On the dinner table.

Jiang Taizhe lowered his head and was silent.

Perhaps it was a little sore neck, and he looked up to soothe it, but happened to meet a stern gaze from the other side.

"I want to talk to you about something." The person on the other side spoke, in an old-fashioned tone.

"What should come is always coming." Jiang Taizhe sighed secretly, put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, and sat up straight.

When the man opposite saw this scene, a trace of relief flashed in his eyes, but no one else noticed it.

"Taizhe, you turned down Berkeley's interview." The man spoke, without dragging mud and water.

"I'm sorry."

"Do you know what the consequences of doing this are?" The man's voice was still calm.

He is Kang Jin-hyuk. Chief Public Prosecutor, Goyang-si, Gyeonggi-do, Republic of Korea.

Jiang Taizhe looked at the man in front of him with a complicated face.

The figure is not tall, and it is even a little small compared to Jiang Taizhe's height of more than one meter and eighty, but he exudes the aura of a superior person.

His hair was neatly combed behind his head, he was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed tortoiseshell glasses, and his facial features were not outstanding, but he had his own temperament with Yan Sù's expression.

Kang Tae-cheol clearly knew how capable his father was.

In South Korea, prosecutors generally have a two- to three-year rotation system in order to prevent abuse of power.

And Kang Jin-hyuk has been in the position of chief prosecutor of Gaoyang City for five years!

In the future, he will continue to control the inspection system in Gaoyang City.

Jiang Taizhe sighed imperceptibly and said to Jiang Zhenhe. "I want to choose the road ahead."

"Besides, Seoul isn't bad, is it?"

After a long time, Jiang Zhenhe slowly spoke.

"I will respect your choice."

"I'll prove it to you." Kang Tae-chul responded. Signaling that he was full, he turned and went upstairs.

"Husband, you see how ambitious our son is." The woman next to her, who had been silent, spoke at this time.

"Li Meihui, your son is much smarter than you." Jiang Zhenhyuk glanced at her with a slanted eye.

"Of course, don't you see whose son it is?" Li Meihui raised her head proudly, not understanding the meaning of Jiang Jinhyuk's words at all.

"Have you forgotten who is there in Seoul?"

"You mean"

"Yes, your son is holding this mind, just a little slippery."

In the bedroom, Jiang Tae-cheol looked at the page on the table in distraction.

Seoul National University

"I don't know if it's right or wrong to do this" Jiang Taizhe was a little confused, and then regained his firmness.

"It's one step closer to her, isn't it?"

"It's really hard to chase like this."

"But who made her so good."

In front of the room, Jiang Taizhe stood there and nodded while agreeing "inside, inside".

Lee Mi-hye chattered for a long time before stopping, looking at Jiang Zhenhyuk next to her.

Kang Jin-hyuk patted Kang Tae-cheol on the shoulder, said 'work hard' and stopped talking.

Kang Tae-cheol bowed to his parents and turned to get into the car.

In the car, the driver looked at Jiang Taizhe's reddened eyes in the rearview mirror and smiled slightly, started the engine and left.

In front of the house.

"What do you mean your eyes are red?" Lee Mi-hye looked at Kang Jin-hyuk with a grin.

"The wind and sand have lost my eyes." Jiang Zhenhe's face does not change color, and the spring water next to him is trickle, and the trees are shady.

Inside the car.

Jiang Taizhe watched the familiar scenery on both sides gradually fade away, and high-rise buildings gradually appeared in the distance.

Completely different from Gao Yang's breath, Jiang Taizhe looked out the window.

"Seoul, I'm coming,"

Wanting to remember the breath here, Jiang Taizhe took a deep breath, and then scolded.

"The car in front, who told you to eat durian with the window open?"

It's still very early to leave school, and Kang Tae-chul came to participate in an elite event at Seoul University.

The so-called elite activity is to gather those students with extremely high scores in advance to organize a mental health education activity, and check the household registration book by the way.

