Han Daxiang didn't expect the other party to be so straightforward and directly stated that he could introduce Quan Shengwu to him.

So much so that after hearing the news, his mind froze for a few seconds.

Han Daxiang's eyes showed some excitement, but it quickly faded.

Now that he has regained his sanity, how could he easily show his emotions on his face?

The 'excitement' just now might not be intentional to let the two of them notice...

Han Daxiang was waiting for the next words, but Quan Junxu stopped talking after he finished speaking. Instead, he invited him to try the local specialties.

"Zhenyu, how's the beef, is it okay?"

"It's too raw. I prefer well-done beef."

"Really? Haha... It's not easy to roast a piece of beef. You need to add more wood and fire, but also avoid overcooking the fire and burning the beef."

Add more firewood to the fire. He is not talking about the beef, he is clearly talking to him.

What benefits can he, Han Daxiang, bring?

Is it a suitable firewood that can make the fire burn vigorously but not burn too strongly and cause trouble by burning itself?

If you want to join a circle, you must first gain the recognition of the circle.

You can't just squeeze in, even if you're lucky enough to get in.

But once people find out that you have no real talent and just got in, the result will be that you will be marginalized and eventually fall out of the circle.

All the efforts made were in vain.

Now, Jeon Jun-wook is asking, what abilities do you, Han Dae-sang, have to join Jeon’s political ecosystem.

"Junxu, our chief wants to make further progress, but he may not have enough achievements to show for himself. I think we can help him move to another place if necessary."

"Move aside. I am just a small district attorney. How can I be qualified to do this?"

"I'll do it."

Looking at Han Daxiang's confident expression, Quan Junxu also became curious.

He wanted to dethrone his superior and push the chief general up to make room for himself.

It's not that Quan Junxu underestimated him. If Han Daxiang had the ability, why would he be so eager to follow Quan Shengwu?

He could set up his own faction and launch an attack on the Chief Justice.

Being able to reach this position can be said to be the pinnacle. He has truly stepped into the top level of power and become one of the few big figures in South Korea.

Even if it is Quan Shengwu, it should be taken seriously.

Why would he need to beg for mercy from his son and lower himself here to ask for a chance?

"It's not up, it's down... The general manager has worked hard for most of his life, it's time to take a rest."

It's not that Han Daxiang didn't have the confidence to overthrow the Minister, but he lacked the confidence to replace him after overthrowing him.

The commander was knocked down here, and the next second someone else took over.

In the end, he has to take the blame himself while others take the benefits. He will be hated by others and will also be wary of by the new director general.

At the same time, you have used up your trump card, and your reputation among the people below will also be affected.

How could he possibly do such a thing that would harm others and not benefit himself, killing 800 enemies but losing 2,000 of his own?

But if we could get Quan Shengwu's promise, the situation would be different.

Han Daxiang will get the chief to retire as quickly as possible to vacate his position.

It's time for someone else to sit in that position.

"It seems that Deputy Minister Han has a big card in his hand... Will it implicate you?"

"I am not personally implicated, but it will definitely affect some people."

"No."

"Without me."

Quan Junxu nodded, holding the wine glass and tasting it slowly, thoughtfully.

1 second, 2 seconds...

Time seemed to move incredibly slowly for Han Daxiang, as if he was under a spell.

Until Quan Junxu raised his head, put down his wine glass and said, "If you have time, Deputy Director Han, how about coming to my house tomorrow? The crabs in the sauce should be ready by the time they are ready."

As he said this, Han Daxiang's body was shaking.

The excitement brought by the excitement made him lose control of his muscle cells and he began to tremble uncontrollably.

This matter is now half done.

Next, it would depend on his performance when he meets with Councillor Quan Shengwu and whether he could gain the other party’s approval.

As long as you pass this level, the position of chief will be within your reach.

After getting the answer he wanted, Han Daxiang, who had been on edge since he entered the door, completely relaxed.

For a while, there was constant drinking and laughter in the box.

After three rounds of drinks, Han Daxiang said goodbye, "I am old now, I can't compare with you young people, I am really envious!"

"Take care."

Quan Junxu personally sent the person downstairs and watched him get into the car and leave. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief and return to the box.

"It's so tiring to talk to this kind of person."

Sitting cross-legged in his seat without any image, Quan Junxu picked up the wine glass and drank it all in annoyance, as if venting his dissatisfaction.

Although he entered the judicial system, he was not used to dealing with politicians.

This time, if Li Zhenyu was not involved, I would ask for a favor for him.

Quan Junxu wouldn't even arrange this meal, he could just take him home to meet his father.

If there is anything, the two of them will close the door and talk slowly.

"They are used to beating around the bush and using metaphors to make people guess. Only when things are vague and unclear can they appear to be profound."

“So, it’s really tiring.”

Quan Junxu nodded quickly and said in agreement, "Is that right? Is it the same in your family?"

"Why can't you just say it directly? Why make people guess?"

Li Zhenyu took a sip of wine and smiled, "Maybe it's because saying it directly is easy to give people a chance to criticize you, but metaphors are better for putting the blame on the other party.

Even if you do something wrong and get caught, you don’t have to take responsibility for it.”

Hearing what he said, Quan Junxu was stunned for two seconds and then burst into laughter: "Yes, they really like to do this."

It would be very rude to say everything out loud.

However, the whole thing was dirty from beginning to end.

But when mentioning this matter, one must be tactful and describe it in a beautiful way so that it is more in line with one's identity and status.

Otherwise, what is the difference between them and the street thugs who collect protection fees and the violent gangs who engage in violence and killing.

Are those despicable and dirty bastards worthy of being mentioned in the same breath with the high and mighty wealthy tycoons?

"Congratulations, bro. You're getting a promotion."

Li Zhenyu just brushed aside Han Daxiang's matter and raised his glass to congratulate him.

A happy smile also appeared on Quan Junxu's face.

"Thank you. I wonder which department I will be placed in this time."

The destination is definitely decided. As long as Han Dae-sang is qualified to be the director-general, Jeon Jun-wook will be transferred to the Supreme Prosecutor's Office immediately.

But he was not sure which department to work in.

Han Daxiang might ask what he thinks, provided his father does not interfere in making any arrangements.

After tomorrow, Quan Junxu's words will no longer be effective in front of Deputy Minister Han.

From now on, he had to follow Quan Shengwu's lead.

Otherwise, he can be appointed as the chief minister today, and he can be sent back home to farm like his predecessor tomorrow.

How could Quan Shengwu not let him hand over some evidence before putting him in office?

A dog with a leash around its neck is a good dog.

(End of this chapter)