Chapter 64 The storm is coming (1W2)

Author: Every village is every village

Chapter 64 The storm is coming (1W2)

"I never blamed you, Dad, never."

Lin Wei's face looked a little unclear in the smoke. Lin Dahai raised his head and stared at him, looking into his son's eyes.

"You have done your duty and worked conscientiously. Although you have not achieved much, my mother and I have never been hungry.

When you were a kid, those gangsters came to the store and smashed it up for tens of thousands of yuan in protection money. You were robbed without a dime in your pocket and your nose was bruised and your face was swollen, but you never once cried out in pain or tiredness.

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Early the next morning, you borrowed money from your neighbors to buy groceries and continued to open your business. To be honest, I admire you."

Lin Wei exhaled a long puff of smoke, lowered his head, and looked at his shiny leather shoes. In the distance were his father's white sneakers that had turned into gray long ago.

"This is why I have been delivering food for you since elementary school. I would rather get beaten than be obedient and study because I know very well that you need me and this family needs me.

But do you know?"

Lin Wei raised his head and looked at him with a calm expression: "I never wanted to be you."

How sad would it be for a father to be treated as someone he doesn't want to be by his son?

Lin Dahai's lips moved, but he couldn't say anything. He could only whisper: "I don't want you to be like me. Such a coward, but I can't."

"The Beidamen sect is different from other gangs." Lin Wei said with an indifferent expression: "How long do you think it will take if I want to become a prosecutor at a normal speed?"

"Take Suwan as an example - I hired the best teacher for her, and the word "best" is not only reflected in the quality of teaching.

This teacher is the niece of a certain dean of a school in Seoul. Not only is she a top student who graduated from Seoul, she is also a "through train" who specializes in assisting the rich second generation to enter Seoul.

She will not only solve your study problems, but also your resume problems, did you know? If Han Suwan didn't waste time here, she would have added at least two more glorious records to her resume this weekend.

For example, participating in some welfare activities to show love, or participating in some small competitions. The kind of competition I am talking about means that as long as she participates, she will definitely be the first place.

When she applied for an interview at Seoul National University, she not only had a ridiculously long honor list, but also a set of standard answers to interview questions leaked from within Seoul National University.

Of course, it's not the copy-and-paste kind, but her teacher will write the answers herself based on this year's interview questions, and then Suwan will recite them and put on a perfect show.

After the performance was over, while others were still anxiously waiting for the exam results, she was able to have dinner with the law professors under the teacher's recommendation, give them gifts, and call them 'Professor nim'."

Lin Wei threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it with his foot: "When the school officially starts, children from ordinary people will be surprised to find that many people are already prepared to study on the first day of school, and they are ready to study in advance.

All teachers have established good relationships.

She has the best dormitory, roommates from the same school who match her status, and teachers will tell her which aspect of knowledge she should review before the exam. Hey.

Just like this cigarette butt, many people were mercilessly run over, but the most terrifying thing is that they will never know the reason behind it until they are run over."

Lin Wei looked at Lin Dahai, whose eyes were shaking at this moment, and still used a calm and indifferent voice to explain what he knew about the terrible reality of South Korea in this world.

"Graduating from college, you want to become a prosecutor? Hey, there are more than three hundred people every year, and there are only one or two hundred people every year. There are more connections - some people live in the Examination Yuan for three to five years, or even

Seven or eight years.

I finally got admitted as a prosecutor, but was sent directly to a horrible place like Daejeon, Busan, or Daegu. What followed was endless work.

Countless cases of theft, violent assault, and tax evasion will pile up in front of you. All you have to do is run as hard as you can, run hard, and run for almost ten years. Well, maybe you can be promoted to a senior inspection.

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What next? If you can't come to Seoul, all this is meaningless, so in order to become a prosecutor in Seoul, you come to Seoul and start over again, working at least twelve hours a day, but the number of cases will never decrease, because in

In South Korea, every case must be prosecuted by a prosecutor.

And do you know what it’s like for a prosecutor like Xing Wan, who takes the lead early?”

Lin Wei bluntly told Lin Dahai the facts he knew: "Those people with connections will be assigned to Seoul as soon as they graduate, and his senior family members have already prepared a big case for him!

Work? No need at all! Only the low-level prosecutors need to run around the clock. The appointed prosecutors only need to drink and have fun with the leaders and big shots, ride on the heads of the gangs and do whatever they want, and do things according to the factions.

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Do you know how many cases within the prosecutor's office have solid evidence but have not been prosecuted? Maybe there is a mountain of files - this mountain of files are the free resumes of these newcomers. When they need it, they will take out one.

