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Sung Jae-gi - Dear citizens. Now I plan to jump off a...

Dear citizens. Now I plan to jump off a bridge over the Han River. I hope you give us the last chance. Please lend us 100 million won which will be used for paying back debt and seed money of our organization... I know this is shameful. I'm sorry. I'll repent for the last of my life. (Sung Jae-gi)

Dear citizens. Now I plan to jump off a bridge over the Han River. I hope you give us the last chance. Please lend us 100 million won which will be used for paying back debt and seed money of our organization... I know this is shameful. I'm sorry. I'll repent for the last of my life.

Sung Jae-gi

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