Reborn as a prince, achieve the pinnacle of power

The night is deep.

In the presidential suite on the top floor of Capital Hotel, the luxurious decoration appears more noble and peaceful under the soft lighting.

However, the atmosphere here at the moment is in sharp contrast to the surrounding environment. In front of the huge French window, Young Master Chu stood quietly, looking at the brightly lit night view of the capital in the distance. His figure cast a long silhouette on the glass, appearing both lonely and determined.

"Ding Dong".

The doorbell rang, breaking the silence in the room. Young Master Chu nodded slightly and motioned Wu Qingzhu to open the door.

"Boss Chu, Commander Jin and Chairman Mu are here."

As Wu Qingzhu's voice sounded, Young Master Chu turned around and saw two men with slightly pale faces.

It was Mu Zairong, the chairman of the Two Star Group, and Jin Zejun, the leader of South Korea, who escaped from the mutiny in time.

Young Master Chu's eyes swept across the two people who were still a little frightened, and a ripple of emotion arose in his heart. He took a few steps forward and took the initiative to extend his hand in a welcoming gesture.

"You two are frightened."

Young Master Chu shook hands with Jin Zejun and Mu Zairong respectively, his voice gentle.

"General Chu, please ask Daxia to send troops immediately to quell this mutiny and save my innocent family."

Mu Zairong's voice trembled, with a gleam of help in his eyes. He held Young Master Chu's hand tightly, as if he had grasped the only life-saving straw.

This once powerful business tycoon, the invisible emperor of South Korea, now seemed particularly vulnerable. His world turned upside down overnight, and the safety of his family and property became his biggest concern.

Young Master Chu nodded slightly, turned his gaze to Jin Zejun who was standing beside him, stared into his eyes and expression, and pretended to be concerned and asked, "Commander Jin, how are you?"

"Thank you General Chu for your concern. I am fine. My family also came to Daxia with me."

Jin Zejun's neither humble nor arrogant answer made Young Master Chu's pupils shrink slightly. He nodded slowly, and then gave a meaningful smile: "That's good, both of you please take a seat. Since you are here in Daxia, you are our guests. I will be responsible for your safety."

After saying that, Young Master Chu turned to the meeting room nearby and motioned for the two to follow him.

In the meeting room, Young Master Chu pulled out a chair and sat in the first seat. He glanced at the two people opposite him calmly, his expression calm:

“Regarding this mutiny in the capital city, our Great Xia will definitely not sit idly by.

However, the intelligence we have obtained is limited, and some relevant details are still unclear... Therefore, the next move of the Daxia military needs to be considered carefully."

"General Chu, this mutiny was a completely premeditated conspiracy."

A hint of coldness flashed in Mu Zairong's eyes, and his impatient voice trembled slightly with excitement:

"Lee Byung-chan took advantage of the First Division's defense of the capital, and while the North Korean army was attacking the Han River, he sneaked back to the military camp in the capital, inciting the soldiers to "eradicate the chaebols and reform the government" to deceive the people..."

"This bastard!"

Mu Zairong seemed to be engulfed by anger, gritting his teeth and saying, "He incited everyone to oppose law-abiding merchants like us... As soon as the army entered the city, they surrounded the residences of merchants like us and detained everyone..."

Mu Zairong's accusation made Young Master Chu frown with dissatisfaction. He tilted his head and asked, "Commander Jin, what do you think of the current chaotic situation in the capital?"

Jin Zejun turned his eyes slightly to the side and nodded imperceptibly in the direction of Mu Zairong.

Young Master Chu was so smart that he instantly caught the change in Jin Zejun's eyes and understood the meaning. He raised his eyebrows calmly and nodded to show his understanding.

Then, he turned to Mu Zairong and said with a gentle smile, "President Mu, don't worry, I will handle everything you said properly and will definitely not let the Two Star Group suffer unnecessary losses."

Afterwards, Young Master Chu instructed Wu Qingzhu who was standing beside him, "Qingzhu, arrange for someone to take President Mu to rest."

"Yes."

Wu Qingzhu responded, then stepped forward and politely said to Mu Zairong, "Chairman Mu, please come this way. President Chu has prepared a comfortable guest room for you. You can have a good rest. If you need anything, just let me know."

Mu Zairong glanced at Young Master Chu in confusion, then nodded, with a hint of fatigue in his eyes, and followed Wu Qingzhu out of the meeting room.

After Mu Zairong's figure disappeared outside the door, Young Master Chu's gaze once again focused on Jin Zejun.

He leaned forward slightly, his eyes becoming serious. "Commander Jin, can we talk now? I want to hear your opinion on the current situation on the Korean Peninsula."

"General Chu, a frank person should not speak in a roundabout way."

Jin Zejun pursed his lips, his black eyes flickered, staring at Young Master Chu's somewhat hypocritical handsome face, and said meaningfully: "Based on my understanding of Li Bingcan, he must have sent goodwill to Daxia.

General Chu asked me this, I think he wants to wait for a good price."

"Haha."

Young Master Chu was startled for a moment, then he smiled brightly:

"Commander Jin is indeed perceptive, that's true. We did receive information from Li Bingcan, expressing some willingness to cooperate.

But before making any decision, I prefer to listen to your opinion. After all, you are the legitimate representative of South Korea. I really want to know how you view the "goodwill" sent by Daxia. "

Young Master Chu's words did not cause any fluctuation in Jin Zejun's expression, but a hint of contemplation flashed in his eyes.

"The temptation of power drives people crazy. Even saints would be addicted to the pleasure of being able to decide the rise and fall of a country with a single word."

After a long while, Jin Zejun slowly spoke, his voice full of emotion and helplessness: "I am just an ordinary person, how can I be willing to give up the power in my hands?"

"So what?" Young Master Chu raised his eyebrows, pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing a half-smile, and asked.

"So..." Jin Zejun closed his eyes and took a deep breath, as if recalling the power he once had and the feeling of being able to control the joys and sorrows of millions of people. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, outlining a hint of a sneer.

"Now that I have tasted the pleasure of power," he whispered, each word seemed to be squeezed out from the bottom of his heart, with endless greed and obsession, "how could I easily let it slip away from my hands?"

Suddenly, Jin Zejun opened his eyes abruptly, with flames burning in his eyes. His expression became ferocious and distorted, his hands clenched into fists, and his voice became excited: "So, as long as Daxia can help me regain the throne of the South Korean leader, I will agree to any conditions!"

As soon as Jin Zejun finished speaking, the room seemed to be still for a moment.

Young Master Chu's eyes suddenly lit up, like the brightest stars in the night sky, and the corners of his mouth curved up...