After leaving the Arrest Bureau office building, Wang Yu returned to his car, pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag, then shook his head with a wry smile after thinking about the recent events. Such an outcome was not unexpected for him.
Before coming here, he had known it would turn out this way, yet he had still harbored a sliver of hope, believing a miracle might happen, that perhaps Zhao Tianyang would immediately express his support after hearing him out. However, no miracle occurred.
Zhao Tianyang had refused him, and even scolded him harshly, but Wang Yu bore no grudge against Zhao Tianyang because he could understand Zhao, especially since he knew him well.
Zhao Tianyang was essentially an upright man, and even more so as the Deputy Director of the Bird City Arrest Bureau. If someone barged into his office proposing the establishment of a gang and seeking the support of the police, it would be out of character for Zhao not to be upset.
