In a coffee shop near the Seoul Supreme Prosecutors' Office, Chen Tianyang handed a file bag to his junior who was sitting opposite him.
"Senior, can I take a look?" The junior student saw Chen Tianyang's solemn expression, which made him a little nervous.
Chen Tianyang hummed: "It doesn't matter. You see, I still have to rely on you to hand it over to the Anti-Monopoly Department. It's a pity that you are not from the Economic Investigation Department, otherwise I would just give it to you directly."
In fact, Chen Tianyang didn't want his junior to see this thing. It wasn't that he didn't trust it, but he didn't want his junior to get involved.
This matter involves the Handao Group. Even though my junior is already a prosecutor, it is still somewhat dangerous to get involved.
However, this document needs to be handed over to the Anti-Monopoly Department by the junior student himself. If he doesn't understand anything, it will be troublesome. In fact, Chen Tianyang can also be an ordinary whistleblower, but in this case, too many people will handle this document, which may cause some unexpected problems.
Let the junior student hand it over directly to a prosecutor he can trust, and get it done in one step.
However, when Chen Tianyang was a prosecutor, he didn't have many acquaintances in the Anti-Monopoly Department, otherwise he wouldn't have needed his junior's help.
The junior student took out the document, flipped through it briefly, and his eyelids immediately twitched: "This... Seoul Airlines is indirectly controlled by Korean Air? Isn't it..."
"Isn't it written very clearly above?" Chen Tianyang said indifferently.
"Senior, is this why you asked me to go to the Economic Investigation Department to retrieve the information of Seoul Airlines?" The younger brother's face turned pale. After just reading the first page, he felt his heart pounding. He realized that he seemed to be involved in a serious incident.
A long time ago, Chen Tianyang had asked this junior from the Seoul Law School for help. However, Chen Tianyang did not mention that he was looking into the Korean Air monopoly.
The junior student did not think much about it. After all, Air Seoul was smaller than Korean Air and Asiana Airlines, and did not have any special problems. Therefore, the filing documents of Air Seoul in the prosecutor's system were normal and there was nothing to hide.
However, it is worth mentioning that Air Seoul, which usually seems to be a well-behaved younger brother, is indirectly controlled by Korean Air. The reason is that Korean Air's parent company, Hando Group, has already occupied an absolute dominant position in land and sea transportation. If it is in a dominant position in shipping, it will be very dangerous.
Although monopoly is a debatable issue in South Korea, Hando Group’s exaggerated monopoly in the logistics industry is still intolerable.
In fact, even if Korean Air indirectly controls Air Seoul, it has not reached the so-called monopoly red line. But the problem is that there is a high probability that Korean Air will acquire Asiana Airlines. If the acquisition is successful, the top three domestic airlines will be merged into one, which is obviously a monopoly red line.
As far as I know, if Korean Air only acquires Asiana Airlines, it will barely not cross the monopoly red line. However, judging from the documents provided by Chen Tianyang, if Seoul Airlines is added, it will definitely trigger a monopoly.
This means that Korean Air cannot legally acquire Asiana Airlines, as the acquisition would be suspected of monopoly. However, no one had previously noticed that Korean Air also controlled Air Seoul through complex means to avoid monopoly investigations.
Once this document is made public, not only will Korean Air be legally blocked from acquiring Asiana Airlines, but it will also easily lead to condemnation from public opinion.
The fact that Korean Air and Air Seoul are one and the same is enough to cause heated discussions in society. There is no way around it. The Hando Group behind them has already dominated land and sea transportation, and now even air transportation is not immune. It is not enough to indirectly control the third largest airline, they also want to acquire the second largest airline. Their expansion ambitions are obvious.
"You just need to serve this document and you don't have to get involved."
The junior student was still a little worried: "This document will not only prevent Korean Air from acquiring Asiana Airlines, but will also cause great public pressure on Handao Group. Will it cause a backlash from Handao Group..."
"So if you want to clear yourself, just say that you received an anonymous report." Chen Tianyang pondered for a moment: "I was not very familiar with the Anti-Monopoly Division before, and now so many years have passed, I am even less clear about the situation of the Supreme Procuratorate. Just find a prosecutor you think you can trust. This document clearly describes the means by which Korean Air indirectly controls Seoul Airlines, and it is not difficult to handle the case."
"But……"
"Nothing to worry about." Chen Tianyang said, "Just say you received an anonymous report and just forwarded it to the appropriate department. Stay out of it. Why can't you even help the senior deliver something?"
The junior student quickly put away the documents: "No, no, I am worried about your safety, after all..."
"I'm a dead man now, what do I have to be afraid of?"
"This..." The junior student didn't know how to respond to this. After collecting the documents, he said awkwardly, "I understand. I will pass it on."
