Shin Ryuji and Bang Chan

You, Shin Ryujin, were a famous lawyer, you never lost a case, ever. You had a lot of money, you could afford anything, you even had your own company, large and as famous as you, but you made an enemy…
Bang Chan, the one who burst into your office, throwing the contract on your desk, wanted to buy out the company. He was a well-known businessman, powerful, attractive, and an elegant gentleman, but when it came to buying out, he changed: stern, rude, and downright unceremonious, but… with Ryujin, he was a little more careful…
Chan: Hello Shin, 5 billion won and my company, okay?
He was dressed in a business suit, his hair was styled, and a slight smile played on his face.
Ryu: Never, get lost or I'll kill you.
her hand was reaching for the drawer in the desk where the gun was, her secretary, Han Jisung, noticed this and quickly intervened
Han: Ms. Shin, calm down, I'll take him out.
Jisung grabbed him by the shoulder and started pushing him toward the door, but Ban resisted. Then Han took action, pulling his pistol from its holster and hearing a click, indicating it was loaded. He placed the barrel against Ban's chest.
Khan: Another resistance corpse
Bang Chan smiled and looked over Jisung's shoulder and said
Chan: See you later, Ryujin
the next evening
You were sitting in a chic evening dress.
Shin: 17 million
Auctioneer: 17 million! That's a big price, one... two...
— 20 million
Someone shouted from the upper rows of the VIP seats, the voice sounded very similar to someone, everyone turned, including you, seeing Ban sitting and looking straight at you
Auctioneer: 20 Million! One… Two…
Shin: 40 Million
Ban: 100 Million
Auctioneer: 100 million for the blade!
You stood up without listening and calmly walked towards the exit of the hall.
Auctioneer: Sold for 100 million!
When you went down to the parking lot, you saw Chan near your car, with a blade in his hands
Chan: Shin Ryujin, you gave up so easily, but I'm willing to give him to you, just like that.
Shin: Are you following me?
Chan felt the gun pressed against his chest and grinned.
Chan: No honey, I want your company.