The Uncrowned King of the Peninsula

Chapter 34 Busan Specialties
Pei Yongjun, wearing a black windbreaker and carrying a shoulder bag, walked out of the building and came to the street.

A black Model Taxi slowed down and pulled over to the side of the road.

The car window rolled down and the driver leaned out, his head shaved.

"Customer, nim," he shouted to Pei Yongjun, his voice rough and a little hoarse, "Get in the car and take care of the business!"

Pei Yongjun opened the car door and got in.

"Please fasten your seat belts. Driver No. 87052, Kim Won-woong, is at your service." The driver looked at Pei Yongjun through the rearview mirror.

"Guest, where are you going?"

"145 Nambu Circular Road, Seocho District." Bae Yongjun looked at the serious driver and scanned the interior of the car. "Are you really driving a taxi now? When did you get this car?"

"Hahaha, Editor-in-Chief Pei, I have a family to support, so any money I can earn is good!" This driver was none other than Jin Yuanxiong, the driver of the illegitimate taxi he had contacted a few days ago.

"Halloween is coming soon, and there's a lot of business going on here in Jiangnan."

He started the car and left the newspaper building behind him.

"Mr. Editor-in-Chief," he said, his left hand on the steering wheel, his right hand stretched over his shoulder, and he chuckled, a sly glint in his small eyes. "You can't owe me money this time. We agreed that this is a small business, just to make a living."

"You don't have to worry when I come to see you." Pei Yongjun took out an envelope from his bag and slapped it on his palm.

"Thank you, thank you..." Jin Yuanxiong took the envelope and suddenly paused, "Ah!"

The two agreed on 150 million, but when he touched the envelope, he felt something was wrong, as if it was much thicker.

"How much is this?"

"300 million, please count it."

"Ah!" He slowed down the car, opened the seal of the envelope with his right hand, took a look inside, and his eyes suddenly widened.

"Are you rich? Editor-in-chief?"

"You checked the information quickly and accurately that night, so you're also a part of this big news."

"Okay, okay, that's very kind! Very kind!" He smiled happily, stuffed the envelope into his arms, turned his head and glanced at Pei Yongjun, "Editor-in-Chief, you are very kind!"

Twenty million was a huge ask on his part at the beginning, but one and a half million is actually not a small amount, otherwise he wouldn't have done it.

Now that he got three million, he was very surprised. Pei Yongjun, who was so generous, suddenly had a golden figure.

"If you have any business again, please come to me. I can absolutely, absolutely guarantee speed!" He patted his chest and swore.

"You're not in a hurry to go back, are you? How about taking you for a ride along the Han River?" He glanced at the sky. "The wind isn't strong right now, and the Han River is beautiful."

He thought Pei Yongjun came out just to give him money. Since he gave him so much extra, it would be difficult for him to just take the money and let Pei Yongjun go.

"I really want to go to Seocho District." Bae Yongjun shook his head.

"Mo? Well, then we'll have to talk about it next time," Jin Yuanxiong said with a smile on his face, "I'm always available."

"Where were you going?"

"No. 145, Nambu Circular Road, Seocho-gu." Bae Yong-jun repeated.

"Okay, Seocho..." Kim Won-woong entered the address into the navigation system and hummed.

"Southern District Prosecutors Office?"

"Yes."

"Mr. Editor-in-Chief, are you okay?"

"Who?"

"The people in those phone numbers that night, it wasn't for them, right?" "Are you concerned?" Pei Yongjun asked.

"Forget about the others, but the one with the last digit 7963 is a big client. She's very generous. You can make a lot of money by following her for a whole night."

"Especially if you sell her itinerary to me, you can make even more money." Pei Yongjun added.

"Who said it wasn't? Hahaha, Editor-in-Chief, you really understand." Jin Yuanxiong laughed heartily. "But don't worry, your itinerary will be kept absolutely confidential."

"Don't worry about making money, that 7963 is fine." Pei Yongjun told him.

7963 had never been to any place related to Goo Hara. He just took a quick look and then crossed her off the tracking list.

"Oh, then I feel relieved." Kim Won-woong nodded and turned to talk about the news about Goo Hara.

"Editor-in-Chief, this news is incredible. People are talking about it everywhere. I had a client this morning who kept cursing D Agency for being unscrupulous."

The two chatted and soon arrived at their destination in Seocho District.

With more than ten floors and an independent large courtyard, it looks solemn and dignified. This is the Seoul Southern District Prosecutor's Office.

"Take care!" Jin Yuanxiong got out of the car politely, opened the door, and watched Pei Yongjun's figure disappear into the building.

"A piece of news turned everything upside down overnight," Jin Yuanxiong couldn't help but sigh in envy. "That's amazing."

"Mr. Editor-in-Chief, you have to work hard and produce more news."

He touched the envelope in his arms and began to count the money.

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"Senior, I brought some Busan specialties. Please take them back for your sister-in-law to try."

Bae Yong-jun put the bag on the desk and pushed it in front of Prosecutor Jung Tae-ho. "You'll probably like it."

"Really?" Zheng Taihao, with a square face, used his right index finger to open the opening of the shoulder bag, took a look, and a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.

There were several pieces of gold jewelry, neatly placed in the bag one by one.

"Well, Busan is such a nice place, full of gold." The seriousness on his face suddenly disappeared, and a smile appeared on his face. "Sit down, sit down, come and have some tea."

Zheng Taihao stood up, walked to the sofa, and asked Pei Yongjun to sit down.

"Okay, senior, let me pour it for you." Pei Yongjun took the tea set and started to make tea.

Like Bae Young-joon, Jung Tae-ho also graduated from Korea University, but he is nine years older than Bae Young-joon and graduated from the law school.

After graduation, he wasted several years before he was finally admitted to the Seoul Southern District Prosecutor's Office. Bae Yong-jun, who was still in school at the time, interviewed him as a student reporter, and the two met.

After arriving at Hanjiang Sports, the two met by chance at a news scene. Pei Yongjun immediately seized the opportunity to reconnect with him, and the two gradually became closer.

Over the years, Zheng Taihao worked hard, and since he married a wife whose father worked in the Supreme Prosecutor's Office, he had a smooth career and was promoted to the second position in the Criminal Department 2 of the District Prosecutor's Office.

After realizing that D agency was messing up, Bae Yong-jun immediately went to the police station to take Choi Jong-bum away, and then contacted Jung Tae-ho, in exchange for his last-minute appearance.

"There's no problem with Cui's case. I've asked my subordinates to handle it."

"Thank you for your trouble." Pei Yongjun poured him a cup of tea.

"Nothing, I've seen a lot of people like this. But," he glanced at Pei Yongjun's figure, a little surprised, "You're amazing, how did you make him look like that?"

"Senior, what are you talking about? He hit himself." Pei Yongjun shook his head seriously.

"Well! Yes! Yes! That's it!" Zheng Taihao laughed.

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