Chapter 2119: Chapter 2119: Lee Yongjin's Thoughts

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Lin Yi stopped in his tracks and glanced back at Lee Yongjin.

“Already made up your mind?”

“For something like this, there’s no need to drag it out.”

Suddenly, Lin Yi felt a newfound respect for Lee Yongjin.

This woman had more resolve than he had initially imagined.

Even among men, few could match her decisiveness.

“I’d like to know how you plan to handle this,” Lee Yongjin said, looking at Lin Yi.

“You don’t need to worry about that. I can guarantee it won’t affect you in any way. You can rest assured of that.”

“What do I need to do?”

Lin Yi shrugged. “Nothing at all.”

Lee Yongjin frowned. Having spent years in the business world, she knew better than to believe in free lunches. Lin Yi’s offer made her suspicious.

“If you weren’t Ji Qingyan’s boyfriend, I’d think you were playing me.”

Lin Yi smiled. “I know what you’re thinking, but just remember this—you won’t be dragged into anything. Given my status, I should have at least that much credibility, right?”

Lee Yongjin didn’t respond immediately but continued to study Lin Yi intently.

The man in front of her felt like an unfathomable vortex—staring too long only made her more disoriented.

“Aren’t you worried I’ll call someone over and make sure you don’t walk out of this restaurant?”

“First, you couldn’t stop me, even if you brought the military.

“Second, if I dared to act against Lee Yongchul, you wouldn’t stand a chance. Even if death were on the table, you’d be the one to die before me.”

As he spoke, Lin Yi pulled out his phone and opened a voice recording app, showing it to Lee Yongjin.

“I’ve recorded our conversation. If you have any other ideas, feel free to try—I’ll play along.”

Lee Yongjin’s expression didn’t change, but the tension in the room hung thick for several long seconds.

“Our deal is done. If there’s nothing else, President Lin, you can leave.”

Lin Yi smiled. “I hope when you take control of Samsung, our two families can have more collaborations.”

“I hope so too.”

Lin Yi turned and left the room. Lee Yongjin slumped into a chair, resting her head in one hand, looking exhausted. Even the roots of her hair were damp with sweat.

“A man like that… Ji Qingyan won’t be able to control him.”

…

After leaving the restaurant, Lin Yi first bought a laptop and then took a stroll through one of Soul’s local markets. He then hailed a taxi to Soul National University Hospital.

This was the best hospital in the country, and with Samsung’s backing, it made sense that Lee Yongchul would be treated here after his injury.

After getting out of the taxi, Lin Yi pulled his hat and mask lower and slipped into a nearby Starbucks. He found a quiet corner and began hacking into the hospital’s management system.

Lin Yi had assumed that it wouldn’t be too difficult to breach a hospital’s internal network. But to his surprise, their security was quite formidable.

It took him two full hours to find the information he was looking for.

Once he had everything, Lin Yi went to the restroom to disguise himself further. His new appearance made him look at least ten years older. Anyone who wasn’t intimately familiar with him would have a hard time recognizing who he was.

With everything prepared, Lin Yi left the Starbucks, entered the hospital, and disappeared from view.

…

By a little after 5 PM, various relatives of the Samsung family had arrived at the hospital in batches to visit the injured Lee Yongchul.

He was the future heir of the Samsung family, the one who would one day steer this monumental business empire.

Thus, his injury drew concern from both family members and company executives.

“Yongchul, how are you feeling now? I’ve contacted the best surgeons in Meiguo. They’ll be here soon, and I’m sure you’ll recover in no time,” said Lee Yongchul’s second uncle.

“Thank you, Uncle.” Lee Yongchul responded indifferently, his expression composed.

He resembled a crown prince speaking to his subjects.

At this point, Lee Yongchul was feeling much better, though still somewhat weak.

Lin Yi’s stab hadn’t damaged any vital organs, so the injury wasn’t too serious and had stabilized.

“Yongchul, I’ve already arranged for the best lawyer. That Huaxian man dared to do this to you—I won’t let him get away with it!” added his third uncle.

“Thank you, Uncle,” Lee Yongchul replied, his expression unchanged.

“Mr. Lee, the case has been officially filed, but it will be difficult to pursue.”

The middle-aged man who spoke was around forty years old.He was named Kim Jaean, and he was the head of Samsung’s legal department.

He didn’t sugarcoat the situation, even in the presence of Lee Yongchul’s uncles.

“I understand. Is it because it’s an international case?”

“Yes,” Kim Jaean replied.

“The person on the other side is quite powerful in Huaxia, and the Huaxian government is protecting him. It’ll be very hard to handle.”

“I expected as much. It’s going to be tough to handle this through regular legal channels, so we’ll deal with it privately.”

“What exactly do you mean?” Kim Jaean asked.

“I want that woman,” Lee Yongchul said.

“As for Lin Yi, I want you to capture him. I’ll deal with him personally!”

“Understood. I’ll make arrangements immediately.”

“Yongchul, this is just a minor matter. You don’t need to worry about it. Leave it to me. Give me three days, and I’ll have those two brought to you without giving them a chance!” his second uncle said confidently.

“No need. I’ll handle it myself.”

“Alright, alright, that’s fine,” his second uncle conceded.

“You’re more capable than I am anyway. If you handle it yourself, the outcome will be better.”

“Exactly! We can’t let this go easily. They must pay the price!”

While the relatives continued their conversation, Lee Yongjin stood quietly by the door, her expression blank.

It had been over four hours since her meeting with Lin Yi.

Yet there had been no signs of anything unusual so far. She was curious, and admittedly, a bit anxious.

What exactly was Lin Yi going to do to remove Lee Yongchul from his position as heir?

Even someone as composed and intelligent as Lee Yongjin found herself lost in thought, pondering this question.

Knock knock knock!

At that moment, there was a knock on the door, and a nurse dressed in a pink uniform entered the room.

The nurse was quite attractive, with a figure that seemed a bit too curvy for the slightly tight uniform she wore, adding a sense of allure.

This was the kind of treatment reserved for patients in the VIP wards, especially in a country controlled by powerful conglomerates.

“Young Master Lee, it’s time for your injection,” the nurse said softly.