What's wrong with this lawyer?!

There was no way around it; the trauma from his previous experiences was simply too profound. To think that among ten cases, he could send fifteen participants to jail, and damn it, they were all civil cases! Who could handle that!

Meanwhile, the internet was abuzz with discussions about this matter, and the details of the case were crystal clear. Everyone was saying that this case was a sure win.

Just yesterday, the company's management had also made a point of meeting with Zhang Wei, continuously encouraging him that there was absolutely no need to be afraid with so much evidence on his side. Could Tang Fangjing possibly conjure up evidence out of thin air?

In such circumstances, Zhang Wei's anxiety finally began to ease. That's right, a case depended on the evidence, and since Tang Fangjing had none, his loss was certain.

And what would it mean for him if he won this case? He would be the first lawyer ever to defeat Tang Fangjing!

One could say he would become an overnight sensation, with the live-streamed court session possibly paving his way back into the legal profession. After all, with such a gimmick, he wouldn't have to worry about finding clients anymore.

With his plan set, Zhang Wei was now brimming with confidence. He was ready to vent all the frustrations he had endured and rub Tang Fangjing's face in the dirt!

As the days passed amid such debates, the time for the trial finally arrived.

At the Bright District People's Court, Old Tang arrived early at the entrance, carrying his briefcase, with Miss Xiao Yan at his side.

Wang Qingqing had been absent these past few days due to some matter and had taken leave, so Miss Xiao Yan was filling in as his assistant temporarily.

She insisted on coming along today, since what kind of assistant doesn't accompany their lawyer?

"Tang bro, the trial is about to start. Do you have any leads?" Miss Xiao Yan asked after some thought.

Old Tang glanced at her casually, a hint of amazement flashing across his face. He found that Miss Xiao Yan's outfit today seemed on the small side, and he hadn't noticed before just how attractive she was.

Everyone likes to be close to a beautiful girl. It's not to say that anything will happen, but having them around is pleasant to the eyes.

"You guess," Old Tang replied, turning back to her.

Guess my ass! Miss Xiao Yan thought, frowning. Old Tang was the type who liked to look at pretty girls anyway, and when chatting with her on his burner account online, he often brought up the subject of beautiful women. Otherwise, she might have doubted his preferences.

But based on the look he had just given her, she realized Old Tang did have some taste. Otherwise, she might have started doubting her own attractiveness.

After a short wait, the court opened its doors. Old Tang walked in with Miss Xiao Yan, quickly passing through security, and took their seats behind the defendant's representative.

Wang Qingqing didn't come today; he said he was afraid he might lose his temper and argue with the opposition if he were there, but as a representative, there should be no issue.

The other party hadn't arrived yet. Old Tang looked back and saw Miss Xiao Yan fiddling with the defendant's representative nameplate. Enjoy new adventures from empire

He laughed and asked, "Xiao Yan, do you know why these nameplates in the court are made of plastic?"

"Huh? Why?" Miss Xiao Yan looked puzzled. Weren't they always plastic? Was there some problem with that?

Old Tang chuckled, picking up the plastic nameplate with a glint of nostalgia in his eyes. "These things weren't always made of plastic; they used to be made of brass!"

"Why did they change it? Because during one trial, the parties and their representatives started using these things as throwing darts."

Huh? Miss Xiao Yan was taken aback.

"Anyway, the Judgment Chief and the Judge both ended up ducking under the desk. Following that incident, brass was replaced with foam plastic..."

This was truly a piece of obscure trivia. Miss Xiao Yan was curious—how did Old Tang know about this?

Old Tang put down the nameplate without another word. How did he know? He was sitting right there in the plaintiff's representative seat, though it was his master handling the case.

You could say that courts back then were truly nonsensical.

After some idle chat, the plaintiff's party arrived. Old Tang took one look and couldn't help but laugh: "Xiao Yan, look at that person. Isn't that Zhang Wei from the previous Flying Law Firm?"