"Doing business...?"

Seeing Xin Yu's doubts, Mo Ran picked up a cigarette from beside her and offered it to her, saying,

Have you received any news about the counterfeit alcohol and cigarettes in Busan?

Xin Yu nodded and said,

"I know,"

"The higher-ups have taken this seriously; I heard they've even set up a special department to crack down on these counterfeit goods..."

Xin Yu paused abruptly, looking at the cigarette Mo Ran had just handed her, and continued,

"This business isn't going to be yours, is it...?"

Seeing Mo Ran nod with certainty, Xin Yu's expression immediately turned tense.

"Ah Ran, let's put this business on hold for now!"

"Your business has grown too big, so big that it's affecting the profits of those manufacturers that produce genuine goods!"

"If it weren't for the pressure exerted by those big conglomerates, the higher-ups wouldn't have set up a special task force just for a counterfeit product!"

Seeing Xin Yu's nervousness, Mo Ran's mischievous smile immediately turned serious!

Because, as Xin Yu just mentioned, Mo Ran had indeed never encountered this before.

On Hong Kong Island, because of his special status, even if everyone knew that he was the one who produced the counterfeit goods, no one dared to stand up!

But this is South Korea, a country controlled by conglomerates...

How much do you know about this task force?

Seeing that Mo Ran had taken her words to heart, Xin Yu then said with a serious expression,

"I don't know exactly who it is, but I'm certain that the person who takes over this case will be a high-ranking official!"

"Because only in this way can the higher-ups give those tycoons an explanation!"

After Xin Yu finished speaking, Mo Ran thought for a moment and then said,

"You can leave the police station. I'll have someone change your identity to that of a prosecutor!"

"Once you become a prosecutor, I'll get you some credit so you can get promoted. Only then can you truly help me..."