Chapter 92 Sudden

Chapter 92 Sudden

Chapter 92 Sudden
In the tea room, Zhao Chenghao finally poured the first cup of tea, but neither Zhao Jingsheng nor An Rushong had the intention to touch it. Instead, they each lit a cigarette.

"Are you really so optimistic about this NGN software?" After listening to An Rusong's statement, Zhao Jingsheng was silent for a long time and said, "During this period, I have also done some basic understanding of the IM software you mentioned."

Oops, this guy also knows "IM", it seems that what he said about learning some things is true.

"Most of the people I consulted were not optimistic about this project," Zhao Jingsheng continued. "They believed that NGN's functions basically overlapped with those of MSN and ICQ. Even if NGN launched a bilingual version mainly for South Korea and Japan and completely occupied the markets in these two countries, its user base was too small and its development space was limited."

An Rusong didn't say anything, he just listened quietly. In fact, what Zhao Jingsheng said was right. At present, the development prospects of NGN are indeed very limited, because it currently only targets the markets of South Korea and Japan, and how many people are there in these two countries combined?

The most important thing is that although MSN and ICQ, these world-class instant messaging software, do not support Japanese and Korean yet, they can solve this problem by releasing a language pack. If NGN has invested a lot of publicity and is on the rise, and these world-class instant messaging software suddenly start to support Japanese and Korean, it will be a fatal blow to NGN.

In other words, the future fate of NGN, to a certain extent, is actually in the hands of competitors, so the prospects of NGN are naturally even less optimistic.

"Compared to NGN, I think game plug-ins have a better future," Zhao Jingsheng continued. "The effect of the Dihuo plug-in version 2.0 is very good. The number of users is growing very fast. We can see that there are more than just Dungeon Fighter games on the market. Why don't we invest more in this area?"

"Brother Jingsheng, game plug-ins can naturally bring profits, and even in a certain period of time, its profits will be very high," An Rusong thought for a while and said, "But I still want to emphasize that point. Although there is no definition of whether plug-ins are legal in the relevant laws and regulations, you have to understand that relevant legislation is only a matter of time. Therefore, although the plug-in business is not illegal now, it cannot be said to be legal. At best, it is a gray industry."

He paused, and was about to continue speaking when Zhao Chenghao, who was sitting opposite him, interrupted and said, "Who cares if it's a gray industry or a white industry? As long as you can make money, isn't it a good industry?"

An Rusong pursed his lips and wanted to say something, but Zhao Jingsheng said first: "Okay, Rusong, I understand what you mean."

"Since you are optimistic about the development of NGN and I am optimistic about you, let's do it according to your idea," he said.

Originally, An Rusong thought that the other party would reject his proposal, but Zhao Jingsheng changed his tone and said, "You can make a detailed promotion plan, give me a detailed list of how much money you need to invest, and then..."

He had just said this when he heard the faint sound of sirens coming from outside.

At first, the three thought they had heard wrongly. Zhao Jingsheng stopped talking, frowned, and looked towards the door, as if he was listening carefully.

The sirens came very quickly, from far away to near. After more than ten seconds, they could be heard very clearly. Just by listening to the noisy sound, you could tell that the police were coming in more than one car.

Zhao Jingsheng and Zhao Chenghao both have clean backgrounds, so they are quite sensitive to the sound of sirens.

Hearing the noisy sirens getting closer, Zhao Chenghao stood up first and walked quickly towards the door.

Almost at the same time when he walked to the door, a young man ran in from the yard. The young man rushed to Zhao Chenghao's side and whispered something in his ear.

Zhao Chenghao nodded, waved his hand to send the young man away, then turned around and said to Zhao Jingsheng in the tea room: "Brother, it should be coming towards us, do you want to hide?"

Zhao Jingsheng did not speak. He was silent for a few seconds before he said, "If there is something wrong, you can't avoid it. If there is nothing wrong, you don't need to avoid it."

He paused, then continued, "You go out first, I have something to say to Rusong."

Zhao Chenghao said nothing and turned and walked into the yard.

"What's going on, Brother Jingsheng?" An Rushong asked hurriedly after Zhao Chenghao left.

Zhao Jingsheng did not answer directly. He reached out to take the crutch that he had placed aside.

An Rushong hurriedly stood up, rushed over to take the crutches, and helped the other person to stand up.

"Come with me," Zhao Jingsheng said as he put his crutches on the table and walked towards Jin's room in the tea room. "Don't worry. This matter has nothing to do with you."

An Rusong asked: "Why is that?"

