Wasteland Border Inspector

Chapter 190 A Bountiful Harvest for the Family: Respect Earned Through Strength!

With someone setting an example, the tacit understanding between the prosecutors developed extremely quickly.

They exchanged a single glance and instantly understood the meaning conveyed in each other's eyes.

I'm not going to spoil them anymore!
Come if you want, don't come if you don't.

In particular, a group of first- and second-term inspectors, who already knew their chances of competing for the contracted qualification were slim, simply gave up completely.

If you want to make money off the prosecutors, that's fine. Just cooperate with the assessment, and you'll get what you're entitled to.

But if someone tries to take advantage of the checkpoint to make things difficult for the inspector, does he really think the inspectors of Happiness City are like Buddha statues in a temple, to be manipulated at will?

"Brother Cheng, didn't we say we only want families, not young adults?"

Wang Kang, who was taking notes, couldn't help but ask a question after handing out badges to the 12 brothers that Bao Dashan had brought.

Despite the cooperative attitude of these young men and women, who knows what it will be like when they arrive in Dabo Town?
They are far less reliable than families with children like Lin Xiaoshan's; at least Lin Xiaoshan is someone who has done hard work and lived a down-to-earth life.

"The situation may change."

Cheng Ye carefully observed the changes in the formation, and after a long while, he let out a breath, "I suspect that the families with children and the elderly in the formation are all traps set by the checkpoint."

"What?" Wang Kang exclaimed in surprise.

"Don't be surprised. Look at the family in dark brown clothes at a 45-degree angle to me. Don't you recognize them at all, especially the elderly and children in their family?"

Following Cheng Ye's directions, Wang Kang lowered his head slightly and glanced at him out of the corner of his eye.

Sure enough, despite being a family of seven, there was a distance between the adults and the elderly, and the children were even further away from the elderly.

Two elderly people, around sixty years old, sat blankly in the chairs, their eyes unfocused, as if lost in thought.

"There are many families with both children and elderly members in the migration wave, that's undeniable, but where are there so many standard families with 'three men, two women, and two elderly people'?"

"Even if only 25% of the 20,000 people are considered, that's still 5,000 people, which is more than 700 families!"

Cheng Ye was already puzzled, but after some testing and observation, he became even more certain of his judgment.

Even without the restriction of three men and two women, selecting five thousand people would be extremely difficult.

Moreover, the selected families may not agree to participate in the assessment. Those who can truly support a family of seven have an excellent risk resistance capacity. Why would they risk going to a satellite city for a little bit of happiness coins?
Let alone gathering 700 families, it would be almost impossible to gather 200 families, let alone 1400 people.

"So their purpose is to interfere with the prosecutor's choices?"

"It's possible, but maybe I'm overthinking it."

Cheng Ye didn't give a definitive answer, his gaze subtly drifting towards the direction of the North Checkpoint.

He didn't know if Ding Yishan was observing the changes in the scene at this moment, but obviously, because of his sudden rise to prominence, the prosecutors present seemed to have realized the problem.

Using triple points as bait to confuse the judge can easily lead the prosecutor into a trap if the prosecutor has an idealistic view.

Fortunately, each team has only recruited two hundred young and strong players so far, and if they react in time, there is still a chance to turn the tide.

Of course, it's only a slim possibility.

Now that the door has been opened for recruitment with extra pay, if it's closed later, other people aren't stupid. Why would they do the same work for you and get paid less?
"So what's our next plan?"

"We give priority to recruiting families with children, especially those from the mines. Their children are basically equivalent to 0.7 laborers, are very hardworking, and have high expectations for a better life."

Cheng Ye paused, his tone thoughtful, "But we must control the number. Based on a family of four, we can only recruit a maximum of 75 households."

75 households, exactly 300 people.

When he was introducing the children to the group of people, he didn't forget the two children that Lin Xiaoshan had brought.

The children looked shy and taciturn, but their eyes were surprisingly clear. They were most likely born and raised in the mines and had never ventured into the wilderness.

Whenever he mentions words like "plenty of food," "a safe home," "warm even when it rains," "stable future job," or "a bright and clean work environment," the two children's eyes light up.

If Dabo Town has stabilized, these children will become the main force of the new generation, and will be the most obedient and hardworking group.

But now that we're going to participate in the assessment and face the threats of the wilderness, we need to think carefully:

The children are not afraid of hardship and can handle most odd jobs, but someone must shield them from the harshness of the outside world and create a safe zone for them to develop.