You can shamelessly shout in front of the media, "The major case of ten years has been solved."

The media will cooperate with them and brag fiercely, and a generation of prosecutors will be born who will shoulder the future of South Korea!

Hey, at this time, ordinary civilian prosecutors are still investigating which gangster's left hand can't be found."

Lin Wei smiled mockingly.

But Lin Dahai was already speechless.

He might have guessed about this cold reality in his spare time, but when Lin Wei put it all in front of him, he knew that he could no longer escape from reality.

"Then do you know what the Beidamen Sect will become soon?"

Lin Wei Tu was stunned. He stared at Lin Dahai with burning eyes until he asked hoarsely: "What?"

"We will transform from the gangsters you hate, hate, and look down upon to well-known entrepreneurs and philanthropists who can be seen everywhere in newspapers and TV.

Those big shots that many people would never meet in their lifetime would sit at the same table with me and eat with my face in mind.

At that time, no one will say that I am a gangster who cannot stand up to the stage. But President Lin, or even President Lin."

Lin Wei asked: "If I don't take this path and want to achieve this step, how long will it take me?

Dad, time is not waiting for me.

Now that I saw this opportunity by chance and embarked on this road, all I had in front of me was to race all the way.

Laugh at the end, and one general will make all the difference.

If I lose, everything will be over - it would be better than wallowing in the quagmire for the rest of my life.

I tried, I really tried, to just stay in the quagmire and be a pig that can’t see or hear.”

Lin Wei shook his head, stretched out his hand, pointed behind him, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "But that quagmire can't accommodate me."

"Since they don't allow me to be a harmless pig, then I have to be a wolf, a tiger, or a lion."

Lin Wei walked forward, gently touched the white hair on his father's temples, lowered his head, and pushed his head against him: "Dad, I'm sorry, I can no longer pretend to know nothing and be your filial child.

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"In this Korean peninsula, poverty has already killed my mother, and I cannot let it kill our future again.

If you want revenge, if you want to change everything, you must stand on high ground."

Lin Wei let go of his hand, patted his father's stooped back hard, and said softly: "Take the money and live your life here, or go back. It's best to go back. Now I can afford the air ticket, no, I can

I'll charter a special plane for you.

Go back to the motherland, I will buy you a few houses in the capital, and you can find a wife and live the rest of your life in a carefree and safe manner.

It’s a problem if you like your hometown, I can go back to visit you every year and see where you were born.”

Lin Dahai was speechless. He stared blankly at the bank card in the distance for a long time. He just felt more and more unbearable. He simply turned away without looking at him and put his hands on the stove.

He once supported an entire family here, but now he suddenly felt that it was a bit difficult to even support his aging body.

"If you don't want to go back, move to Itaewon. I will give you money, buy a car, take care of the clerk, and do a business that makes you feel at ease - this is necessary. Itaewon is safe.

If you still live in Garifeng Cave, I must leave someone to look after your safety every day.

The bigger the business gets, the more I have to be careful about some worthless brats doing animalistic things.

If you live in Itaewon, I can feel more at ease.

Of course, you don't have to worry about this now - your son hasn't gotten around to the point where someone needs to have no bottom line and threaten him.

Just in case.

Moreover, not many people know the identity of our father and son. In the future, I will not come to the store again. During the Chinese New Year, I will bring my girlfriend to meet you, Minshu, do you remember?"

Lin Wei changed the topic.

Lin Dahai was still confused and subconsciously followed his topic: "Well, your high school classmate is the beautiful female classmate who always comes to see you, right? Her mother is in the clothing business."

"She insisted on confessing to me, but she didn't hold back and agreed." Lin Wei shrugged, pretending to be relaxed and joking: "I am much more popular than you were when you were young."

"What about Su Wan?" Lin Dahai came back to his senses and frowned even more tightly.

"I only regard her as my younger sister." Lin Wei said calmly: "However, we will talk about what happens next. Who knows, maybe I will become the president in the future, or my friend will become the president, and I will be monogamous.

Change it, or give me an amnesty."

"Okay, okay!"

Lin Dahai interrupted his talk.

He stood tiredly, looking at his son's arm hooking his shoulders, but this time, he couldn't say anything to tell him to get out.

"Your mother is here and I won't leave."

Lin Wei grasped his mentality and let go of his hand with a smile, not giving him a chance to vent his anger and make amends. He took a few steps back and said, "When the fire starts here, I'll order a takeaway and try your cooking.

Oh, if someone like Section Chief Jiang or Detective Ma comes to ask about your relationship with me, just continue to call me a gangster."
To be continued...