Chen Tianyang stood up and said, "After this incident, let's try not to meet each other. I will probably be in a lot of trouble in the future, so I don't want to cause trouble for you."
"Senior, don't say that."
"I'm very grateful that you can help me so much." Chen Tianyang smiled and said, "Okay, I'll treat you today. Can you add some wine?"
"Since senior is treating, I won't be polite." The junior student chuckled and said, "Two more bottles of shochu."
Chen Tianyang looked around: "Wait a moment, I'll go to the front to find the boss, two bottles of soju, right?"
After saying that, Chen Tianyang stood up and walked towards the front desk at the store entrance.
The junior turned around and glanced at Chen Tianyang's back. When Chen Tianyang walked away, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and was finally replaced by a winter-like coldness. Suddenly, he took out his cell phone and dialed a number.
Soon the call was connected, and the junior student sighed: "Secretary Chen? I want to meet the president. I have something important to give him."
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The moon is low and the stars are setting, and a residential community in Yangcheng is brightly lit. Compared with other nearby communities, the occupancy rate of this community is obviously much higher.
Eighty percent of the properties in this community are owned by Muhua Airlines, which means that this is actually the employee community of Muhua Airlines. Whether new or old employees, whether pilots or cabin crew, all are accommodated here.
Of course, the housing provided will be different depending on the position and level.
For example, the captain or department head can be assigned one room per person, while the co-pilot and others can basically be assigned two people per room, but there are two bedrooms in the room, which can also be assigned one person per room. Below that, two people per room, four people per room.
In addition, the best place is the row of single-family villas near the artificial lake in the community. Only high-level leaders of Muhua Airlines can live there.
However, compared with the high occupancy rate of ordinary houses, the occupancy rate of small villas provided for senior leaders is not high. In fact, this is normal, as senior leaders basically have their own big houses, so they would not live in small villas here.
There was a light on the second floor of a , where Park Deok-gyu (Lu Yong-jian) who had returned from Korea lived.
Previously, because of Xu Cang's strong intervention and request for a replacement to avoid the Busan air crash , the relationship between Park Deok-gyu and Ma Cheng became strained. Although Park Deok-gyu has a deep foundation in Muhua, he is no match for Ma Cheng, who is being trained as a successor.
Park Deok-gyu also had a very bad temper. Feeling offended, he simply resigned and returned to Korea.
He thought that with his work experience, he would be able to thrive in Korea. Then, naturally, he applied for a job at Korean Air. Korean Air was willing to recognize his technical level, but was unwilling to give him an administrative position.
Park Deok-gyu was not happy about this. Asking him, who was once a high-ranking official in the Safety Supervision Department of Muhua Airlines, to be just a captain, wasn't that a waste of talent?
So, after working for a few days, Park Deok-gyu resigned from Korean Air again. After much deliberation, he shamelessly returned to Muhua Airlines.
However, when he returned to Muhua Airlines, he encountered the same problem as he had encountered at Korean Air. That is, Muhua Airlines was willing to give him a letter of appointment as captain, but his previous administrative position in the Safety Supervision Department had already been taken by someone else, so it was impossible for him to be reinstated for the time being.
Park Deok-gyu was completely dumbfounded. He felt so happy when he left, but when he came back, the job had been occupied by someone else and he had no place left.
However, this time Park Deok-gyu had thought it through and did not mention leaving. He still had some acquaintances in Muhua Airlines, and if he waited for a while, he could get back on his feet. If he left again, his previous connections would probably be gone.
Because he had disposed of all his properties in Yangcheng when he left Muhua Airlines, he had to live in the employee community of Muhua Airlines. However, Muhua Airlines treated him well. In name, Park Deok-gyu did not have an administrative position, but the company still arranged a small villa for him.
But even so, Park Deok-gyu was actually still quite dissatisfied and felt that he had been wronged.
Of course, things are different now and we have to endure the anger. Besides, the former Crown Prince Muhua has already ascended the throne, so how could Park Deok-gyu dare to act so arrogantly?
However, he recently heard that Ma Cheng's position was unstable. Park Deok-gyu felt very happy and wished that Ma Cheng would be overthrown the next day.
However, no matter what the outcome for Ma Cheng is, we can just buy time here. There will be no improvement in the short term.
In the bedroom on the second floor, Park Deok-gyu was tasting red wine while looking at the documents in his hand.
There are quite a few photos and paper data files scattered on the small table in front of him. If you look closely, you can see that most of the photos are of aircraft wreckage, with the background either in the water or on the reefs.
"China Airlines Flight 661!" Park Deok-gyu first put down his glass, then threw the documents in his hand onto the table: "It's been a long time since there was such a serious accident, disintegrating in the air, hehe..."
