“Damn it!” Che Zaizhen finally couldn't take it anymore, his voice carrying a suppressed anger, “What do you want exactly?”
“In an hour, at the teahouse closest to the Prosecutor's Office, we'll talk in detail,” Cui Enhao replied.
“Alright, I’ll be there on time.”
Che Zaizhen agreed.
Cui Enhao put away his phone and turned to Park Gukchang, who stood beside him.
“Go book a private room, I have something to discuss with Che Zaizhen,” he instructed.
“Yes, I’ll do it right away.”
Park Gukchang immediately pulled out his phone and began searching for relevant numbers.
The joy in his heart was evident, as Cui Enhao increasingly trusted him, making him feel like he was becoming Cui Enhao’s close confidant.
Park Gukchang’s initial purpose for entering the Prosecutor's Office was simple and clear: to seek promotion, a salary increase, and acquire extra income.
In this world, people don't have many lofty ideals; most are driven by self-interest.
Sharing the spoils, detaining, transferring criminals.
Everything moved smoothly like flowing water. Cui Enhao, accompanied by several gang members from the Chuan Nan Society, returned to the Prosecutor's Office.
“Oh! Isn’t this Prosecutor Cui? You’ve actually arrested so many people in one go today!”
The moment Cui Enhao stepped into the Prosecutor's Office, a young man with a gloomy expression loudly greeted him.
Cui Enhao pondered for a moment and recognized the face.
Zhang Yixuan, his colleague, also a member of the Criminal Division Six, was four or five years his senior.
He was a faithful lapdog of Chief Prosecutor Park Jeongwon, and his loyalty was beyond reproach.
“Just back from the investigation site?”
Cui Enhao smiled, looking at the stack of files under Zhang Yixuan’s arm and his dusty appearance. The group behind him bowed and saluted.
Zhang Yixuan laughed several times, explaining:
“Just helping the Chief retrieve some materials, preparing for tomorrow’s press conference. I heard from the Chief that you will be attending too? What luck! It seems like the Chief values you quite a lot.”
He shook the materials in his hand and patted Cui Enhao on the shoulder, beaming with pride.
“We are all serving the Chief, serving the people of the peninsula.”
Cui Enhao bowed slightly in humility, his tone serious.
“I’ll be on my way, you guys carry on.”
Zhang Yixuan waved, seemingly bored, and turned to leave.
Cui Enhao’s gaze was calm as he watched the departing figure, not saying a word.
“Prosecutor Cui, he seems worried that you might steal the Chief’s favor.”
Park Gukchang whispered into his ear.
“Being a lapdog has no fun.”
Cui Enhao chuckled, shaking his head in disagreement.
He did not desire to fight for the scraps thrown down by Park Jeongwon.
People like Zhang Yixuan, forever obsequious to their superiors, were born sycophants.
It was not beneficial to make enemies with such people. One simply needed to rise to a height they couldn't reach, and the threat would naturally vanish.
After parting with Zhang Yixuan, Cui Enhao didn't waste any time, heading straight back to his office.
There was already a visitor waiting outside his office – his supposed “righteous partner,” Kim Yeongsoo.
Cui Enhao approached with a smile, curious, asking, “Senior, what brings you here?”
Kim Yeongsoo didn't answer immediately but looked at him with a complex expression.
This puzzled Cui Enhao, making him mutter to himself:
“What’s wrong with this guy? Every time he sees me, he gives me this look. Did I do something to him?”
He suppressed his annoyance and spoke directly, “Senior, if you have something to say, just say it.”
“Enhao-ah, what Han Chief said... did you really ask the gang for money?”
Kim Yeongsoo’s voice was low and hesitant, his eyes gradually turning red, revealing his inner struggle.
He grabbed Cui Enhao’s shoulder, trying to find an answer on his face, his voice betraying a hint of plea, “Enhao, I just started to trust you again, how could you so quickly fall into such corruption? How can I believe in you again?”
Facing Kim Yeongsoo’s interrogation, Cui Enhao remained composed. He thought, “Is Kim Yeongsoo a snitch? He’s not a soft-hearted guy. Going to the interrogation room to find Kim Seokwoo is perfect for him.”
Cui Enhao sighed helplessly, his brow furrowed, and he asked, “Senior, why are you so concerned about me?”
Kim Yeongsoo’s eyes were firm, his words strong, “I hope you can return to the embrace of legal justice and contribute to the revival of the peninsula's judicial system!”
His unwavering gaze made Cui Enhao feel a sense of awe.
Whether a hypocrite or a villain, in the presence of a true gentleman, they would feel a pang of guilt in their hearts.
Cui Enhao couldn't help but ask back, “Then there are so many corrupt officials in the Prosecutor's Office, why don't you urge them to turn over a new leaf, but only focus on me?”
Kim Yeongsoo immediately denied it, his tone firm, “I’m not just focusing on you!”
He lowered his head, seemingly hesitant to speak. Finally, he looked up, his voice low, “I... I just can’t change them!”
So, he's also a tsundere.
A glimmer of amusement flashed in Cui Enhao's eyes, but then his expression turned indifferent, a mocking smile curving his lips:
“Oh, then I'm afraid you'll be disappointed, Senior. I am the hypocritical corrupt official you mentioned, the destroyer of the peninsula’s judicial system.”
Kim Yeongsoo suddenly raised his head, filled with shock, staring at Cui Enhao in disbelief, as if seeing him for the first time.
“Why are you so upset, Senior?”
Cui Enhao chuckled lightly, saying casually, “You’ve already decided that I'm a bad person, and after hearing Han Chief’s words, you’re even more convinced. What’s the point of me explaining anything?”
He gently pushed away Kim Yeongsoo’s hand on his shoulder, his tone laced with disdain, “Since you don’t want to find out the truth, you won’t even ask me what I actually did, but you just come to question me, then I don't need to explain anything to you.”
Cui Enhao shrugged, leaving behind a cold remark, turned, and walked into his office, closing the door behind him.
“Senior, just think for yourself a bit more.”
Inside the office, Cui Enhao couldn’t help but chuckle.
Dealing with such a person was too easy. Just deny everything related to him, express disdain for his current understanding and actions.
They will naturally work themselves out.
Senior, you’re just too easy to understand.