Therefore, 300 people is the limit, and no more can be added.

"In addition, I originally planned to make direct contact with the refugees and find families with an adventurous spirit to serve as patrol teams in satellite cities, so that their loyalty and ability could be guaranteed."

"But now it seems that the people we are being screened and directed at the checkpoints have very fixed personalities. These families are all honest and hardworking types, so it may be difficult to find the kind of people I want."

"Therefore, we can't just sit here passively waiting for them to come and screen us. The patrol team's approach must change: recruit at least 50 young and strong men. If we calculate 16 people per team, we'll need 32 people for two shifts, and 48 people for three shifts. 50 people are just enough."

Cheng Ye's thoughts on young adults were very straightforward.

Instead of exploiting their labor, we should take advantage of their isolation and desire to make a name for themselves.

Anyway, none of them have any worries, and they all want to live a good life.

Sure, you don't have to work yourself to death. Just go to the most dangerous posts for patrols, and you can get extra pay without any problem.

But if you send honest people with families to the patrol team, they will have worries and will inevitably back down when it comes to fighting.

"So, what about the remaining 150 people? Should we give them to couples?" Wang Kang nodded in agreement. "Actually, we could increase the number of able-bodied men to 100, but that would put more pressure on our points. 50 people should be enough for protection and safety."

"Yes, enough manpower is fine. The terrain of Big Wave Town won't require heavy manpower for clearing tasks. Besides..."

Cheng Ye paused for a moment. When that time came, he would finally have a use for the action points he had accumulated.

As long as there are no real-time proctors, a few action points can easily bridge the slight labor gap, making it completely unnecessary to bring in a bunch of able-bodied young men.

When there are fewer people, they are more obedient; when there are more, the two of them can't manage them all.

Of course, it would be great if some militia members could be recruited from the community, but it's obvious that that's impossible.

If the militia could go with the construction, other high-ranking inspectors would be able to recruit even more talent, and even if they spent money, they could still attract a group of scoundrels willing to risk their lives in the shantytown.

At that point, it won't be a competition of who can resettle the displaced people, but a competition of who has the bigger fortune.

"We don't want any families with children or elderly members. Since it might be a trap, there's no need to try it."

Cheng Ye made the final decision.

This is also why he didn't do a staffing ratio calculation from the beginning.

If he could choose from the entire group of refugees, he could definitely pick out a bunch of large families willing to follow him.

However, if we only select from the people provided by the checkpoint, we must consider a bunch of additional factors and not just think about the future development of Big Wave Town.

Once we get the contracted job qualification, we'll have plenty of time to come back and recruit more people we like.

"Understood, Brother Cheng, I'll do exactly what you say!"

Wang Kang nodded emphatically, and then joked with a smile, "It's great to follow Brother Cheng. If I were sitting here making this decision, I would definitely be racking my brains!"

"Your task is not just to register information and distribute badges here. I will go over it again in the second round. The rest is up to you to explain to the people in the third and fourth rounds!"

“No problem!” Wang Kang agreed readily. “It’s no different from learning to sing or tell stories. Anyway, it’s all about chatting with people. If you say something right or wrong, there’s always a chance to smooth things over.”

"Good, keep up this momentum!"

Cheng Ye nodded with satisfaction.

By this time, more and more people had gathered, so the legion simply brought in four armed pickup trucks to help maintain order.

There were over a thousand people queuing up, but only 500 were being accepted; it was clearly impossible to let everyone in for an interview.

As per Cheng Ye's request, Da Long has already begun the first round of selection on the periphery.

The core selection criterion is based on families, but it is explicitly stated that families of seven are not eligible.

When this rule was announced, many large families in line were stunned, and voices of doubt immediately arose from the crowd: "Why can't a family of seven be allowed in? We work just as well as everyone else!"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Erlong and his men walked up from behind, glaring at him and retorting, "You're allowed to choose the prosecutors, but the prosecutors aren't allowed to choose the people?"

His gaze swept across the crowd, precisely locking onto the man who had started the shouting. "You, weren't you eliminated by us just now for demanding extra pay? What are you yelling about here now?"

A sheepish smile flashed across the man's face as he pulled the woman beside him to the back of the crowd, daring not to utter another sound.

Cheng Ye's gaze remained fixed on the two figures.

Sure enough, after leaving the group, the two went straight to the recruitment point for other prosecutors.

