What's wrong with this lawyer?!

Old Wang couldn't help but laugh, "Oh boy, really couldn't help it, how did it break just like that, they insisted on making me this new one, I couldn't refuse..."

Then Old Tang saw Old Wang wandering around the various offices in the law firm, taking at least two rounds in almost every office...

This guy must be out of his mind; could he have been infected by me?

That shouldn't be possible though; mental illness isn't contagious, how could it spread?

Forget it, better go to the court to apply first.

Sure, trials can be held inside the detention center, but it's 'can', not 'should'; those two words have completely different meanings in legal terms.

'Can' means the judge has the freedom to decide, so Tang Fangjing has to go and persuade Old Zhou.

But it's okay, everyone knows Old Tang is the best at persuading people, and he has such a good relationship with Old Zhou. After delivering so much business to Guangming District Court last time, they ought to look after him this time.

Meanwhile, the detained executives like President Gao and President Liu finally got the chance to meet their visitors.

At the Bright District Detention Center, Han Chengli was impeccably dressed, still looking like the lawyer elite, despite his ruined reputation online, it didn't mean he was without cases.

In Jingzhou, Han Chengli was still one of the best defense lawyers for serious criminal cases.

After a long wait, President Liu came in looking bewildered, clearly having had a relatively good time inside these last few days.

"You must be Mr. Liu, hello, hello, I'm Han Chengli from Dafeng Law Firm, appointed by Daman Company to conduct this meeting," Han said.

"Also, I need you to sign a power of attorney."

Upon hearing this, President Liu glanced at Han Chengli across from him and asked with curiosity, "Lawyer Han, regarding what happened online before, was it..."

"That was me!" Han Chengli admitted directly without missing a beat, "When it comes to contracts, I really have a lot to learn, making a spectacle of myself for everyone to see."

Admitting it in front of a client wasn't a problem; he had already taken the money, and if he could reduce the sentence even by a day, that was his skill.

Criminal defense is just like that; why do people always say that criminal defense lawyers are close to jail? Because of the opacity involved.

"I have connections, and now I can help you make them, if I get you a sentence reduction, you pay me later."

"What do you think, do we have a deal? They don't ask you to pay upfront, they work on your behalf first, and only charge you afterwards."

To the family of the defendant, it's worth a shot if there's no need to pay when the sentence isn't reduced, what a great deal, win-win, right?

However, that defense attorney doesn't really have any connections; he's just playing the odds, after all, he's done everything that needs to be done, maybe if the defendant cries pitifully in court, the sentence might be lighter.

If one out of ten cases succeeds, that's more than the legal fee, and they even tell the defendant's family not to talk about it, keeping it just between them.

Han Chengli wouldn't take that kind of money; in his words, taking it once would mean living in fear for the rest of his life. Why bother?

He just played the role of the dramatic criminal defense lawyer, making money without any legal risk. How nice.

Once the contract was signed, President Liu immediately asked, "Lawyer Han, do you have any idea how this whole thing came about, how it suddenly got discovered?"

Han Chengli replied, "Mr. Liu, at this point, don't think too much about it. There's no perfect crime in this world, so don't overthink it."

"The person who reported the crime was Tang Fangjing, yes, the previous lawyer, but he just felt something wasn't right, so he reported it."

"After all, you claimed in court that risk assessment is a trade secret and refused to provide it; anyone with eyes can see there's a problem."

While Han didn't like Old Tang and even used all sorts of dirty tricks just to ruin his reputation, it didn't mean he wanted to physically eradicate his competition.

However, after hearing this, President Liu immediately became furious. Tang Fangjing, always Tang Fangjing, ever since Tang Fangjing came into the picture, nothing went smoothly.

"Damn this Tang, better not let me meet him again, if I do, I swear I'll kill him!" President Liu cursed there.

Meanwhile, at Guangming District Court, Old Tang walked out.

Thanks to his efforts, Old Zhou agreed to hold the trial at the detention center, but on one condition: no more surprises during the trial, as it was really hard for him to schedule...

Old Tang readily agreed. He wasn't a maniac, and it's not like he would bump into Old Zhou again, right?

Just as he returned to the law firm, he came across a familiar figure.

"Hey Qingqing, when did you get back?"

Wang Qingqing, who had been on leave for many days, had returned.

Wang Qingqing was still dressed in her OL outfit, but her clean face didn't really match the getup...

"Brother Tang, I came back yesterday, reported in today. You were out when I arrived. Do you prefer tea or coffee?" Wang Qingqing asked with a smile.

"Tea, with a touch of vinegar, please."

After a pause, he added, "That outfit doesn't look good on you; I think you should wear something more natural."

In his past life, Old Tang had seen plenty of black stockings; they're just alright.

After saying that, he went straight to his office without asking her what she did during her long leave. After all, if Director Wang didn't have an issue with it, he had even less of one; people knew who the real boss was, she even had such a big nameplate.

Wang Qingqing adjusted her glasses, looking quite surprised. In the past, Brother Tang never said she didn't look good, sometimes he would even stare at her legs.

Why would he now say such a thing!