That’s right, Park Deok-gyu was looking at the information about the China Airlines Flight 661 accident.
Although he is no longer in the Safety Supervision Department, his connections are still there, and the civil aviation circle is small, so it is not difficult for him to obtain this information.
Of course, he didn't have any special intentions, he was just curious. After all , from the current perspective, there was a high probability that the China Airlines 747 had disintegrated directly in the air, which was a very rare situation.
As a pilot, encountering such an accident is truly hopeless, with no solution at all and no room for maneuver.
In fact, some of the aircraft data he obtained were not the latest, and the most critical black box information was missing. If the black box information could be obtained, it would be possible to roughly know how the aircraft performed when it was about to disintegrate, which was what Park Deok-gyu was most curious about.
However, not to mention that the black box has not been found yet, even if it is found, even Park Deok-gyu will not be able to see it for a while, so getting a few photos of the wreckage would be great.
Suddenly, Park Deok-gyu's cell phone rang, and it seemed to be a message alert. He stretched his neck to glance at the phone screen. It was his friend reminding him to read the news.
Park Deok-gyu put down what he was holding, reached for the remote control, turned on the TV, and tuned to the news channel. Sure enough, it was broadcasting content about China Airlines Flight 661.
Although it was news, there were no pictures of the accident scene, and it was basically just some interviews, mainly with the search and rescue team. However, the news still revealed a very bad message, that is, the search and rescue team almost certainly said that there should be no survivors.
Park Deok-gyu was not surprised by this argument.
The plane disintegrated at an altitude of more than 10,000 meters. It would be a miracle if you could survive a fall from such a height. Even if you were lucky enough not to die, you should have been found within two days. If you are not found within two days, even if you are not dead, you will have died of starvation or thirst.
At this point, there is no need to say that the search and rescue team's views are arbitrary. They are practical and in line with reality.
"They're all dead, tsk tsk tsk." Seeing that there was nothing new, Park Deok-gyu turned off the TV.
He didn't have any relatives or friends on that plane, and as a civil aviation practitioner, he simply had a special mentality. Sometimes he couldn't help but imagine how torturous it would be to face death if he was the captain of that plane.
Park Deok-gyu stood up after smacking his lips. He had just drunk some wine and felt a little tipsy. While he was drunk, he turned off his cell phone and planned to go to bed.
After turning off the lights, the silver moonlight outside poured in, adding a sense of quietness and mystery to the bedroom. After the lights went out, it seemed as if all sounds were cut off, and it was so quiet that I could only hear my own breathing and heartbeat.
Death is like a cold midnight...
I have turned off the lights at night countless times, but for some reason, it feels a little special today.
The moonlight filtered through the cracks in the window and spread onto the small table in front of the sofa, casting a layer of silver frost on the photos on it.
Park Deok-gyu stood still, his eyes fell on the photos of the plane wreckage on the table again. However, this time his eyes only stayed on them for a moment, perhaps due to the influence of the environment, looking at these photos in such an atmosphere, some bad thoughts would involuntarily arise in his mind.
Park Deok-gyu didn't like his current situation. He took the mobile phone on the table and planned to go to bed. However, because he was too nervous, his left hand holding the phone pressed the power button, and the phone that was originally turned off turned on again.
However, Park Deok-gyu did not notice that he had accidentally opened his phone. As the phone was turned on, a voicemail message popped up. At this time, Park Deok-gyu still held the phone tightly, pressed his thumb on the confirmation button, and clicked on the voicemail message.
At this time, Park Deok-gyu had just sat on the bed. Suddenly, a man's sobbing sound came from an unknown place: "Wuwu... Wuwu..."
The cry was full of sorrow and despair, but in this situation, it seemed extremely strange.
The man's crying lasted for more than ten seconds, during which time there was clear sound of waves in the background.
Suddenly, Park Deok-gyu seemed to have thought of something, and the fear that almost overwhelmed him gripped his throat, making it impossible for him to breathe.
He turned his head and saw that the voice message was still playing on his phone. Then he thought of the photos of the plane wreckage on the desk. Park Deok-gyu's pupils contracted and he was almost suffocating.
Then, amid the sound of water, despair gave rise to the most hysterical roar: "No... I don't want to die, I don't want to die here."
However, as if he already knew his fate, after the last roar, the man fell into and let out a low sob: "Why am I going to die here?"
The crying sound was like drifting mist, slowly enveloping Park Deok-gyu. At this moment, Park Deok-gyu felt that he was the man facing death, the poor man who collapsed because of fear.
Death is the cold midnight...
Park Deok-gyu felt that his rationality and cognition as a human being were no longer able to accept and deal with his current emotions. The horror that had burst out made him unable to think.
Suddenly, the light in Park Deok-gyu's eyes went out, his head tilted, and he fainted.