In the so-called "big family," there wasn't a single elderly person or child in sight; it was clearly a couple pretending to be family, taking advantage of the situation.

If it wasn't a deliberate arrangement by the checkpoint, then these two people are very likely "bad seeds" influenced by the traveler, having lost the thinking of normal people and becoming purely evil.

"Did the checkpoint deliberately select these kinds of people to come in, so that the junior inspectors could get used to dealing with vagrants in a controlled environment?"

Cheng Ye seemed to be deep in thought.

A group of third and fourth-term inspectors, who were assigned to specific areas, were veterans from the Great Expedition era. They only needed to take a stroll outside the city to gain a general understanding of the refugees and know what methods to use to deal with them.

However, the junior inspectors had not experienced these things before, and the second batch of satellite city assessments became a good opportunity for them to gain experience.

Compared to holding study sessions in a large theater, this kind of real-life scenario is obviously more educational.

"No wonder it's called a field, live-fire exercise."

Cheng Ye suddenly realized, "Even if I don't get the contract opportunity in the end, I can still gain some growth experience, and at least I won't be as naive as I am now."

Different positions lead to different considerations and focuses.

He was thinking about the development of Dabo Town, how to attract migrants, and how to win the competition.

Station chiefs like Ding Yishan and Ha Lin had to consider the overall coordination of their assigned areas, personnel arrangements, and the training of junior inspectors.

Everyone had their own "tasks," and Cheng Ye thought for a moment but didn't suggest to the guards that they arrest the two troublemakers.

Given the current situation, the prosecutors realized they needed to unite.

Although some pairs of teams may be eliminated in the selection process, it has completely turned the tide of the originally passive situation.

But these have nothing to do with him.

In the second round, five families entered, and these four-person families were clearly genuine families at a glance.

Three of the families came from the iron ore mine, and they were all honest families like Lin Xiaoshan's.

Cheng Ye simply called over Lin Xiaoshan, who had already received the badge, and asked him to accompany him and explain the process.

The other two families were either small families from the surrounding area, which should have a good ability to withstand risks, or they were very respectful.

“Prosecutor Cheng, my name is Sun Dazheng. I am a carpenter in the Tumo settlement. My wife, children and I can all do carpentry.”

The man was almost fifty years old, while his wife was only in her early thirties.

This is normal; such a combination actually demonstrates that Sun Dazheng is indeed very capable.

His children are 11 years old, a girl and a boy who is only 9. They are thin and weak and definitely cannot do any heavy work, so he explained the value of the technology in advance.

"Prosecutor Cheng, my name is Sun Xiaozheng. I can also do carpentry! And I can make hunting traps!"

When Cheng Ye looked at him, the little boy added in a low voice, his voice carrying a hint of timid pride.

what?
Cheng Ye was amused. "Your dad's name is Sun Dazheng, and your name is Sun Xiaozheng?"

"It was the lord who helped us name him. Xiao Zheng is very talented, much better than me."

Sun Dazheng hurriedly explained, but his expression darkened as he finished speaking, "The Tumer settlement was destroyed by the wave of infection, and the lord is dead. We hid in the surrounding area for a while and happened to run into the migration team, so we followed them all the way here."

The two places are more than 300 kilometers apart, which is not far, but it would take more than half a month to walk there. It is really not easy to take two small children with you.

Cheng Ye noted down the details of this family, then looked at the last household.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a family of four from the neighboring Yueye Shelter City.

This family clearly understood the intricacies of the Happiness City checkpoint better; they said they wanted to join Dabo Town without asking any questions, obviously knowing the significance of the surname "Cheng".

It's a pity that I only know the basics and don't know how desperately Inspector Cheng had to survive.

But for now, his unique formation, coupled with his prestigious family background, is indeed the best option in the eyes of these unsuspecting refugees.

"Using this tiger skin has indeed saved a lot of trouble."

Cheng Ye chuckled inwardly, "Very well, let the Cheng family's prestige continue and be carried forward in my hands."

He got up and explained the policy to the five families again.

Lin Xiaoshan followed beside him, imitating Bao Dashan as the straight man, praising the advantages of Dabo Town while reassuring everyone with his own choice.

As expected, all five families chose to stay, resulting in an additional twenty people.

"Xiaokang, I'll leave the rest to you. I'll be in charge of the initial screening."

"Don't worry!" After the two groups of people had passed by, Wang Kang had already learned the basics and readily agreed.

