Zhu Jin Is the Witness

In the midsummer of southern Fujian, the hot and humid sea breeze carries the fragrance of tea and fills the south area of ​​the city. The bougainvillea (Zhu Jin) on the outer wall of the courthouse bloomed like a fire, reflecting the street fireworks and the solemn national emblem in the arcade old street. Young Xu Duxing stood on the street corner, clutching the acceptance letter from "Zhengcheng Law Firm" with mixed feelings in his heart. As a top student in law school, he once envisioned a career as an elite lawyer as the best debater in moot court, and had a lucrative offer from a top-tier law firm. However, after countless late nights of reflection, he finally declined the prosperity and boarded the train home. He firmly believes that the roots of the law are not only deeply rooted in the glass curtain walls of skyscrapers, but also need to be rooted in the fireworks of his hometown. It is in the folds of the base that the law's firm and tenacious power is most needed. At this moment, he stood at the starting point of his dream, with Zhu Jin Ruyan above his head. The land where he was born and raised will witness his story of protecting the fairness of his homeland in the name of the law.