svetikya Chapter 71 The Prosecutor Candidate Who Was in the Spotlight
Chapter 71 The Prosecutor Candidate Who Was in the Spotlight
Jung Eun shrugged. "I'm not interested in that kind of thing."
He was just there for the fun of it all; the dry social niceties were less meaningful to him than the desserts on the table. Seeing his resolute attitude, Bruce didn't say anything more, simply clinking his glass lightly against his.
Bruce brought his own glass to him, but the one given to Jung Eun was taken fresh from the waiter's tray.
This suddenly reminded Zheng En of something, and he quietly asked his mentor, Batman, in his mind, "Is he drinking ginger ale right now?"
Fun fact about Batman: To keep his body in peak condition, he not only doesn't smoke, but the champagne he drinks at parties is actually ginger ale.
Mentor Batman expressed his approval.
Zheng En was filled with respect. After taking a sip of champagne, she felt that ginger ale might also be a good choice.
Bruce was a popular guy; not long after he stood next to Jung Eun, people came over to chat with him.
The visitor was someone Zheng En recognized; he was Harvey Dent, the prosecutor candidate who had recently been making headlines.
He was wearing a white suit that was almost identical to the one he had worn when we first met, and under the lights, he seemed to be shining.
Seeing Harvey approaching, Bruce introduced him to Zheng En first, "This is Harvey Dent, you should know him, so I won't say more."
"This is Jean, my new employee and the main person in charge of this socialization project for homeless children."
With Bruce acting as a mediator, Zheng En and Harvey quickly became acquainted.
Jung Eun isn't particularly good at socializing, but Harvey is someone who makes people feel comfortable around him.
They hadn't been chatting for long when the crowd around them grew. Suddenly, two very popular people appeared in what had been an unnoticed corner, their popularity overshadowed even by the glasses that made them seem less noticeable.
Jung Eun didn't stay long before finding an opportunity to slip away. It would be quite a while before Bruce went on stage to speak, and who knew how long they would have to keep up with the socializing.
He ate by himself at the table. It's hard to say how it tasted, but the presentation was really exquisite; at least it looked pretty good.
Considering the excessive demand for sugar among Americans, Jung Eun took the least sweet-looking small cake.
He carefully took a bite, then turned and threw the cake and the paper plate into the trash can.
Sugar lovers, you win.
When the appointed time arrived, it was Bruce's turn to speak. The violin band playing in the auditorium changed to a more soothing piece to accompany him, and the people in the auditorium quieted down, except for a few whispers in the corners.
"It's rare to see young Wayne so serious."
The woman in the gorgeous dress unfolded her lace-trimmed folding fan, obscuring most of her face, and whispered to the person next to her, "I thought he was going to be late again today."
"He is, after all, the only son of the Wayne family. No matter how much of a womanizer, frivolous, and muddle-headed he may be, he still needs to have some ability if he wants to take control of the Wayne Group again." Another woman seemed to know more. "Before he came back, the Wayne Group was long run by William Earl. I bet there have been quite a few conflicts between young Wayne and him since he returned."
"Indeed, regardless of who wrote the script he's reciting, he needs to show some seriousness..."
Sorry, he really wrote this article. Bruce is pretending to be useless, not really useless; he'll show his true abilities when he's interested in something.
Jung Eun stood to the side listening, and at this moment, the advantage of having a low profile came in handy; they didn't even notice him.
Bruce on stage was still explaining the concept of the socialization project for homeless children, and Jung Eun was listening intently to them. But as someone walked in that direction, they fell silent.
"Were those ideas something you and Bruce came up with together?"
Harvey walked over to Jung Eun and started talking to him, his eyes sparkling with curiosity.
Zheng En nodded, "I guess so, he helped me a lot." Bruce proposed the idea, he initially formulated the plan, and the two discussed it together to prepare for the follow-up.
Not only Bruce, but even his mentor Batman was taken advantage of by him. The latter was older and more experienced, and his views were more incisive.
Jung Eun received praise and amazement from Bruce for using the advice given by her mentor Batman, but she felt inexplicably guilty.
"Bruce is a good man, not just in words, but he genuinely wants to use his wealth to help the underprivileged improve their lives." Harvey looked at Bruce on stage. "To be honest, at first I thought he was just joking."
"I see."
Zheng En could understand Harvey's thoughts. Bruce's public persona was that of an uneducated playboy who had just returned to Gotham and was already surrounded by women. The probability of him recognizing lipstick shades was much higher than that of him being able to do anything productive.
And if he remembered correctly, the first time the other party, as Bruce, met Harvey was at that day's court hearing.
Back then, Bruce not only acted like a fool, but also flaunted his peacock-like charm in front of the camera, no wonder Harvey had a bad impression of him.
However, as the original trio established in the comics, at least before Harvey turned into Two-Face, given enough time, they will eventually clear up their misunderstandings.
For example, right now.
Harvey smiled, neither confirming nor denying Jung Eun's statement, "After getting to know her, I realized how superficial I had been."
not at all.
Zheng En thought to himself, if anyone could see through his disguise, then Bruce would have wasted all that time acting.
However, given that this person is a big fan of Bruce Wayne in the Arkham fan club, which has many Batman fans (see Lego Batman for details), and later even became a fan of both Batman and Arkham, it's understandable that they would think that way.
Harvey was still explaining his thoughts, "I shouldn't judge a person's character based on their behavior..." Before he could finish speaking, a gunshot suddenly rang out in the auditorium.
The bullet struck the huge crystal chandelier above, causing it to sway and the hanging crystal ornaments to clang and clatter together.
The sound of hurried footsteps followed one after another, and armed bandits poured in through the main gate, their cylindrical hoods shining bright red under the lights.
The gentlemen and ladies who had been chatting and laughing were terrified and shrank back like quails. Some tried to run away in a panic, while the lucky ones were forced back into the hall by guns, and the unlucky ones were shot in the thigh.
Blood flowed onto the ground along with the sound of gunfire. The wounded man couldn't help but let out a wail, and those who had witnessed the whole thing screamed. In the chaos, someone knocked over the champagne tower, and the glasses shattered all over the floor.
The smells of alcohol, gunpowder, and blood filled the air, and a sense of panic spread rapidly.
"Quiet down, quiet down, quiet down!"
The ringleader casually found a table, stood on it, and fired three shots into the ceiling. "Anyone who doesn't want to lose their life, you'd better behave!"