If I make you a prosecutor, are you going to be the president of South Korea?

Then everyone started toasting and chatting, creating a very harmonious atmosphere.

Jiang Haixiong, Quan Douyu, and Song Youshuo, who had previously received investment from Li Chenghuan, also came today. They couldn't get a word in edgewise because of the large crowd, but now they all stepped forward to toast Li Chenghuan.

All three have changed a lot recently. With the money from Lee Seung-hwan, Kang Hae-woong quickly stood out among the Busan city councilors and became one of the top three candidates.

His face was flushed with pride as he raised his glass to Li Chenghuan, expressing his deepest gratitude: "Prosecutor Li, thank you for your support. Without you, I, Jiang Haixiong, would not be where I am today!"

Lee Seung-hwan clinked glasses with him and said with a smile, "This is also the result of your own hard work, Hai Xiong. You are at a critical moment now, so be careful. I think if you really want to be elected as a member of parliament, there will probably be considerable obstacles."

Jiang Haixiong nodded in agreement with Li Chenghuan's reminder, "I will definitely be careful!"

At this moment, Quan Douyu, the oldest among them, stepped forward to offer a toast, bowing respectfully and saying, "Inspector Li, I have not failed you. I was recently promoted to major and am currently serving as the battalion commander of the First Air Transport Battalion."

Li Chenghuan patted him on the shoulder, "Then congratulations to Major Quan. But this is just the beginning. I believe that sooner or later, you will become a Major General."

"By the way, if you don't have enough money, just tell me. You soldiers train so hard every day to protect our country and its people. What kind of people would you be if you couldn't even eat properly?"

"I've decided to increase your daily food allowance by 4,000 won for the entire air force transport battalion, bringing the total to 10,000 won! In addition, I'll give each of these soldiers a monthly living allowance of 1 million won, everyone will receive it!"

When Lee Seung-hwan said this, Jeon Doo-hwan was completely stunned.

"What? You want to increase their food expenses and give them a monthly living allowance of one million won?!"

You have to understand that although the soldiers in the Il-kwan Army used to receive a living allowance, it was only a maximum of 100,000 to 200,000 Korean won per month, which is equivalent to only a thousand or so Chinese yuan. What can you do with that little bit of money?

Lee Seung-hwan started with a monthly allowance of one million Korean won, which is equivalent to five thousand Chinese yuan. In addition, their food allowance was increased to fifty Chinese yuan per day, so they could eat quite well.

Such generous benefits made Quan Douyu somewhat afraid, but he was also very excited. Prosecutor Li was really treating them, these wretched soldiers, like human beings!

Quan Douyu was extremely grateful, but he wasn't stupid. He knew that Li Chenghuan spending so much money to win people's hearts was not out of kindness, but rather for a purpose.

But Quan Douyu didn't care. He only knew that he and his soldiers had received real benefits, and that he had also been promoted.

Not only did Li Jian help him, but he also spent his own money to support the soldiers under his command. All Quan Douyu could do was to give his loyalty!

"Prosecutor Li, on behalf of all the soldiers of the 1st Airborne Transport Battalion, thank you! The 1st Airborne Transport Battalion is loyal only to you!"

Quan Douyu bowed deeply to Li Chenghuan.

“You’re wrong. You are the army of the Republic of Korea, not my private army, Lee Seung-hwan. You should be loyal to the president. In the future, you should say less of these things that are detrimental to unity!” Lee Seung-hwan corrected Jeon Doo-woo’s wrong statement with a righteous expression.

"Pah, I misspoke." Quan Douyu quickly slapped himself in the face, then raised his wine glass again. "I'll punish myself with three drinks, Prosecutor Li, please don't take offense."

…………

Just as the atmosphere in the banquet hall was harmonious.

A commotion arose outside the door.

A member of the Tongxin Society pushed open the door and said anxiously to Li Mingbo and Li Chenghuan:

"It's terrible, Presidents! One of our brothers just came out of the restroom and accidentally stepped on the skirt of a wealthy woman in the banquet hall next door. He got beaten up and is now being forced to kneel down and apologize!"

Upon hearing this, all the members of the Tongxin Society immediately rose to their feet, slamming their fists on the table: "This is outrageous! They dare to make our brothers kneel?!"

"Chairman, Prosecutor Li, let's go help!"

"Yes, hurry up and go help!"

Seeing the crowd's righteous indignation, Li Chenghuan and Li Mingbo naturally could not ignore it, so they led their men out of Banquet Hall No. 2 and went outside.

Soon, a group of wealthy and powerful people dressed in high-end suits and evening gowns, dressed in flamboyant attire and exuding an air of nobility, surrounded a young member of the Tongxin Society.

Lee Seung-hwan vaguely remembered this young man; his name seemed to be Jang Tae-soo, from the Eastern District Prosecutors' Office, and he was currently a trainee prosecutor. Not long ago, he had mentioned wanting to take a picture with Lee.

His right cheek was flushed red at this moment.

He must have been slapped by one of the wealthy and powerful people in this group.

The appearance of Lee Seung-hwan and Lee Myung-bo with a group of Tong-hsin Society members immediately attracted the attention of these wealthy and powerful people.

They never expected that just by beating a minor intern prosecutor, twenty or thirty people would come out of the banquet hall next door.

