My Manor

"Mr. Smith, I think I have made it very clear. It's not that I don't want to help, but I have no way or position to help you. I am a lawyer. To be precise, I am just a tool in the hands of my client. How to deal with you does not depend on me, but on my client. I just need to be a good tool of the law." Looking at the old man in front of him, Moses Adams chuckled and said. Hearing his words, the old man opposite couldn't help but be speechless.

"I... I understand that it is our responsibility that Mr. Jiang Hai encountered such a situation, but it is really too much to replace all the people in the police station. They... they are all good policemen!" The middle-aged man clenched his fist and said loudly.

"Good policemen blackmail the plaintiff(a person who brings a case against another in a court of law)?" Moses Adams pushed his glasses up on his face and said with disdain.

"No, that's just... that's just an accident. There are only a few bad apples. According to the Chinese saying, this is called a 'black sheep,' but most of the police are still good people. They work diligently to maintain the law and order of the town..." Hearing Moses Adams' rebuttal, the old man couldn't help but speak loudly.

"Then you should go and talk to that bad apple. It's useless to talk to me. Since it has already happened, all I need to do is win the lawsuit." Hearing the words of the middle-aged man, Moses Adams said calmly.

"I beg you, I really beg you. This matter can be handled by me, the deputy director, and Byron. They can't lose their jobs. Vikas has been a policeman for more than 40 years. He will retire in a year. Prus's son was just born and isn't even one year old. He needs this job! Pars and Vera are getting married next month. I don't want to receive a resignation letter at their wedding. And Luen, Baffa, Chris, Welt... Please, please spare them!" The old man, looking at Moses Adams in front of him, seemed very excited and spoke loudly.

"I don't have the final say in this matter. You have to go to my boss." Seeing the old man in front of him about to kneel, Moses Adams couldn't help but pause. In fact, most people who work as lawyers have lost their consciences. The only thing they need to do is not to insist on justice, but to defend their clients. But Moses Adams still had a conscience. When he accepted a task, he would look at the severity of the matter.

To be honest, the severity of Jiang Hai's case was very serious, of course, referring to the other party. Kidnapping, murder—these crimes, when he convicted those little hooligans, he was not soft-hearted at all. They deserved it.

But when dealing with these policemen, he hesitated, because except for some, most of these policemen might not have truly known what was going on. If they were implicated like this, it would be troublesome.

But as Jiang Hai's lawyer, the only thing he needed to do was convince himself that these people must have known and must have participated.

Although this matter had ironclad evidence, he was prepared to make a big effort, but it did not mean he could ignore the work of so many people.

If these policemen were really replaced, what awaited them was not just a job change, but unemployment.

At the same time, with such a stain on their resumes, civil servants would no longer recruit them in the future.

So Moses Adams had some doubts at this time, because he didn't know whether what he was doing was right or wrong.

"I know, but... but I can't meet Mr. Jiang Hai. I also know it will be difficult for you to do this, but if possible, could I trouble you to take me to see Mr. Jiang Hai, just one meeting, so I can convince him in person?" The old man, looking at Moses Adams in front of him, had a sad face and looked at him eagerly.

"Tsk, Penelope!" Looking at the old man's appearance, Moses Adams clicked his tongue, and after thinking for a while, he shouted outside. As he shouted, a woman in a women's suit walked in from outside.

This woman looked about 24 or 25 years old. She had just graduated from college and still had a hint of immaturity on her face. She didn't wear any makeup, which was a recognition of her youth. But it was undeniable that this girl was really good-looking. She was about 1.78 meters tall, with delicate features and a slightly thin body, which was wrapped in a slightly loose women's suit. Her curly golden hair was scattered behind her head. Hearing what Moses Adams said, the girl couldn't help but turn around from outside the door with a deformed laptop.

"Check if I have a ride tomorrow..." Rubbing his temple, Moses Adams said to the girl.

"Penelope, I heard you were born here?" Sitting in a Lexus RX top-level car, Moses Adams asked the beautiful woman sitting in the passenger seat softly.

