Kang Chan and Kim Hyung-Jung each smoked a cigarette after the latter made coffee.

“For the sake of our country, please help us.”

When Kang Chan smirked, Kim Hyung-Jung nodded.

“In return, we won’t punish this hospital for the act of giving illegal medical treatment, and we’ll give you the televising rights to the drama that you’re producing right now. We’ll also give you immunity from criminal liability within the country, no matter what you do.”

Kim Hyung-Jung spewed out word after word, seemingly having memorized them.

“We’ll also give you the opportunity to receive special admission to a University in Seoul. Lastly, The National Intelligence Service will allocate a fund of ten billion won per year to you.”

Kim Hyung-Jung twisted his head to avoid exhaling smoke toward those in the room, then took out an envelope from his chest pocket and handed it to Kang Chan.

Kang Chan took the envelope for now since Kim Hyung-Jung was also holding a coffee cup.

“You can use the card that’s inside the envelope. It’s under the Sam Jeong Group and has no limit, so feel free to use it as much as you want. And if you need money, then you can just withdraw cash from an ATM or call the credit card company to remit money to an appointed...