Zhao Jingsheng walked through Neijin's door. Inside the door was a short corridor. He walked to the door of the first room on the right side of the corridor with his crutches. He stretched out his hand and pushed the door open while saying, "Things are complicated. I can't explain them to you in just a few words."

"Is it related to the Damushan Group?" An Rusong asked, recalling some of the information previously revealed by the Hanmei Research Institute. Zhao Jingsheng paused, but soon sped up again.

The room inside the door was not big, and looked like a study. He walked straight to the wall facing the door and took down a painting hanging on the wall.

There was a safe behind the painting. Zhao Jingsheng entered the password, opened the safe, and took out a bunch of keys from it.

"Remember, Tongjak District, Chengxiandong No. 31," he turned around and handed the key to An Rusong, and reminded him, "There is a basement under the carpet in the master bedroom. All the keys are here."

After a pause, he added, "The CDs you and Cheng Hao got are all stored there. In addition, there are also transaction records between us, Uncle Taian, and Councillor Kong over the years. You must keep them safe."

An Rushong wanted to say this when he heard noisy footsteps outside.

Zhao Jingsheng reached out and grabbed his shoulders, squeezed hard, and then without saying anything, he walked out of the door on his crutches.

An Rushong originally wanted to go out with him, but was stopped by him. What he meant was that he didn't want An Rushong to appear in front of the police with him.

Zhao Jingsheng left the study and closed the door, leaving An Rushong alone inside.

At this moment, An Rushong did not feel any panic in his heart. He walked to the desk in the study, sat on the chair, took out a cigarette and lit it.

Outside the study, voices were heard coming in again. However, due to the sound-collecting effect of the corridor outside, the voice of the conversation changed and sounded like a buzzing sound. It was impossible to make out clearly what was being said.

The conversation lasted less than two minutes. As the noisy footsteps sounded again, the whole room gradually became quiet.

An Rushong was not in a hurry to leave. He finished smoking a whole cigarette, put out the butt in the ashtray on the table, then stood up and walked towards the door.

After passing through the short corridor outside the study and returning to the tea room, two young men were huddled together talking with confused expressions. When they saw An Rushong coming out from Nei Jin, they hurriedly bowed to him.

"Clean up this place," An Rusong said calmly, "Don't worry about Brother Jingsheng and the others. If nothing unexpected happens, they will be back in the next two days."

To be honest, An Rushong didn't know when the Zhao Jingsheng brothers would be able to come out. He didn't even know why the police took them away. However, the organizational structure of the Nanbu Dong faction was simple, and the brothers were the core. Their being taken away by the police would inevitably have an impact on the entire Nanbu Dong faction. Therefore, An Rushong said this to temporarily stabilize people's hearts.

Sure enough, after listening to his words, the two young men calmed down a lot. They began to clean up the tea room according to An Rushong's instructions.

An Rusong walked out of the teahouse and called the young man who had been following Zhao Chenghao over and asked him a few simple questions. From them, he learned that the person who had brought the police to arrest people was a prosecutor named Jin Haoyan. The reason he took the Zhao Jingsheng brothers away was that the brothers were suspected of multiple crimes such as intentional injury, coercion, and bribery.

Now, An Rushong has very limited information in his hands, and he is basically in the dark. Even if he wants to help, he doesn't know where to start.

After sending the young man away, An Rushong sat on the corridor in front of the main house and lit a cigarette for himself. He had to carefully consider his future path.

To be honest, An Rushong could ignore this matter, and judging from Zhao Jingsheng's expression, he didn't expect him to do anything. The reason why the other party gave him the key to No. 31, Chengxiandong, Tongque District was not because he wanted him to do anything with the things stored there, but because he hoped that he could keep those things well and not leak them out.

Although it is still unknown why the police arrested the two brothers, according to South Korea's criminal law, they will at most be sentenced to jail. But if the things stored at No. 31 Sunghyeon-dong are leaked, the situation they will face will not be as simple as jail time. They will lose their lives.

In addition, An Rusong should not be involved in this matter. First of all, he did not know the inside story and had no idea what was going on. Secondly, no matter what he did, he would show his relationship with the Zhao Jingsheng brothers and his close relationship with the gangsters. Moreover, exposing this relationship was not a good thing.

An Rushong even wanted to convince himself not to interfere in this matter. From the perspective of interests, if the two Zhao brothers were sentenced to prison, he could easily control NGN alone.

But no matter if it was should, could, or any other excuse, An Rusong could hardly convince himself. No matter how he met the Zhao brothers in the beginning, during this period of time, both he and the Zhao brothers really regarded each other as friends.

Sometimes the relationship between friends cannot be summarized by words like "should" or "can".

(End of this chapter)