"Yes, sir." Hearing Moses Adams' words, the girl just nodded lightly, but her eyes kept looking out the window, as if she was recalling something. As for the old man sitting behind her, he was much more nervous at this time.

"Mr. Smith, I think you must understand that this time I am not bringing you here, but you must come with me, okay?" Looking at the anxious old man beside him, Moses Adams sighed. Sometimes he was too soft-hearted.

"I understand, Mr. Adams." Hearing Moses Adams' words, the old man nodded seriously and said that the success or failure of this time would depend on this one move.

Not long after, the car drove up to Green Forest Manor. The previously dilapidated gate had been repaired after Jiang Hai arrived. Now the gate had changed from its original state to a new one. At the top of the gate, Jiang Hai designed a Chinese dragon, Green Forest. To be honest, Jiang Hai didn't like this name. It was just that after all, when he came here, it was already the second half of the year, which meant Green Forest had existed for more than half a year. Even if he wanted to change the name, he had to wait until after April 15th next year.

As for what significance April 15th next year held—just ask any American, and they'll tell you that it is disaster day, or more precisely, tax day.

Although Green Forest hadn't produced anything this year, the land use tax still needed to be paid.

Jiang Hai was ready. After April 15th next year, he would change the name of his manor. As for what to change it to, he hadn't decided yet... His initial idea was Tamron, Tamron Manor, but it seemed a bit second-rate...

Facts proved that Jiang Hai really had no talent for naming.

After verifying the identity, the Lexus also drove toward the residential area in the manor, along a bumpy road.

Not long after, they arrived in front of the parking lot in the distance. From a distance, Moses Adams saw Jiang Hai, who was lying in front of the largest villa at this time. Beside him, there were two dogs and a horse, but the horse... was a little big.

"Hi, Mr. Jiang, you look good, still basking in the sun?" The car stopped, and the four people got out of the car. Moses Adams walked ahead, smiling all the way toward Jiang Hai. Although he was usually a serious person, he knew to greet his God of Wealth with a smile.

"Well, it's okay!" Hearing what Moses Adams said, Jiang Hai stood up from the recliner Robbins had made to please him and said to Moses Adams with a little embarrassment.

Actually, he had activities today, to watch the slaughter of cattle, which had been booked yesterday. However, he overestimated his adaptability. At first, he was quite happy to watch the cattle being caught and tied up, but when the white knife went in and the red knife came out and began to bleed, he couldn't stand it anymore and ran away, lying on the side and vomiting.

In the end, he decided not to watch it. Not only did he not want to watch it, but he also didn't want the two dogs to watch it. Of course, after thinking about it, he led the Xiaer horse over again, which was considered the first time to walk it. Just now, when he was lying there, he was thinking, what should I call this horse? According to the naming attitude of Xiaobai and Xiaohuang, if it really doesn't work, just call it Xiaoxia... From this, it can be seen that Jiang Hai was really not suitable for naming.

"Did you take that car to come here? Didn't it shake you to death?" After shaking hands with Moses Adams, Jiang Hai glanced at Penelope behind him and retracted his gaze. The beautiful woman only glanced at him. Who would be interested in those two men?

Compared to knowing these people, he was more interested in Moses Adams, who hadn't died in the car.

After all, he knew the road in front of his house very well. He couldn't handle driving a four-wheeled motorcycle, so he could only drive a pickup truck. Of course, it would be fine if it was an off-road vehicle, but he had never tried a sedan.

"Haha, boss, you just came to the United States, so you may not be very clear about our customs here. Generally speaking, if the family isn't very short of money, most people will have three cars: a sedan, an off-road vehicle, and an MPV. The MPV is for the whole family to go out together, and the off-road vehicle is for when we go out to play. But no matter whether you're picking someone up or anything else, you must drive a sedan. This is a sign of respect for others. No matter how expensive the other cars are, they won't work." Hearing Jiang Hai's words, Moses Adams laughed. He had seen many Chinese rich people like Jiang Hai, and he also knew that in China, the evaluation of a car is often based on its price, not its function.

This is the difference between East and West. In Moses Adams' view, the sedan was the car to drive when it came to business.