With only three hours left before the assessment deadline, time is running out, and we must speed things up.

Cheng Ye simply set up a three-tiered selection process: Da Long would conduct the first round of selection on the outermost edge, then he would conduct another round, and finally Wang Kang would determine the final selection.

This immediately boosted efficiency.

In just over an hour, more than 300 badges were distributed, and all 75 families had made their purchases.

Of these, 49 came from the mines; they were all honest people who were willing to work hard, which made up for the lack of basic labor.

The remaining 26 families, 17 of whom came from surrounding communities, all possessed some skills and survival abilities.

The remaining nine families all came from the surrounding sheltered cities. Their cognitive abilities were significantly higher than those of the other families, and it was clear that they had come purely for "Cheng".

Cheng Ye didn't reject them; generally speaking, such "smart people" were easier to win over as confidants. The higher their level of education, the stronger their ability to assess situations.

Once Dabo Town is truly operational, they are less likely to relocate to other satellite cities to start anew.

"Alright, everyone, listen to me!"

Cheng Ye clapped his hands, and the more than 300 people gathered around the model house immediately quieted down.

"For the next half day, I will invite three veterans from the Happiness City Pioneer Corps to teach everyone wilderness survival skills that can save your life in critical moments, as well as pioneering experience that can be used in Big Wave Town."

As Cheng Ye spoke, he pointed to the pickup truck parked next to him.

The three men, who had been dozing in the carriage, perked up at the sound, got off the train, and strode over.

After watching for so long, Cheng Ye's methods became increasingly unfathomable, but they also became more and more convinced of their initial judgment.

"Everyone, please welcome Elder Song, Elder He, and Elder Zhou!"

Before Cheng Ye could finish speaking, thunderous applause erupted from the audience.

Those who have struggled in the wilderness know all too well what "survival skills" mean.

Moreover, the faces of the three elders were incredibly convincing. To have lived to such an advanced age and to be so highly regarded by Cheng Ye, they must have real skills.

Amidst applause, Old Song stood on the makeshift platform, cleared his throat, and said, "I won't waste any more words. The terrain of Dabo Town isn't complicated, but there are a few key points to remember: First, slopes are prone to collapse during the rainy season. How do you tell? Look at the grass on the slope. If the roots of the grass have fresh soil attached, then it's loose, and you should get away from it immediately."

He spoke slowly, but every sentence hit the nail on the head.

The people below listened intently, and several women even led their children back a bit so that the man could get closer, afraid of missing a single word.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Ye had prepared this segment, which made the empty promises and meager rewards offered by the other prosecutors seem inferior in comparison.

This even prompted the inspectors under the 31st and 30th sunshades to curse under their breath, but after cursing, they secretly regretted it.

How come I never thought of such a simple way to win people's hearts?
Fortunately, no matter how capable Cheng Ye is, he can only recruit five hundred people, so he won't compete with them.

The location for participating in the contracted work did not conflict with theirs; the unlucky ones were Rococo and Garcia.

Otherwise, with such a formidable opponent by my side, what's the point of the assessment? I might as well go home, wash up, and go to bed.

And under the sunshade number 21.

Although Rococo and Garcia did not speak, the atmosphere inside the awning was as heavy as if it were about to rain.

Compared to the bustling queue of over a thousand people at No. 32, there seemed to be quite a few people on my side as well, with dozens of people in line.

The problem is that a third of them are slick human resources agents, and the rest come in and immediately ask, "How much more pay can you give me?"

I'll leave it at that.

After asking the crucial question, these people shook their heads and walked away, looking disappointed as if they had compared prices and found that theirs was no good. This made Garcia's teeth itch with rage.

"What if we can't even recruit 500 people and get eliminated in the first round?"

Garcia's face turned ashen after glancing at the box, which still contained at least 400 badges.

He wanted the guards to kick the intermediaries out, but he was also afraid of offending people and making it even harder to recruit people, so he was caught in a dilemma.

"It can't be that bad. You're a second-term prosecutor, how come your performance is worse than those first-term prosecutors?"

Rococo withdrew his gaze from the number 32 sunshade and asked a somewhat uneasy question.

Garcia didn't dare to say anything, only giving off a "you do it if you can" look.

"You go there and type, I'll talk, you write."

