What's wrong with this lawyer?! Chapter 409

Chapter 409: Chapter 153 Another Year Has Passed, Why Won’t He Die!

(Seeking Guaranteed Monthly Votes) Chapter 409: Chapter 153 Another Year Has Passed, Why Won’t He Die!

(Seeking Guaranteed Monthly Votes) Facts proved that the decision to stay on duty at the law firm during the New Year period was aningful.

Since New Year’s Eve until the sixth day of the first lunar month, Old Tang had conducted over twenty consultations and had actively handled eight disputes.

These eight disputes were essentially labor-related issues, so of which involved migrant workers unable to receive their pay for the New Year and thus unable to return ho, while others were cases where companies forced overti during the New Year period and then found excuses to dock triple wages.

After clarifying the situation, Old Tang led people directly to the companies that owed money because it wasn’t that the contractors weren’t paying, but rather that the contractors themselves were almost being driven to jump off buildings…

This had now beco Old Tang’s only job requiring him to show his face.

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With the previous incident involving the labor supervision departnt and the official dia, basically all the relevant departnts in Bright District already recognized him.

It was quite clear that if you handled things now, it would all be over, but if you refused to handle it, with this person involved, he would undoubtedly turn everything upside down.

What?

Arrest him for picking quarrels and provoking trouble first?

Let’s not even ntion that this person had long been prepared with his bedding and clothes ready.

Just taking the person into custody alone, how would you explain if he died inside, and if he didn’t die, how would you explain it once he was released!

More than a decade ago, the death of a criminal suspect in police custody playing “hide and seek” could spark nationwide public outrage and even objectively hasten the andnt of the State Compensation Law, reversing the burden of proof for “abnormal death.”

Not to ntion that this person objectively did not et the conditions for detention…

After coordination from multiple sides, half of the money was paid first.

Old Tang did not insist on getting all of it at once.

He was insane, not stupid.

There were priorities for everything, and the relevant departnts also placed great emphasis on the issue of unpaid wages for migrant workers, so taking half of the money to celebrate the New Year first was the agreed approach.

As for the other half, they would return to claim it after the New Year.

Old Tang was very keen on such matters and had already agreed with the Legal Aid Center that if there were to be a lawsuit, they would go through the legal aid process directly.

But in doing good, do not ask about the future.

For him, Tang Fangjing, being idle was also being idle, and it was sothing he could do along the way.

But for those migrant workers, it ant they could at least celebrate the New Year.

In any case, for Old Tang, this New Year was very aningful.

Being alone at ho was one thing; he’d rather go out and do sothing more enjoyable.

On the seventh day of the first lunar month, Wang Qingqing made her way to the law firm.

As Old Wang’s niece, her family was quite affluent.

It was only because she got into the pitfall of law studies and didn’t want to switch careers that she ended up at a law firm.

She hadn’t passed the bar exam, so she currently could only work as a lawyer’s assistant, capable of appearing in court but unable to express opinions, that is, unable to speak.

She habitually entered Tang Fangjing’s office to tidy it up.

Although the law firm had a cleaning lady, Wang Qingqing always took care of cleaning Tang Fangjing’s office herself.

Old Tang’s living habits were not good; he would leave books everywhere after looking up information, making it necessary for the assistant to tidy them up so they could be quickly accessed when next needed.

But as soon as she entered, she found Old Tang sleeping on the massage chair.

“Tang bro, Tang bro!” Wang Qingqing rushed over to wake him, “Did you not go ho last night?”

Old Tang, groggy with sleep, glanced at the girl in front of him and said casually, “There were too many people coming for consultations last night, so I just pulled an all-nighter.”

“Tang bro, you really need to take care of your health, you know!” Wang Qingqing said in exasperation.

A person with late-stage liver cancer, who drinks and stays up late at night, are you itching for death…

But strangely enough, during the flu season last year, most of the lawyers in the firm had to visit the hospital.

Even soone like Old Zhou, who usually boasted of his robustness, ended up being hospitalized.

And yet, Tang Fangjing was completely unaffected, full of energy…

With such vigor, everyone in the firm initially thought he was having a final rally, but this rally has lasted for three years already.

“Okay, I got it.

Oh, Qingqing, help book a ticket to Magic City for tomorrow.

The criminal self-prosecution case is going to trial,” Old Tang continued.

Wang Qingqing pursed her lips, as the other party didn’t really take her words to heart.

She wondered what Tang bro was striving for so desperately.

Could it be he harbored special feelings for Li Wanting?

Old Tang, of course, did not pay attention to Wang Qingqing’s thoughts.

He had to finish dealing with Li Wanting’s matter quickly; he had been relaxed for a considerable ti now and needed to get back on track with the task at hand.

In Magic City, as the trial date drew near, Yuan Jiayu’s mood also grew worse.

She had only gone to the police station to cooperate with the investigation and had not been detained.

Only if there was a possibility of being sentenced to more than three years in prison would criminal coercive asures be adopted, and in general cases, defamation and insult rarely result in sentences beyond three years.

Despite her best efforts to reach a settlent, the other party was unyielding, and the lawyer they hired flatly stated that if the case could not be settled, they would definitely lose.

Now, the only option was to seek diation before the trial.

Soon the day of the trial arrived, and Old Tang, carrying his briefcase, made his way to Guangming District Court.

Upon entry, he was spotted by a judge who ca over to inquire.

After learning that he was there for a criminal self-prosecution case, the judge, whose hair was half gone, breathed a sigh of relief, lanting about how major lawsuits before the New Year had given them all PTSD about briefcases.

One could say that the judges in Magic City had yet to undergo a stress test.

Just look at Bright District Court, look at Old Zhou, his hairline now a diterranean, and yet he’s more spirited than ever.

After joking with this unfamiliar judge about “major lawsuits coming again in the second half of the year,” Old Tang proceeded to the criminal court.