(Thank you, Ah Shan 33 for the big reward of 1,500 starting coins.)

Just when the young prosecutor was questioning Qian Dekui and Xiaozhe.

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9:45 am.

Qingwa Terrace.

Office of the President.

Nam Sung-joon bowed and presented his resignation letter with both hands.

"Your Excellency, no matter who is responsible for [Anti-Paiyuan]'s financial fraud, I can't escape the blame, and I am willing to bear the main responsibility..."

"This is my resignation letter. I hope the [Anti-Pai Kite] matter can end here and not involve other people!"

Hear this.

Ms. Park put down the pen in her hand, raised her head and glanced at Nam Sung-joon blankly.

Since Li Zaihua was asked to investigate [Anti-Pai Kite], she naturally knew the origin of [Anti-Pai Kite].

Nam Sung-joon single-handedly founded the secret organization and has controlled it for more than ten years. Financial fraud is out of the question without his consent.

However, Nam Sung-joon resigned on his own initiative, so Ms. Park naturally avoided causing complications and did not intend to pursue the matter any further.

Of course, when the director of the National Intelligence Service resigns, she will always have to say a few words to persuade her to stay.

"Dean Nan, what do you mean? Don't let your personal emotions affect you. The National Intelligence Agency cannot do without you."

Nam Sung Joon is not a fool, pretending to cooperate.

"Your Excellency, there is a reason why I made this decision. I am too old and I am not able to cope with the heavy workload of the National Intelligence Agency..."

"I went to the hospital for a checkup some time ago. The doctor said that my body can no longer support high-intensity work and I need to meditate..."

"So regardless of whether [Anti-Pai Yuan] is involved or not, I will resign, please approve it!"

Ms. Park pretended to sigh: "Hey, you are getting old before you know it..."

"I accept the resignation letter, but until a suitable candidate is found, you have to temporarily act as the director of the National Intelligence Service. Dean Nan, please work hard for a few more days!"

Nam Sungjun nodded.

"Okay, sir, I won't disturb your work. Let's go first!"

Ms. Park waved her hand: "Pay attention to your health, take a good rest, and go out!"

"Thank you for your concern, I'm leaving."

Nam Sung-joon bowed, turned and left the President's Office.

Wait until people leave.

A person walked out of the side door of the office, it was Liu Wankui.

Ms. Park asked thoughtfully: "Wan Kui, are you saying that Dean Nan's resignation is true or false, or that retreat is the way to advance!"

Hear this.

Liu Wankui thought for a moment and said: "Your Excellency, since Dean Nan has submitted his resignation letter, no matter what tricks he plays, we have enough means to deal with it..."

"Besides, I don't think Dean Nan is lying. Maybe he really wants to resign!"

Ms. Park thought for a while.

"Dean Nan wants to resign, then you tell Minister Li to stop when it's time to stop and don't escalate the situation..."

"I believe that under the leadership of Dean Nan, [Anti-Paiyuan]'s financial fraud should be nothing!"

Liu Wankui smiled and said: "Okay, Sir, I know what to do..."

Having said this, he raised his hand to look at his watch.

"Your Excellency, the foreign guests are almost arriving at Qingwa Terrace. It's time for you to leave."

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Time flies.

Another day passed in the blink of an eye.

Li Zaihua and the prosecutors finished handling the work at hand and prepared to leave.

With the blessing of the original financial statements, after two days of verification, we did find some evidence of [Anti-Paiyuan] financial fraud.

This discovery delighted prosecutors.

But the young prosecutor remained indifferent, because he knew very well that once Nam Sung-joon submitted his resignation letter, the "Anti-Pai Kite" scandal would become a major issue and become a trivial matter.

18:35pm.

The group took a car back to the hotel.

A police car parked at the door.

Li Zaihua frowned briefly.

Due to the NIS's confidentiality requirements, the prosecutors must immediately return to their rooms when they return to the hotel.

As for dining, the hotel provides door-to-door service.

Return to the room.

The young prosecutor's butt hasn't settled yet.

Dangdangdang...

There was a knock on the door.

Li Zaihua stood up and walked to the door of the room, looking out through the peephole.

"Hey, it's him?"

Immediately afterwards, the young prosecutor quickly opened the door.

"Secretary-General Liu, why are you here?"

Liu Wankui smiled and said: "Minister Li, don't invite me in to sit down."

Li Zaihua slapped his head, quickly moved half of his body to welcome Liu Wankui into the room, and then closed the door behind him.

The National Intelligence Service provides standard single rooms with only one sofa.

The young prosecutor made a cup of instant coffee.

"Secretary-General Liu, I'm sorry for the poor greeting. We only have instant ones."

Liu Wankui took the coffee.

"It's okay, sometimes I'm too busy and want to wake up, so I drink instant coffee..."

"Minister Li, don't stand, sit down and talk."

Li Zaihua nodded and sat on the other side of the sofa.

"Secretary-General Liu, why did you come to see me today?"

As soon as these words came out.

Liu Wankui put the coffee on the coffee table and said seriously: "Minister Li, Dean Nan Chengjun submitted a letter of resignation to your Excellency this morning!"

Although the young prosecutor had known about it for a long time, he still pretended to be shocked.

"What! Dean Nan Sungjun took the initiative to submit a letter of resignation this morning?"

Liu Wankui nodded vigorously: "You heard it right, Dean Nan Chengjun did submit a letter of resignation..."

"This is exactly why I came to you today!"

Li Zaihua looked serious: "Your Excellency, did you come here?"

Liu Wankui smiled and said nothing.

"Minister Li, Dean Nan Chengjun resigned, [Anti-Paiyuan] Don't go too far in financial fraud..."

"After all, the National Intelligence Agency is related to the safety of the country, and we cannot let the important officials who protect the country feel cold."

The young prosecutor understood.

But Li Zaihua couldn't return empty-handed, he always wanted to get something.

"Secretary-General Liu, I can let go of the eucalyptus of [Anti-Pai Kite], but it would be very shameful for me to go back empty-handed!"

Liu Wankui frowned slightly.

"Minister Li, what do you want?"

The young prosecutor said without hesitation: "Director of the Logistics Bureau of the National Intelligence Service, Bang Min-soo, what do you think?"

Liu Wankui touched his nose.

"Bang Minsu?"
To be continued...