Crazy, you call it a prosecutor

Chapter 34 Appointed as the Chief of the Society of Auxiliary Officers (seeking rewards and investments for further reading)
(Thank you, the reward of 1500 starting coins for Demon Princess Kongdi, 500 starting coins for Angel’s Season, and the big reward for the old bookworm’s 15-year brewing.)
The next day.

Outside the Seoul Central District Prosecutors Office.

Li Zaihua yawned and walked into the building.

Han Xiaozhou was too crazy last night, the two fought until the early morning, and slept for less than three hours in total.

Thinking about it, Li Zaihua subconsciously licked his lips, recalling the aftertaste of last night's battle, it was really exciting.

"Li Jian"

"Li Jian"

"Li Jian"

Constantly saying hello to his colleagues, Li Zaihua came to his new office.

He glanced at the office across the corridor, which was Han Jiangzhi's room.

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Li Zaihua pushed open the door of the office.

At this time, there were four assistant officers sitting in the room.

They were silent, but kept looking at each other, as if their eyes could speak.

The sound of the door opening sounded, and the four of them looked at each other, and immediately got up to greet them.

The door was completely opened, facing the sun, and a tough and handsome young man appeared on the stage.

The four assistant officers had already learned about Li Zaihua's basic information at the moment they received the notification.

"Hello, Prosecutor, I am your secretary, Nan Shijing, this is the first time we meet, please take care of me."

"Hello, Prosecutor, I am your secretary, An Chengmei, this is the first time we meet, please take care of me."

"Hello, prosecutor, I am your field investigator, Huang Zhengmin, this is the first time we meet, please take care of me."

"Hello, Prosecutor, I'm your internal investigation officer, Moon Kyung-ho, it's the first time we meet, please take care of me."

After listening to the self-introduction of the four, Li Zaihua showed a kind smile.

"Everyone, don't be nervous, relax. I am the new prosecutor Li Zaihua, a newcomer, and we will take care of each other in the future."

Li Zaihua's kind appearance made the four of them feel a little relieved, but they still didn't dare to take it lightly.

This is no simple person.

What happened a few days ago has already spread in the Seoul Central District Prosecutor's Office, with the backing of Zheng Xiqing and Hong Minzheng.

After the five got to know each other, Li Zaihua immediately said, "Secretary Nan, come to the morning meeting with me later."

All departments of the Prosecutor's Office hold morning meetings every Monday to assign the day's cases by the way.

Even though there are still many unsolved cases, new cases are still pouring in like a tide.

Compared with other departments, the Criminal Department has the most cases, and human rights have a wide range of meanings.

Personal life, property, personal liberty, equal participation in political life, etc.

Individuals as social workers participate in social, economic, cultural life and so on.

Such as employment, working conditions, labor remuneration, social security, culture and education, etc.

Even being scolded by your boss at work is a violation of human rights.

Fighting and other trivial matters are also regarded as human rights violations.

Even individual human rights violations are nothing, but the most troublesome cases are collective human rights violations, which are the most difficult to deal with, and they may have to deal with trade unions.

Li Zaihua expected that in the next morning meeting, he would never assign this kind of case to himself.

Soon, it's time for the morning meeting.

Li Zaihua led Nan Shijing to the conference room.

Just after entering the door, the prosecutors who came first saw Li Zaihua, stood up one by one, and said 'congratulations' loudly.

"Prosecutor Li, what does the new office look like?"

"Prosecutor Li, the minister gave you three days off, which is really enviable."

"Prosecutor Li, do you feel uncomfortable?"

A lot of messy greetings swarmed in, and Li Zaihua dealt with it freely, talking about people and talking nonsense.

At this moment, Park Hyo-chung walked into the meeting room.

Seeing this, Li Zaihua hurriedly greeted him, "Chief Park, long time no see."

Hearing this, Park Xiaozhong took a complicated look at the rookie prosecutor who was following him as an intern.

Unexpectedly, this guy has such a deep background, if he knew he would not have done that, it really screwed him up.

The entire Criminal Division One attended the dinner, but Park Xiaozhong was the only one who didn't go, which seemed to be out of the crowd.

After the father-in-law found out, he called him home and gave him a severe reprimand, and specifically asked him to build a good relationship with Li Zaihua.

Park Xiaozhong forced a smile and said: "Zaihua, how is your rest recently, if you need anything in the office, just look for me!"

So uncharacteristically, Jae-hwa Lee blinked while the other prosecutors secretly sneered.

In the past few days, Park Xiaozhong can be said to have died in the society. The entire criminal department and people from other criminal departments went to the party, but he was the only one who did not come.

After everyone went to work the next day, the incident spread to the criminal department, and spread to various departments of the Seoul Central District Prosecutor's Office the next day.

The image of a lone wolf came into everyone's mind by coincidence.

In the workplace, no one likes a lone wolf.

In just a few days, the criminal department vaguely began to crowd out and isolate Park Xiaozhong.

As for his own feelings, if this goes on, Park Xiaozhong can only apply for transfer.

Although Li Zaihua didn't know exactly what happened, but from the eyes of his colleagues around him, he could see some clues.

"Thank you chief, I will mention it if necessary."

After speaking, he sat on his seat, and Nan Shijing sat down behind him.

It didn't take a while.

Han Jiangzhi's investigator pushed a flatbed cart into the meeting room.

There are thousands of cases piled up on the iron plate like a hill, and each prosecutor probably has to deal with more than 220 cases.

"I'm sorry, Minister Han has something to do. Today's morning meeting will be chaired by Chief Park."

Such an emergency is obviously not the first time.

Hearing this, Park Xiaozhong stood up and walked to the main seat in the conference room.

In fact, the morning meeting was very simple. It was to tell everyone not to judge the case blindly, and to protect the rights and interests of the plaintiff and the defendant.

The meeting lasted less than 10 minutes, and Park Hyo-chung announced the adjournment.

When everyone walked out of the meeting room, the case had already been assigned, and the secretaries followed the prosecutor with a trolley and strode away.

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Nan Shijing patted her chest, she was a newcomer, and she was very nervous as a secretary for the first time.

"Secretary Nan, sort out the case first, and then bring it in to me."

"Also, please remember my mobile phone number."

With that said, Li Zaihua took out his mobile phone and called the assistant officers.

A moment of effort.

The five exchanged numbers.

Huang Zhengmin didn't stay any longer. He was the deputy head of the Second Criminal Team of the Zhongyang Police Department and had many cases to deal with.

This is also a tradition of the prosecutor's office, bringing the old with the new.

Huang Zhengmin, an absolute veteran, knows all kinds of tricks. With his help, he can avoid many detours.

Similarly, this person was specially arranged by Han Jiangzhi to be placed beside Li Zaihua as an eyeliner, the purpose is self-evident.

Li Zaihua walked into the room.

The moment he closed the door, he raised his hands, twirled in a circle, and took a deep breath. The insignificant declaration was born in this small office.

"Peninsula, here I come, are you ready?"

The voice fell.

Li Zaihua walked to the window and looked at the tall buildings in the distance through the window.

He raised his palm to the sky, as if he was holding the sun, and a shocking arrogance surged into his heart.

"You can't escape from my palm after all, just wait!"

(End of this chapter)