Little Wade hesitated for a moment and said with some difficulty, "This is hard to verify... he, he’s already outside..."

To be honest, the sudden appearance of William Walker had also caused considerable trouble for Little Wade. William Walker's request for a meeting was undoubtedly out of order—it's not as if just anyone can swagger into the Deputy Chief Prosecutor's office at the provincial procuratorate and demand an audience.

Wouldn’t that throw everything into chaos?

But Little Wade didn’t dare underestimate William Walker.

He looked very young, but there was nothing immature about him—none of that green, student-like air. That steady presence made it hard for Little Wade to guess his age. However, one thing was certain: William Walker was not at all afraid of him, the deputy chief prosecutor’s secretary.

If he really was the grandson of Wang Laohu, then everything would make sense.

"Did he say what it was about?"

Henry Jones's brows furrowed.

He didn’t like situations that were out of his control.

Most people in high positions are like this—they enjoy the sense of security and accomplishment that comes from having everything under control.

"He... he said he wants to report something..."

As Little Wade said this, he hesitated a little, and his expression was rather odd.

Working at the procuratorate, he was no stranger to "reporting" things. The key issue was that the other party claimed to be Wang Laohu’s grandson, yet came to the procuratorate to report something, which made Little Wade feel it was unreliable. If he really wanted to report something, why not just go to his own grandfather? With one phone call from Wang Laohu, Director Zhou would have to pay a personal visit, right? Even though the two didn’t have much work overlap, the etiquette of "respecting the elderly and the virtuous" was still important.

"Let him in!"

After a brief pause, Henry Jones put down his newspaper and said sternly.

Since the man said he wanted to report something, both emotionally and logically, he couldn’t just turn him away. Moreover, Henry Jones keenly sensed that today’s matter might be quite complicated.

The first impression of the meeting was not pleasant.

That cocky smile of William Walker’s was something many leaders disliked.

This guy was clearly a troublemaker.

Troublemakers are never very welcome anywhere.

A leader as rigorous as Henry Jones especially disliked these self-important, "I’m number one" young people. Considering he claimed to be Wang Laohu’s grandson, Henry Jones could just barely accept it.

William Walker knew he was naturally sarcastic and that it wasn’t likable, but it was hard to change—he was just born that way. No matter how much he tried to restrain himself, his true nature would slip out if he wasn’t careful. Over time, he just stopped caring.

Whatever!

This time, coming to Henry Jones’s office, William Walker was actually trying to be careful, but he still caught a flash of displeasure in Henry Jones’s eyes. Of course, it was gone in an instant. At Henry Jones’s level, leaders could usually control their expressions very well.

"Chief Prosecutor, this is William Walker, a third-year student in the criminal investigation program at Tiannan Police Academy!"

Little Wade led William Walker in and reported to Henry Jones in a formal tone.

By this time, Deputy Chief Prosecutor Zhou had already left the reception area and was sitting upright behind his impressive desk, his face stern. He listened to Little Wade’s introduction with a straight face, then finally pulled the corner of his mouth into what could be considered a smile for William Walker.

Today, William Walker was wearing his police academy student uniform, the collar buttoned tightly, looking extremely formal. He marched up to Henry Jones’s desk with a standard military stride and saluted.

"Hello, Chief Prosecutor Zhou!"

Henry Jones wasn’t in uniform, but he still raised his hand in return.

"Hello!"

He immediately got to the point.

"William Walker, what brings you to see me today?"

He didn’t offer William Walker a seat.

Henry Jones was not known for being approachable; he had his own rules for dealing with people. Not to mention that William Walker’s identity was "in question"—even if he was definitely Wang Laohu’s grandson, Henry Jones had no intention of giving him any special treatment in his office.

"Chief Prosecutor Zhou, I am Wang Hu’s grandson. The head of Dafa Futures Brokerage, Julia Walker, is my aunt."

Unexpectedly, William Walker brought this up himself.

Henry Jones looked at him impassively, saying nothing.

Little Wade frowned slightly in secret.

This kid was really arrogant, and he didn’t seem very smart either. Emphasizing in front of Henry Jones that he was the direct grandson of the Wang family—what was that supposed to mean? Was he trying to show off?

Having worked with Henry Jones, Little Wade had seen plenty of second-generation officials and privileged kids, but rarely anyone as self-important as William Walker!

In terms of manners and speech, most of them were very well-behaved, showing good family upbringing.

In fact, young people from such backgrounds usually had pride in their bones, but outwardly they were elegant, even with an indescribable aristocratic air.

William Walker fell short in this regard.

And why did he specifically mention Julia Walker?

In Henry Jones’s eyes, Julia Walker, a former state official who had resigned to go into business, carried almost no weight.

All the prestige of the Wang family depended on Wang Laohu. Without that towering figure, what was Julia Walker?

But what William Walker said next shocked Little Wade.

"Chief Prosecutor Zhou, at the request of my aunt Julia Walker, I am formally reporting the illegal and criminal activities of Yunfan Shijia Co., Ltd. and its chairman, Yang Yun!"

Even Henry Jones instantly sat up straight!