If you are asked to live broadcast the law, how does it become a crime teaching?

Early the next morning.

A health club in the magic capital.

"Lawyer Zhang, thanks to you this time!".

"If it weren't for you, I'm afraid that unfilial son of my family would suffer this time. "

In front of the tea house, a slightly chubby middle-aged man said to a young man opposite with a flattering face.

This person is the father of the criminal Chen Jinliang, Chen Lei.

"Thanks to Mr. Chen, you are generous. "

"If you weren't willing to take out 50w, the girl wouldn't have let go so easily. "

Lawyer Zhang Song helped his eyes.

When he tells a lie, his face is not red at all, and his heart is not beating.

"50w is a trivial matter, as long as my kid is okay. "

Zhang Lei said it easily on the surface.

But in fact, the heart is dripping blood.

Although he now runs a small factory, his life is quite comfortable.

But 50w is at least a year's marketing amount in the factory for him.

It's absolutely impossible not to feel distressed.

"I'm helpless too. "

Zhang Song sighed: "At the beginning, the girl asked for 100w." I told her that it took me a lot of effort to push the price down to 50w. "

"Alas~ If it weren't for the tight time for the trial, I might have been able to push the price down again, I'm really ashamed. "

Zhang Song said, and showed a look of shame towards Zhang Lei.

This acting, if it is placed in Hollywood, can more or less win an Oscar.

"Lawyer Zhang, don't say that. "

"It's great to be able to push the money down in half. "

Chen Lei was undoubtedly fooled by Zhang Song.

He was completely unaware.

In fact, more than half of the 50w he took out has gone into the pocket of this lawyer who he trusts so much.

And even...

Chen Lei said, and took out a heavy red envelope from his pocket.

"Lawyer Zhang, don't give you some hard money, don't be too little. "

"Mr. Chen is too polite..."

Zhang Song said polite words.

While pocketing the money without thinking.

Chen Lei on the opposite side was stunned when he saw it.

But he didn't care.

After all....

In Chen Lei's view, it is impossible for this kind of capable and responsible lawyer not to accept red envelopes.

"Lawyer Zhang, the trial will start tomorrow. "

Chen Lei asked euphemistically, "There shouldn't be any problems, right?"

"I'm doing something, Mr. Chen, are you still not at ease?"

Zhang Song smiled: "Yes, after all, it is a major event related to your son's future, and it is no problem to care about it." "

"Well, I'll confront that girl in front of you. "

Zhang Song said.

didn't wait for Chen Lei to answer.

directly took out his mobile phone and made a call to Li Ranran.

"Hey, Ranran... Have you been feeling better lately?".

Zhang Song faked a polite sentence.

"Much better. "

On the other end of the phone, Li Ranran's tone was slightly cold.

"That's good, take a break. "

"That's right... I thought about it for a while, the balance will be over tomorrow, and I will call you together, I don't think there is any need to delay. "

Zhang Song is very smart.

did not directly mention any topic about Chen Jinliang in front of Li Ranran.

did not mention any topic about the amount of the final payment in front of Zhang Lei.

But it was able to make both of them understand at the same time what he wanted to express.

"Hmm. "

Li Ranran didn't want to say anything to Zhang Song.

With a hum, he hung up.

If Luo Feng hadn't reminded her yesterday, she would not have shown any flaws.

She didn't even want to answer Zhang Song's phone.

"Now rest assured, Mr. Chen?" Zhang Song asked Chen Lei with a smirk.

"There is no problem in the first place, Lawyer Zhang handles things, I can trust it!".

Chen Lei is relatively honest.

Zhang Song said a few words, and he couldn't find the north in a fool's way.

In his opinion, since Zhang Song dared to mention the final payment in person.

That...... There is absolutely no problem with the amount.

"One more thing, Lawyer Zhang..."

Chen Lei thought for a while, and then asked: "I heard that the other party changed a lawyer yesterday, and our behavior of private transactions... He's not going to get caught, is he?".

"I also have a general understanding, that lawyer's name is Luo Feng, he has no qualifications at all, and he is a lawyer who is not in the stream at all. "

Zhang Song didn't care about this at all: "This kind of half-baked lawyer, to put it bluntly... I may not even know a lot about the law, let alone fight a lawsuit with a qualified lawyer like mine, and I can beat him in every way. "

"And... This is not called a private transaction, this is a means of persuasion. The law allows the plaintiff and the defendant to settle before the trial. We don't break the law at all, what are we afraid of being caught?!".

Zhang Song is naturally talking nonsense.

He knows better than anyone whether he is guilty of breaking the law or not.

But naturally he couldn't tell the truth.

After all....

This suggestion was put forward by him, in order to see Chen Lei stupid and want to cheat him for money.

Now that the money is in hand, he will tell the truth, in case Chen Lei regrets it.

Didn't you suffer yourself?

Anyway, looking at Zhang Lei's stupidity, it is impossible to understand the law at all.

Therefore, Zhang Song plans to hide it directly to the end.

When the case is over, I can be chic for a while with 30w, and there is no need to make extraneous branches.

For this matter will not be debunked.

Zhang Song is also not worried at all.

In his opinion, Li Ranran, a child from an ordinary family, where has he ever seen so much money for 20w?

I just gave 5w, and Li Ranran directly changed his words in the first trial.

Now give him 15w in one go, how could she possibly refuse?

In Zhang Song's view, this matter is nine out of ten.

"That's good, that's good. "

Chen Lei really didn't realize that he was being kept in the dark.

And even...

He also breathed a sigh of relief.

I feel that Zhang Song is worthy of being the lawyer of JunHe in the red circle, and he is reliable!

......

The other side.

Modu Detention Center.

"Mom, why haven't you gotten it out for me yet?"

Inside the detention center.

Chen Jinliang took the breakfast from his mother Zhang Dongmei through the glass, and did not forget to blame.

"It's going to be soon, it's going to be a second trial tomorrow. "

"Your father's side has already dealt with it, and he will be able to come out after the second trial. "

"You too, you don't have a score for doing things. It's okay this time, it cost money to solve it, or ... You're probably going to jail to know it?".

"Your dad has been blaming me for the past two days, saying that I am used to you. "

Zhang Dongmei said blaming words.

But in the tone, there was no sense of blame.

"My son did something wrong, isn't it natural for Lao Tzu to help wipe his buttocks?"

Chen Jinliang replied with a smile.

"What's that?".

Zhang Dongmei glanced at her son: "Do you still expect to rely on us for a lifetime?"

"This kind of thing must be remembered, and you must not do it again next time. "

"This time it's for you to fish, in case you encounter unreasonable, there's no way you know?"

Chen Jinliang said disdainfully: "Is this all my problem? I was so drunk at the time that I didn't know what I was doing, can I be blamed for this?"

"And the woman didn't refuse? I was drunk at the time, couldn't she break free? Obviously, she didn't want to refuse, and she wanted to frame me when she was done, what is my problem?".

Zhang Dongmei glanced at her son again: "Isn't it okay to say a few words?"

"Okay, you hurry up and eat, I still have some business. "

"Let's talk about it, when you go out, you must follow me and apologize to the girl's house, and you are not allowed to regret it. "

Chen Jinliang smiled: "It's just right, when the time comes, I will make an appointment for him and sleep with her for one night." "

"Mom, don't say it... The girl was quite moist. "

Zhang Dongmei was speechless.

After one more explanation, he turned and left.

While walking, he still muttered: "It's obvious that he inherited his father's inconsistency, where am I used to it?".

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(ps: The small climax starts immediately, ask for data...) ）