After lunch, taking advantage of Haitang being at ho to rest, ng Lang took out a stack of docunts.
"What’s this?"
"It’s so criminal evidence against that Hu Dazhi."
"What?"
Haitang picked up the docunts and began to flip through them, her expression growing increasingly odd.
"You call this ’so’?"
Organizing criminal groups, forging docunts, embezzlent, violent debt collection, illegal detention, causing serious injury, threats and intimidation, forcing won, drug trafficking...
The list of allegations must have included over twenty different cris.
With all this evidence, they wanted to ensure the person would rot in jail, didn’t they?
What kind of grudge was this?
"It’s like this, you rember those two friends from the bar last ti who stepped in to help, right?
They have so old scores to settle with Hu Dazhi, and it happens that they have so criminal evidence against him... Knowing you’re a lawyer, they asked to consult you for legal advice.
You know, I’m only half-inford about these things, I’m definitely not up to dealing with this."
Friends? Old scores to settle?
Could it really be such a coincidence?
Just as I and my band were threatened by Hu Dazhi and forced to stop our work at the bar, you’re telling that Hu Dazhi is probably going to be put away?
Escalating the situation, always managing to get hold of so bewildering intelligence.
With just a little bit of thought...
Haitang looked at ng Lang with an odd expression, as if she had just thought of sothing, her eyes slightly lowered, and her voice beca much softer without even realizing it.
"Actually... you didn’t have to..."
"You know, I’m a bit of a coward, and Hu Dazhi and his gang threatened before they left, making it clear they were out to harm . How could I just ignore that? That’s not my style!
Lawyer Lin, don’t be polite, go for the maximum sentence!"
Haitang: "..."
I thought you were acting out of righteous indignation, but it turns out you wanted to strike first?
"Lawyer Lin, what’s wrong? Oh right, what were you going to say just now?"
"Um... it’s nothing..."
ng Lang left apartnt 1103, satisfied with dumping what could be deed tedious work.
Having friends sure is convenient, huh.
Um... Paranoid delusions are also quite convenient...
...
"Hm? What’s this?"
Weiwei ca out of the room, her face still covered with a seaweed face mask.
Seeing Haitang flipping through a stack of docunts, she couldn’t help but ask curiously.
"It’s nothing, just so work that ca up unexpectedly."
Haitang rubbed her brow irritably.
What’s been happening to lately, my mind keeps wandering to all sorts of nonsensical things, get a grip, Lawyer Lin!
"It’s Sunday, you know. You’re working too hard, Haitang. Take a break once in a while!" Weiwei collapsed on the sofa with no regard for her image.
"Do you think everyone’s like you, just waiting for money to co rolling in?"
"How can you say that? I’m working hard too, okay? Don’t you see I’m taking care of my skin to maintain my youthful vitality? Is being a woman easy?"
Haitang glanced at her, then lazily flipped the docunt she was holding to the next page.
"Really? Then do a favor and try to sleep a bit earlier tonight for the sake of your youthful vitality, okay?
Do you understand what it’s like to be jolted awake at two in the morning by the suppressed laughter and heavy breathing from next door in the dead of night?
If our security door wasn’t sowhat soundproof, the neighbors would probably have called a Taoist priest already!"
"Uh..." Weiwei imdiately showed an embarrassed look and whispered weakly.
"I was clearly restraining myself, but it’s all Brother Teng’s fault for being too funny, I just couldn’t hold it in... Okay, okay, I won’t stay up late anymore, alright?"
Seeing that Lin Haitang couldn’t be bothered with her, she peeled off her facial mask and leaned in close, seriously saying.
"Haitang, I’m serious. Seeing how hard you all are working, the passion I haven’t felt for ages is boiling up again!
I’ve decided that I, too, will fight for my own happy life!"
"Hmm?" Lin Haitang finally looked up, eyeing her with confusion.
"Fight for what?"
"I’ve made up my mind! I’m going to participate in the mountaineering et!" Yan Weiwei declared with determination in her eyes.
"The mountaineering et? You an the martial arts competition you kept refusing to go to?" Lin Haitang asked, puzzled.
"Weren’t you always against participating in these martial arts events? Why the sudden change of heart?"
"It’s all Fan Shigang’s fault, I’ve had enough of him, and how can I say, the guy did help quite a bit at the bar last ti..."
"You’re not one to change your mind so easily." Lin Haitang interrupted her.
Having been close since high school, they knew each other quite well. Yan Weiwei was stubborn, and once she had made up her mind about sothing, it was hard to sway her.
It’s not as if Fan Shigang was just a little scratched up; even if he had been beaten to a fracture, this girl would probably at most include an extra bank card with the fruit basket...
"This..." Yan Weiwei’s eyes involuntarily avoided Lin Haitang’s scrutiny.
"It’s... it’s because I made a gentleman’s agreent with the old man at ho," she finally said with a pout.
"What kind of gentleman’s agreent?"
"If I can reach the peak in this climbing et, he’ll give another three years."
"Three years..." Lin Haitang suddenly realized.
It was clear that she wasn’t entirely clueless about Yan Weiwei’s family matters, and she directly asked.
"So how confident are you?"
Yan Weiwei imdiately bead with pride, puffing out her chest, her face oozing with self-assurance.
"Ninety percent!"
...
12:30 in the afternoon.
"Click!"
ng Lang, upon returning ho, closed the study room door, locked it, and then approached the bookshelf, pulling out a deep blue-covered book.
On the deep blue cover was an impressive seascape painting.
In the distance was a small island with a towering mountain in the center.
And a sea-level sunrise was rising right behind the mountain at the horizon where the sky t the ocean...
"The style of this painting seems rather normal this ti."
ng Lang now instinctively thought of "mushrooms" every ti he saw the sun, but after scrutinizing it for quite a while, he was sure this wasn’t the sa kind of painting as the one that looked like the world was lting. It was a very standard high-definition photograph.
Everything seed quite normal.
At least on the cover, it did.
ng Lang then glanced at the title.
Classic of Mountains and Seas
"This title... with ng’s Spring and Autumn Annals before and Classic of Mountains and Seas now, the ti periods seem to be getting more distant...
It was a mix of East and West before, and now are you guys planning on going retro?"
ng Lang muttered to himself as he turned the page...
[Originally, I thought my journey should be among the stars and the sea, not the dusty mortal world or the mundane mountains and seas.
However, it turns out I don’t have the fate to defy the heavens and change fate, I just have the curse of being targeted by the entire world...
On the third day after the disappearance of the Revelation, Yan Weiwei embarked on her journey toward Zhongnan Mountain.
She said she wanted to strive with all her might like us, pursuing her ideals and happiness.
It’s just a pity, in that climbing et, she only finished ninth...]
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