little shocked by Ji Feng's identity and vicious means.

After Kim Young-min waved his hand and asked the remaining three to go out, he closed the door of the conference room and then frowned and said, "Who are you? Tell me, what's your purpose."

Since Ji Feng dared to come alone, he must be not afraid of detaining him. Even if he used his own power, the other party would have a way to escape unscathed. But in that case, the matter would be completely unable to ease, unless he paid a greater price, so it would be better to listen to the other party's conditions first.

Ji Feng gently turned the coffee cup and smiled, "It's not difficult for you, I want a contract from Shaoshi."

Li Xiuman roared again: "Impossible, do you know what Shao Shi means to us S.M? We can't transfer them out." Hearing Ji Feng's words, Li Xiuman almost got mad. How much did it cost to cultivate this combination? Although he had already made a profit, it was a money tree. Who in the world would give his money tree to others?

However, Kim Young-min's brows frowned deeper, thinking about the relationship between Ji Feng and Shao Shi and a few people. Did anyone find Shao Shi and find him, or was it really just that people outside took advantage of Shao Shi's ability to make money and wanted to poach them with such means. Thinking of the reports from his subordinates in recent times, it seemed that Seo Hyun was a little closer to a foreigner. Could it be the guy in front of him?

Ji Feng laughed and said, "Director Li, please figure out one thing. I am not discussing with you. And when did I say I would poach Shao Shi? They are still your artists, but I have some small opinions on their contracts. Of course, you can not modify them, but as I said, you should think about the consequences yourself."

Hearing that he was just dissatisfied with Shao Shi's contract, Kim Young-min's hanging heart was slightly relieved. As long as it was not completely poached, it was at least proved that it was not a tragedy by the hostile company.

Lee Soo-man continued dissatisfiedly: "Mr. JACK, it's our business to sign a contract with an artist. You have no right to interfere, let alone you are not a person from our Republic of Korea. Their contracts have legal effect and are protected by law. It's useless even if you sue the procuratorate. It seems that you are not familiar with the laws of our Republic of Korea."
Chapter completed!