By the way, this event is organized by Samsung, Hyundai, LG and has been held several times so far.

Kang Tae-chul repaired at home for a day and then took the subway to Seoul National University.

Seoul National University has three campuses, including Gwanak and Yeongeon, and Kang Tae-cheol is located on Gwanak.

The main campus is located at the foot of Gwanaksan Mountain on the south bank of the Han River and in the southern suburbs of Seoul, 16 kilometers away from the city center, with an area of 4.3 square kilometers.

Came to the door of one of the auditoriums indicated on the letter, and there were two security guards standing at the door. Jiang Tae-cheol was about to go in, and felt that the corner of his clothes was being pulled.

Looking back, it was a little girl with baby fat, big eyes blinking, white and tender skin, tall and long legs, and she looked like a beautiful seedling.

Kang Tae-cheol has always been a good boy who can't walk when he sees a beautiful woman, and he has always been a good boy who helps others, so of course he has to ask what's going on.

"Anihassai, can you do me a favor?" The little girl bowed ninety degrees.

"Don't know what I need to do?" Jiang Taizhe didn't dare to agree all at once, what if this little girl fell in love with herself?

"I want to go in, can you take me in?" The little girl bit her lip and looked at Jiang Taizhe nervously, for fear that he would say a word.

"Can I bring someone in?" Jiang Taizhe flipped through the letter, but there was no specific hint on it.

"Can't you?" The little girl didn't hear what Jiang Taizhe meant, and her little face immediately lost its luster and wrinkled.

Jiang Taizhe couldn't stand such a mental attack, and he was busy comforting the little girl.

Seeing a figure in the afterglow, Jiang Taizhe looked happy, said to the little girl to wait, ran over to the person, and said a lot.

The little girl saw that Jiang Taizhe was slapped by the man, and just wanted to help, Jiang Taizhe came back.

"Let's go!" Jiang Tae-cheol took the little girl's hand and walked in with a swagger.

Where can you care about the shy red on the little girl's face?

Walking into the venue, the auditorium of 200 people was already full, and when he found two empty seats in the corner, Jiang Taizhe hurriedly took the girl's hand over.

The people above were debugging the equipment, and Jiang Taizhe and the others were bored and a little distracted.

"Thank you for your help." The little girl next to her sat on the seat and made a very strict etiquette.

Jiang Taizhe just wanted to giggle a few words, but when he saw the serious and even holy expression on the little girl's face, he was serious all of a sudden.

With the same courtesy, the little girl spoke again.

"Hello, my name is Xu Zhuxian, thank you very much for your help!" Miss Xu Zhuxian is very serious.

"My name is Kang Tae-cheol, and it's a pleasure to meet you." Facing such a serious classmate, Jiang Taizhe felt a little awkward.

"One of the teachers who gave the lecture today is a professor whom I admire very much, so I am very offensive to ask you to bring me in."

seemed to know what Jiang Taizhe wanted to ask, and Xu Zhuxian consciously said it.

"Oh", Kang Tae-chul said in understanding, and Koreans have an inexplicable respect for knowledge.

The speech on the stage began, and an old man with round glasses and two mustaches came up.

"It's ugly." Jiang Taizhe couldn't help but complain secretly.

Look at Xu Zhuxian next to him, with a look of adoration.

The people on the stage looked like pointing at the country and scolding Fang Xuan, and Jiang Taizhe in the audience had lowered his head sleepily.

In a daze, he felt that someone was shaking himself vigorously, and Jiang Taizhe was suddenly awakened.

Looking at the dissatisfied Xu Zhuxian classmate in front of him, Jiang Taizhe was stunned.

"With such a powerful professor explaining your doubts, how can you fall asleep?"

Xu Zhuxian seemed to have made up his mind, his little face was flushed, and he finally squeezed out a sentence, "I'm very disappointed in you." ”

"I'm angry."

The voice is like that of a mosquito, but it is firm and cannot be refuted.