Lee Seung-hwan and Lee Myung-bo walked at the front of the crowd. Lee Seung-hwan's face was particularly distinctive in South Korea, and he was quickly recognized.

"What happened? Why did you hit him?" Li Mingbo was the first to question the group of wealthy people.

As the president, he certainly had to set an example and stand up for the brothers in the organization.

From the group of wealthy people opposite, stepped a man in a suit and tie, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, whose every move exuded arrogance and domineering presence.

He glanced at Lee Myung-bo, lingered on Lee Seung-hwan's face for a moment, and then pointed at Jang Tae-soo indifferently and said:

"That damn bastard has no eyes. He stepped on my wife's globally limited edition haute couture evening gown and refused to apologize. Isn't it normal for me to hit him?"

Standing beside him was a woman with an elegant and outstanding demeanor, wearing a pink haute couture openwork dress and gold strappy high heels. Every part of her exuded sophistication and luxury, and anyone who saw her for the first time would know that she was a true socialite.

However, when she saw her husband criticizing Jang Tae-soo, a hint of reluctance appeared on her beautiful, fair face.

As Zhu Dantai's wife, Shen Xiulian also comes from a prestigious and wealthy family. She is a true lady of high birth and one of the few women who, despite her noble background, possesses a gentle and kind heart.

She had actually wanted to stop her husband from hitting the young man, but Zhu Dantai, who was always short-tempered and self-centered, simply wouldn't listen to her.

At this moment, Jang Tae-soo denied it with a wronged expression, saying, "Chairman, it wasn't me, I didn't. It was clearly his wife's evening dress that was too long and accidentally brushed past my shoe. I just didn't have time to lift my foot, and I apologized in time. But this guy said that I deliberately stepped on his wife's dress and slapped me without saying a word."

Upon hearing this, Li Mingbo frowned. He had actually recognized the man with the powerful aura and gold-rimmed glasses a long time ago; it was none other than himself.

This person is none other than the owner of this Hera Palace, Zhu Dantai, the director of J-King Construction Group. Although he cannot compare with top conglomerates like Shunyang Group and Future Group, he is still considered one of the best among conglomerates.

So he was planning to act as a peacemaker, asking Zhu Dantai to apologize to Zhang Taizhu and pay some medical expenses, and then the matter would be over.

After all, chaebols are not to be trifled with, and Jang Tae-soo is just an intern prosecutor. This setback will only fuel his fighting spirit, and he will work hard to wash away this humiliation one day.

Before he could even speak...

Lee Seung-hwan stepped forward, pointed at Joo Dan-tae, and said to Jang Tae-soo with a blank expression, "Tae-soo, go and slap him back. I'll take responsibility for any consequences."

The room fell silent after he said that.

The members of the Tongxin Association were all excited, their fists clenched, and they were extremely thrilled.

Jang Tae-soo was so moved that his eyes welled up with tears. He never expected that Prosecutor Lee would say such powerful words to stand up for him.

Only Li Mingbo wore a wry smile. He should have known better. Could Li Chenghuan be the type to suffer a loss? He even dared to report a presidential candidate back then!

On the other hand, the group of wealthy people led by Jang Tae-soo felt humiliated after hearing Lee Seung-hwan's domineering remarks, and their faces turned pale.

Especially Zhu Dantai, who narrowed his eyes and stared coldly at Li Chenghuan: "You are the prosecutor Li Chenghuan who loves to show off, is good at hype, and makes those lowly pigs and dogs regard you as a savior?"

"His official rank isn't high, but his tone is quite arrogant."

"Don't think that just because you put on a show, you can run rampant in South Korea. There are many people here that you can't afford to mess with."

Lee Seung-hwan completely disregarded him and continued speaking to Jang Tae-soo: "Tae-soo, remember this: it's always us prosecutors who bully others, no one dares to bully us prosecutors! Don't think that just because he's a chaebol, even if the King of Heaven himself came, he wouldn't stand a chance!"

“Go slap him now, and you’ll gain my approval. If you don’t have the guts, you’re no longer my brother!”

Upon hearing Lee Seung-hwan's words, Jang Tae-soo's eyes hardened instantly. He clenched his fists, glaring intently at Joo Dan-tae, who had brought him the greatest humiliation of his life, and quickly made up his mind.

He decisively walked up to Zhu Dantai, to the latter's astonishment.

Snapped!

A slap landed hard on Zhu Dantai's face.

Wow!

This scene caused an uproar among the audience.

Jang Tae-soo is incredibly audacious; he's beating up a chaebol!

Is he really not afraid of death?

Zhu Dantai covered her face, glaring angrily at Zhang Taizhu with disbelief in her eyes.

Damn it, you bastard, you really hit me!

“Very good, that’s my brother.” Lee Seung-hwan nodded in satisfaction and let Jang Tae-soo return to the Tongxin Society members.

Then, looking calmly at Zhu Dantai, focusing his gaze on Zhu's wife Shen Xiulian, he said slowly, "Zhu Dantai, right? Come on, apologize to my brother."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Dantai's face nearly contorted with anger.

Damn it, you instigated your underlings to beat me up, and then you expect me to apologize afterward?

Is there any royal law?

Are there any laws?

What kind of logic is this?