Rococo pondered for a moment, and after Garcia took his place, he said in a deep voice, "Dabo Town boasts unique geographical advantages and is highly competitive among satellite cities, making it a top choice attracting attention from all sides. The following is an announcement regarding the qualification and recruitment for the construction contract of Dabo Town: Currently, the units that have obtained the contract qualification are No. 21 and No. 32, and No. 32 has only 500 positions available."

"Those interested in participating in the construction of Dabo Town are encouraged to register as soon as possible. All construction plans on the 21st will align with those on the 32nd, and there will be no significant differences in policies. Due to limited places, priority will be given to applicants who register as a family unit. Young and middle-aged applicants will need to pass relevant reviews before being selected. We hope that all interested parties will seize this opportunity and register enthusiastically!"

"Ah this."

Garcia paused typing, looked up at Rocco, and said, "Then we'll be left with the leftovers, won't we?"

"Leftovers?"

Rococo scoffed, "Turn around and look, others want to eat, but they're not even qualified to!"

puff.

The Eastern clerk standing behind the two could hardly help but burst out laughing.

Fortunately, they were all professionally trained, and they quickly reached out and pinched his thigh, wincing in pain before suppressing their laughter.

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Garcia noticed the commotion and glanced at the two clerks.

Seeing that the two had their eyes downcast, looking as if they were indifferent to their own thoughts, his livid face softened slightly.

The flyers were printed out quickly, a full one hundred.

"Handing out flyers to those people over there isn't considered a foul, is it?"

“No violation of the rules.” The clerk next to him quickly replied, “As long as you don’t personally enter the refugee group for contact, it’s within the rules.”

"Okay, go and hand out these flyers to the person in line number 32."

Garcia was delighted and immediately ordered his clerk to take four guards over.

Seeing this eager expression, Rococo couldn't help but shake his head inwardly.

On the surface, the checkpoint seemed to be fighting between only the two major camps, the East and the West, but in reality, it had long since split into several factions and small groups, creating complete chaos.

Currently, there are four main factions: radicals, conservatives, academics, and emerging factions.

The first two are mostly senior prosecutors, while the latter two are mostly junior prosecutors.

Radicals want to restore the checkpoint to its former glory and regain control.

Conservatives are pragmatic and advocate building high walls, stockpiling grain, and delaying the declaration of kingship.

The academic school emphasizes using science to prevent and control the source of infection, and is trying to change the checkpoints to the technology check model currently used by all super shelter cities within the Torch Alliance, abandoning the outdated manual check model.

However, all three are based on checkpoints, only the new faction has a different ideology.

Garcia was one of the emerging faction.

They wanted to unite talents from other agencies to enter the checkpoint and transform it into a massive system encompassing scientific research, industry, human resources, production, and military capabilities.

Of course, that's the official explanation; to put it bluntly, it's just about siding with other factions within the government.

Although it's unclear which faction Garcia is aligned with, his brainless demeanor is remarkably similar to those reckless members of the Extraordinary Faction.

If you continue to act so recklessly, you'll never be able to advance to the third stage in this lifetime.

I watched as the clerk walked to line number 32 and began handing out flyers.

After a brief commotion, over a hundred people actually started walking and headed towards number 21.

Garcia quickly sat up straight, trying his best to appear more composed, but his eyes couldn't hide his excitement.

The first people to line up were a couple. The man stepped forward excitedly and said:

"Sir, my name is Chang Wen, and this is my wife, Hu Yun. We are a family of seven and we would like to join your team."

"Oh? Where are your family members?" Garcia was secretly delighted, but remained outwardly calm.

“They’re all waiting in the formation! My parents are hardworking, and my kids have been tough since they were little.” Chang Wen said, pointing to the formation. A middle-aged man and woman immediately waved in response, and there were three young men and women standing next to them, who all looked like they could contribute.

"Your parents are so young? And your child is so mature?"

Garcia frowned slightly. "Where's your identification? Let me see."

"At this!"

Chang Wen quickly pulled out a piece of paper, on which was written "family of seven" in a bright red, with the checkpoint's screening mark at the bottom.

With this mark, you can get triple points, and all seven of them look like they're all hard workers.

Even if their age is a bit unusual, they've already been screened at the checkpoint, so it's none of their business.

However, just as Garcia was about to agree, Rocco, who had been silent all along, suddenly coughed lightly: "You two, were you the first batch to go to number 32?"

"Huh?" Chang Wen was taken aback for a moment, then gave an awkward laugh: "You have excellent eyesight, sir!"

"Then why not join number 32?" Rococo's voice was devoid of emotion.

