We asked you to make an anti-corruption film, but you made one in the name of the people!

The day after "The Storm" aired, the Supreme People's Procuratorate happened to have a routine meeting.

Inside the conference room, an oval table could seat about twenty people, and the heads of various departments and bureaus were all present.

Zhao Jian sat in the main seat with documents spread out in front of him. Next to him was Deputy Chief Prosecutor Liu, and next to him was Director of the Political Department Zhou.

Old Han sat on the side, a notebook in front of him, a pen in his hand, but he hadn't written more than a few words.

The first half of the meeting consisted of routine content—studying and conveying the directives from higher authorities, outlining key tasks for the next stage, and having each department report on its progress.

As Lao Han listened, he became a little distracted, his mind still replaying the plot of last night's "Raging Storm".

Chief Prosecutor Zhao chaired the meeting in a clear and organized manner, asking the questions that needed to be asked and making the decisions that needed to be made, without being long-winded.

When it came time to summarize, he put down his pen, picked up his teacup, took a sip, and looked around the conference room.

This was a sign that he was about to say something unrelated to the main topic, and everyone present understood, so they all sat up straight.

"I have something to tell you." Prosecutor Zhao put down his teacup, his voice not loud but clear, "Did everyone watch the premiere of 'Raging Storm' last night?"

A slight commotion arose in the conference room.

Some people nodded, some hummed in agreement, and some smiled. Old Han neither nodded nor smiled, but he put down his pen.

Zhao Jian looked at everyone and said, "I watched the first episode, and I'd like to share a few thoughts."

The meeting room fell silent.

"First, this drama clearly explains the complexity of the fight against organized crime. People used to think that the fight against organized crime was just about catching bad guys. After watching this drama, they realized that some bad guys are not born bad, but are forced by their environment. This understanding is more important than how many people are caught."

"Secondly, the functions of the procuratorial organs are reflected in the drama. Although the main characters are police officers, the role of the procuratorate is not absent. The review and approval of arrests, the review and prosecution, and legal supervision are all reflected. Xiaolin has a good grasp of the balance. He neither overshadows the police nor neglects the work of the procuratorate."

"Thirdly—" Prosecutor Zhao paused for a moment, "the broadcast of this drama will promote the special campaign against organized crime. When the public watches it, they will know what we are doing, why we are doing it, and what the results will be. This publicity effect is more effective than issuing a hundred documents."

Deputy Chief Prosecutor Lao Liu chimed in from the side: "Prosecutor Zhao, I watched this show last night too. After watching the first episode, I wanted to watch the second one. Zhang Songwen's acting was good, and Lin Mo's directing was also excellent."

Zhao Jian nodded and looked at Lao Han: "Lao Han, Lin Mo is one of your people. Say a few words."

All eyes turned to Old Han.

Old Han sat up straight and cleared his throat: "Prosecutor Zhao, everyone, Lin Mo is on temporary assignment at the Ministry of Public Security. This drama was spearheaded by the Ministry of Public Security, with the Supreme People's Procuratorate as a co-producer. He worked there for a few months and made 'Police and People Working Together' a success, growing his fan base from zero to over eight million. He also finished filming 'Raging Waves,' and everyone has seen the results of its broadcast. As his former superior, I am happy for him."

He paused, then added, "But he's still one of our Supreme People's Procuratorate personnel; he'll come back when his secondment ends."

A burst of laughter filled the conference room.

Zhao Jian's lips twitched slightly, but he didn't laugh out loud, though it was clear he was in a good mood.

He waved his hand, his smile fading, and his tone became serious: "Old Han is right. Lin Mo is from our Supreme People's Procuratorate. He does a good job in the Ministry of Public Security, and people will say that people from the Supreme People's Procuratorate are different. This reputation is more effective than any award."

He stood up: "Alright, meeting adjourned."

The group got up and started to walk outside.

Old Han was walking at the very back when Prosecutor Zhao called out to him, "Old Han, could you stay behind for a moment?"

Old Han walked back, and only the two of them remained in the conference room.

Zhao Jian gestured for him to sit down, and then sat down himself, rubbing his temples. After a meeting that had lasted for more than an hour, at his age, his energy was indeed waning.

"Old Han, how long is Lin Mo's temporary assignment?" Inspector Zhao asked.

Old Han thought for a moment: "More than half a year, until the middle of next year."

Zhao Jian nodded: "When you contact him, tell him to take care of his health. He's been working non-stop for the past few months, filming 'The Storm' and then coming back to make short videos. Even an iron man can't keep up."

Old Han said, "Prosecutor Zhao, I've already spoken to him. Last time he came back, I talked to him for a while, and he said he knew what he was doing."

Zhao Jian hummed in agreement, paused for a few seconds, and then said, "I plan to have the entire procuratorate organize a group viewing of his film, 'The Storm.' All the procuratorial staff should watch it, not just for the spectacle, but to understand the intricacies, to see how the crackdown on organized crime is carried out, and to see how the public views it."

Old Han nodded: "Prosecutor Zhao, that's a good idea. I'll go back and make arrangements, set a time, and air a few episodes each week."

Zhao Jian stood up: "Alright, go ahead."

......

In the first few days after the broadcast of "Raging Waves", the atmosphere in the Ministry of Public Security building was noticeably different.

In the past, during lunchtime, people in the cafeteria would talk about everyday matters, children's schooling, and where to go on weekends.

Now, as soon as you enter the cafeteria, all you hear are "Gao Qiqiang", "An Xin", and "Old Factory Street".

If you didn't know better, you'd think you'd walked into a film crew's canteen.

Lin Mo carried his tray and found a corner to sit down. Before he had even taken a few bites, someone sat down next to him.

Xiao Wang from the Criminal Investigation Bureau.

"Director Lin, I have a question for you." Xiao Wang lowered his voice, as if he were doing something clandestine.

"you say."

"What exactly happened to Gao Qiqiang after that? Can you give me a spoiler?"

Lin Mo picked up a piece of braised pork, chewed it, and then said, "If I spoil the plot for you, what's the point of watching the rest?"

Xiao Wang's face fell: "Director Lin, this isn't very interesting."

Another person joined in, Xiao Zhao from the Cyber ​​Security Bureau, squeezing in with a tray: "Director Lin, please ignore him, he just loves to spoil the plot. I don't want to ask about the story, I just want to ask one thing—does Zhang Songwen look alike with Gao Qiqiang?"

Lin Mo thought for a moment: "Completely unlike him. He is very gentle, speaks slowly, and never gets angry with anyone."

On its fifth day of airing, the popularity of "The Storm" has only increased.

Every day, at least three trending topics on Weibo are related to "The Storm," and sometimes as many as five or six.

The scene on Douyin was even more lively, with a flood of fan-made videos. Some were edited together to show Gao Qiqiang and An Xin in a scene together, some were made into memes of Xu Jiang smashing the TV, and some were made into parodies of Tang Xiaolong and his brother.