What's wrong with this lawyer?!

Jingzhou's Bluebird Company quietly deleted the previous statements, and it was said that Director Hu smashed a cell phone and a computer in his office...

As time passed in such an atmosphere, Peng Yonghao sat in the defendant's seat, staring at the scene in front of him, his eyes filled with a blank stare.

At the Judgment Chief's seat was Old Zhou, accompanied by his wife Fu Xiaoyu and lawyer Hua Guangxia, opposite Tang Fangjing...

The trial in the afternoon wasn't exactly the same as the morning session, but it might as well have been; the only difference was that Li Wanting hadn't come.

The case was frighteningly simple – the arbitration committee's surveillance footage, complete with audio, was likely in place to avoid disputable circumstances without evidence.

Old Tang had gone to collect evidence, and happened to chat with Sister Wang from the arbitration committee, who then agreed to testify in court.

Law dictates that witnesses have the obligation to testify. For ordinary people, if they refuse, there's little you can do, but for public servants, under surveillance and still refusing to testify – now that was something to talk about.

Old Zhou presided alone and opted for a summary procedure, swiftly reaching a verdict: the defamation was established, infringing upon Li Wanting's right to reputation.

The judgment ordered Peng Yonghao to make a public apology and compensate ten thousand yuan for emotional damages.

Several thousand yuan were examination fees, that's right, after that incident, Old Tang had Li Wanting undergo a mental health examination.

Peng Yonghao filed an appeal, and the case began its procedures all over again.

His emotions now were complex: on one hand, he was a bit frightened by Tang Fangjing's talk of detention, on the other, he felt it was surreal – could uttering a few words in desperation really cause him trouble?

Old Tang didn't linger either. After returning to the law firm, he started to photocopy the evidence collected in the system panel. Although there was a second trial ahead, some could already start filing lawsuits.

Six hours later, it was already past nine in the evening. Old Wang in the director's office arranged his badge and prepared to leave work and head home.

But just as he stepped out of his office, he was stopped.

"Uncle, we've run out of photocopy paper at the firm. We plan to buy some and need your signature," Wang Qingqing said, standing at the door.

Huh? Confused, Old Wang exclaimed, "Photocopy paper? I remember we just ordered some a few days ago. Normally, it should last a month. How did it run out so quickly?"

Even though photocopy paper is cheap, the firm uses a lot, and it all adds up; these things shouldn't be underestimated.

Some well-known large companies make their first cost-cutting measures on toilet paper – believe it or not.

Wang Qingqing hesitated before saying, "Tang… Tang bro has been printing all day..."

"Could he use that much paper by himself? Wait a second... dammit!"

Old Wang immediately realized the issue; the last time Old Tang initiated a mass lawsuit, he brought a load of documents, but he paid for them himself.

This time, with Li Wanting being cyberbullied, and considering Old Tang's temperament, he was bound to make a move. But he was printing at the firm, and Old Wang suddenly clutched at his chest; the firm operated on a partnership system, and that money was put forth by him and Old Song...

"Uncle, are you going to sign it or not? Give me an answer!" Wang Qingqing asked again.

"I'll sign, okay? And you, remember to address the position at work, got it?"

Old Wang left, and Wang Qingqing looked at the signed documents in her hand, her expression blank. What was wrong with her uncle now? Did he feel that the badge was still too small?

Meanwhile, in the printing room, Old Tang looked at the printer that was almost smoking and turned back to Li Wanting, "So you've decided?"

Li Wanting pursed her lips and nodded: "I've decided, Tang bro, but right now I might not be able to come up with that much money..."

She herself didn't have the time to pursue her rights, even if she were a lawyer.

Not for any particular reason, but she had six cases on her hands that she couldn't delegate, all of which she'd followed for a long time.

Don't think that being a lawyer gives you the freedom to sue and fight for your rights without constraint; that's not possible. Lawyers earn their living by litigating.

"Don't worry about money for the moment. You can allocate a portion of your later case earnings. Just arrange it with the director," Old Tang waved his hand dismissively.

Even though it wasn't an assignment, it didn't matter to him. He was more than willing to root out all those parasites online.

He would even be willing to help with cyberbullying cases on the internet if those involved wanted to defend their rights.

While waiting for the second trial to commence, Old Tang had already started making his rounds.

The first step was still to approach various internet platforms, not just settling for Douyin like last time but reaching out to five platforms.

Douyin, Zhihu, Bilibili, plus WeChat and Baidu Tieba, as well as those who made harassing phone calls.

It was probably because they thought Li Wanting was an easy target that the scale of cyberbullying was much larger than the last time they had targeted him, filled with vicious slander.

The five platforms pulled out about ten thousand accounts involved in defamation or insults.

Of those, one hundred twenty-three met the criteria. It was unclear if these accounts had alternate accounts, but even if they did, there would likely be over a hundred going in.

But it didn't end there; Old Tang had found out from the last mass litigation that apologies really didn't affect them much.

This time, once he acquired the personal information of the defendants through litigation, he planned to report them to local police stations separately. If the behavior did not meet the standard for criminal charges, administrative penalties would suffice.

A good reflection time in detention might educate them; otherwise, mere compensation and apologies would eventually be ignored by netizens.