Quick Wear: The scumbag is on the prowl, beware

Jin He, the boss of Xiji Pills, recently acquired a mental hospital.

The latest batch of customers are the notorious old chaebols in Korea.

In the past, they controlled the economic lifeline of almost the entire country, called the shots, committed numerous evils, and were the nightmare of ordinary people.

After the flu, their health collapsed, their careers were gone, and the little property they had left was divided up by the younger generations of the family.

Mr. Fu went door to door one by one and had friendly conversations with the current leaders of those families.

Then, more than a dozen important people were admitted to the mental hospital within one day.

Either it is given by the wife or by the filial younger generation in the family.

"Sister An An, I like to talk business with young people. There is no generation gap, and they can show their abilities, haha."

Qi An said: "They know in their hearts that if they want to keep the remaining assets in their hands, they have to be obedient, otherwise they will be ruined in a minute."

"Hehe, it feels so good to be rich. Wherever I go now, people bow to me at a 90-degree angle and respectfully call me Mr. Fu."

Qi An knocked her head and said, "Look at how little you have achieved. You think you are so happy about being the richest man in such a tiny country."

Fugui covered his head and laughed: "I'm used to being poor."

Ata rarely agreed with Fugui: "Boss, it's not her fault. Compared with you, everyone is poor. Of course you don't care about these little things."

Qi An coughed lightly: "Keep a low profile, keep a low profile."

Fugui asked: "Sister An'an, what are you going to do with those old bastards?"

Qi An said: "Since coming here, we have seen a lot of singing and dancing by boy and girl groups, and we have also seen handsome guys being gay. I want to see something different."

Fugui, Ata: "...How different is it?"

Qi An smiled but said nothing.

The door of the mental hospital was closed.

Ata and Fugui stared at the scene in front of them in amazement. After a moment of stunned silence, they almost laughed themselves crazy.

"Fuck, I'm fucking blind. I can't keep my eyes anymore."

"Hahaha, Boss, you are absolutely amazing. It's too eye-catching. No, I'm going to puke from laughing."

Those chaebol bosses who appear in high-end business occasions and on TV all wear the sailor uniforms and miniskirts of the girl group.

She wore a cute cat ear headband on her hairless head, a small vest and a miniskirt, and her face was painted with exaggerated stage makeup.

A group of greasy middle-aged and elderly people with an average age of over 50 were dressed like this. Not to mention Ata and Fugui, even Qi An, who was mentally prepared, couldn't resist.

Facing those eyes that wanted to eat her, Qi An clapped his hands: "I heard that you like girls in girl groups very much. I think you are all talented because of what you see and hear."

Qi An pulled Fugui, who was laughing so hard that he couldn't straighten his back, to sit down and said, "Come, let's perform a dance first, the Pure Land of Bliss."

The old men's eyes were red with humiliation. They were always the ones who played with others, and even the prime minister had to bow and greet them when he met them.

Unexpectedly, he first contracted the flu and lost half his life, and then lost his money and power.

Now, he is being humiliated by two young girls.

"How have we offended you? Don't go too far." said the oldest old man.

Qi An narrowed his eyes. This was the old pervert who was the first to play with Jin He.

His thing can't even stand up, but he still covets those pure and pretty girls in girl groups, and his methods are perverted and cruel.

Over the years, countless girls have suffered from this, and Jin He is not the first victim.

His favorite thing to do is to play perverted letter games, and every time his victims are almost always beaten to a pulp.

As soon as he took the lead, the others started shouting too.

"If you know what's best for you, let us go. Don't go too far."

"Do you know who we are? How dare you?"

"Why on earth would you hurt us like this?"

Qi An held his chin with one hand: "It seems that I am too gentle to these old bastards. How dare they bark at me?"

Fugui understood, pulled out his whip and swung it over.

They used to like whipping Jin He until she was covered in bruises, and they were excited when they saw her crying and begging for mercy.

At this time, they were wearing girl group uniforms and were being beaten so hard that they were screaming and howling. They started by cursing and questioning, and finally just begging for mercy.

"Is it fun?"

"When you played with those girls before, did you tell them why? They didn't seem to have any grudges against you."

Qi An shook his head: "Why do I feel so wronged when it's my turn? I'm already old, not only is I shameless, but I'm also hypocritical."

Fugui held the whip: "Jump or die, choose one."

A few minutes later, music sounded in the empty room, and the old bastards twisted their bodies awkwardly.

The scene was so magical that Qi An and Fugui laughed so hard that tears came out.

This mental hospital is the cage that Qi An prepared for them. She wants to destroy their dignity.

"What the hell is that dance? Didn't you eat? Twist your body." Qi An scolded with a smile.

"Dance well. If you don't dance well, you will be punished." The whip of wealth and honor is always at your service.

Here, they have no human dignity at all, and being beaten and starved are commonplace.

She was also humiliated by Qi An and Fugui's endless vicious means, and no one could help her when she cried out to heaven or earth.

Qi An had destroyed their lower bodies, and he added aphrodisiacs to the rotten rice they ate every day. If they didn't eat, they would starve.

As a result, a group of old perverts could only use various means to attack themselves or help each other, and the situation was out of control for a while.

After they woke up, Qi An showed them the video, which showed that the group of perverts were becoming more and more abnormal mentally.

Qi An put them together with real mental patients, and made them take medicine, get injections, and get electric shocks.

After a long time, they can no longer tell whether they are normal people or not.

They often strip themselves naked, and start twisting their hips and waists, pouting their lips and clenching their fists when they have a disagreement. They dance like a girl group so skillfully.

Brought a lot of entertainment activities to the patients in the mental hospital.

Within a year, all the old perverts sent in died.

Some of them went crazy and killed themselves through self-harm, some died from drugs and electric shocks, and some were killed by violent mental patients.

Qi An and Fugui are no longer satisfied with the gay dramas on the market.

They thought the plot was too cliché, so Fugui took the pen and secretly wrote several short scripts.

After reading it, Qi An exclaimed, "Wow!"

Ata thought the boss had turned over a new leaf, but it turned out that the actors had already been chosen.

The largest entertainment companies in Korea all belong to Qi An, and the oppas can only nod and bow when they see her and Fugui.

Knowing what the boss likes to watch, they all try their best to show off their acting skills, and the quality of gay dramas has directly become the best in the world.

No one is clamoring about the fertility rate issue anymore, because no one can have children anyway.

Everyone is now more open-minded and believes in enjoying life while they can. As a result, the number of people committing suicide has decreased, and the happiness rate of the people has also increased.

In the subsequent presidential election, the new president was a woman of outstanding ability.

The problem of gender confrontation has been eased a lot. Whether in life or in the workplace, basically no one discriminates against women anymore.

They only come to this world for a few short decades, and they just want to live according to their own wishes.

A woman is herself first, and then she is a wife, mother or other identity.

As for how long the country can last, let nature take its course.

Who knows, one day a natural disaster may strike and human beings may no longer exist. Thinking too much about it is just unnecessary worry.