"Number 32 doesn't accept families of seven! They only accept families of four!"

"Really?" Rococo turned his head and, after receiving an affirmative reply from the clerk, felt a sense of doubt.

A family of seven gets triple points, yet Cheng Ye just gave up?

why?
He was a little confused, but seeing the long line behind him and the impatient Garcia, he didn't say anything more.

Seeing this, Garcia immediately said, "Have your family come over."

"Yes, thank you, sir!"

Chang Wen left his wife to reserve a spot, then rushed back to the formation and quickly brought his "family" over.

But this group of people looked very unfamiliar; the elderly, adults, and children each formed their own groups, as if they had been put together temporarily.

"Could it be because these families of seven were forcibly assembled at the checkpoint?"

Rococo pondered to himself, and the more he thought about it, the more something seemed amiss.

After glancing at the direction of number 32 and then shifting his gaze back to the long queue behind him, he simply stood up and said, "Sorry, we don't accept families of seven here."

"Huh?" Garcia had just taken seven badges out of the box when his hand froze in mid-air, and he subconsciously pulled it back.

The Chang family's expressions changed drastically. They were first incredulous, then filled with indignation. Just as they were about to speak, they were stopped by Rokuk's gaze.

Upon seeing this, the guards nearby immediately understood and surrounded them.

"Please leave."

Chang Yun opened her mouth, clenched her fists, but in the end she still left with her family.

But when he turned around after walking to the side, his eyes were filled with the same resentment that Garcia knew all too well.

"Isn't that unnecessary?" Garcia opened his mouth.

“It’s necessary.” Rococo shook his head slightly. “Although I can’t quite put my finger on what’s wrong, since he doesn’t want this family of seven, we don’t want them either.”

“When competing on the same stage, his advantage lies in these ingenious ideas and methods, which we do not have. But our biggest advantage is our familiarity with the wilderness and our construction experience, which he also lacks.”

"To beat him, we need to find a way to play to our strengths and avoid our weaknesses. We need to recruit people who are as aligned with him as possible. That would be to our advantage. If we take in these families of seven, the variables will be too great."

"Well, you have a point."

Since Rocco had said so, Garcia didn't think much of it and immediately had the guards pass on the new rules.

The team immediately erupted in curses, but perhaps because Cheng Ye's rules were the first thing people heard, the others felt that both sides were on the same page and became even more enthusiastic.

the other side.

Wang Kang had just finished leading a tour group, drank a whole tank of cold water, and panted, "Brother Cheng, they're trying to poach our staff over there!"

"It's alright, let them dig." Cheng Ye counted out eight badges and handed them to the newly selected young men. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the family of seven in shed number 21 had been kicked out, and he couldn't help but smile.

"You've learned from me to this extent?"

He felt a little speechless and amused.

People's hearts are not something that can be won over by slogans; they need concrete measures and hope.

He had been preparing for so long before he had the confidence to say that he could keep these families who came to him, and he had the confidence and plan to lead this group of people to start construction.

He might be wary if Rokuk came up with some unexpected tricks, but he's just following along step by step.
How do you say that?

Those who learn from me will live, those who resemble me will die!

"Xiaokang, there are only seventy people left. Let's give it our all and try to finish work ahead of schedule!"

Cheng Ye got up and stretched his shoulders. There weren't many "Little Blackie" badges left in the box. Judging by the current situation, they would be all gone in another hour.

Meanwhile, the crowd listening to the three district elders' lectures grew larger and larger, with questions frequently being asked, creating a lively yet orderly scene.

Compared to the other prosecutors who were overwhelmed and exhausted by the intermediaries, Cheng Ye turned his head and looked at the two Western prosecutors under the awning next door.

Perhaps because of his popularity, many people got tired of queuing and simply went to number 31 to try their luck. At that moment, there were two or three hundred people queuing in front of the tent.

The two Western prosecutors under the shed looked up and their eyes met Cheng Ye's.

The two were taken aback at first, then smiled helplessly and shrugged.

The slightly upturned corners of his mouth seemed to say, "Stop cursing, we're just at this level," or perhaps he was frankly admitting, "Dude, you're really capable, we admire you."

"come on!"

Cheng Ye couldn't help but laugh.

Sure enough, that's how it really is inside the system.

People may choose sides and engage in factional struggles, but those who are truly capable will eventually overcome all the obstacles and earn the respect they deserve.

This job as a prosecutor is getting more and more interesting!
(End of this chapter)