Itaewon, KJ Bar.
Jin Zhixiu stared blankly as Jiang Dongyuan respectfully disappeared at the entrance of the private room.
Jin Zhixiu didn't pay much attention to what Zhou Wang and Jiang Dongyuan said afterward; she only remembered that Jiang Dongyuan's attitude took a complete 180-degree turn after making that phone call.
It wasn't just simple respect anymore; there was even a sense of being extremely cautious and apprehensive.
Of course, Jin Zhixiu knew who backed Jiang Dongyuan, but... how did Zhou Wang manage this?
People who haven't experienced the unique social ecosystem of Korea can't comprehend how unassailable a force like Nine Stars Group is to ordinary people.
Jin Zhixiu remembered when she was a child, her parents ran a small billiard hall on Old Street, and every week her mother would sigh and hand over a third of their income to the gang that came to collect.
And that gang, which occupied several streets, was just a small gang with only a few dozen members.
