Lawyer's character

The son of the middle-aged couple who came for consultation in the conference room was only fifteen years old. No matter how the court convicted him in the end, he would not be sentenced to death. His life could definitely be saved.

But Director Sun kept saying it was "difficult to handle" and used a lot of legal terms. The implication was that he wanted to raise the price and charge more lawyer fees. Using one's own professional knowledge and the ignorance of the client to make money is not making money based on real skills, but is completely deceiving the client.

Fang Yi rubbed his face vigorously with both hands. He didn't understand why Director Sun, an old lawyer who looked so professional, would do this. Is he really short of that much money?

Fang Yi is not averse to bargaining with clients about attorney fees, but he cannot accept using this fraudulent method to raise attorney fees.

He remembers that when he was a graduate student, his tutor once said: A lawyer who makes a lot of money or is a famous lawyer may not be a good lawyer, let alone a lawyer with a conscience.

Now that I think about it, what the instructor said is really true. Some lawyers don't look at the people who wear clothes all day long. In fact, they are full of men stealing and women prostitutes. They are all about spending money. They have no conscience at all, let alone anything. Professional ethics.

This was the first time that there was a gap between Fang Yi and Sun Zhengyi. The image of the old lawyer who seemed harmless to humans and animals and had high morals suddenly collapsed in Fang Yi's heart, and was replaced by a treacherous old lawyer who was only interested in profit.

Perhaps realizing that Fang Yi was not in the right mood, Sun Zhengyi did not let him in to help take notes, but instead let Zhao Zhongcheng in.

Fang Yi understood that if this case was negotiated, it would definitely not be handed over to him, but would most likely be handed over to Zhao Zhongcheng. Even if Director Sun entrusts him with this case, he won't do it because he can't bear the commission on such a case.

After the middle-aged couple left, Fang Yi saw Zhao Zhongcheng's happy expression. Knowing that the lawyer's fees were not reduced for this case, he felt sick in his heart, and even a little disgusted to see Zhao Zhongcheng's ugly face.

When he was about to get off work in the afternoon, Director Sun called Fang Yi into the office.

"Lawyer Fang, do you know how much the legal fees were for this case today?" Director Sun said with a proud look on his face.

"I don't know." Fang Yi smiled lightly.

For the first time, he felt that Sun Zhengyi's smile was so ugly, and there was no kindness at all.

"Fifty thousand yuan! This case is considered a high fee in our office. Do you think I'm too shady?" Director Sun said.

"No, maybe I'm too soft-hearted.

I think it's not easy for them either. They just want to save their son's life. Their son was only fifteen years old, so there was no way he would be sentenced to death. Fang Yi said and lowered his head.

"Well, you are indeed too soft-hearted. As lawyers, we only use professional knowledge to make money. If we don't make money, what are we doing as lawyers? Do we spend so much money and waste so much time studying law just to provide cheap services?

If you want to be more open-minded, we are lawyers. No one will blame us if we speak more or less. Everyone does it. Their son will not be sentenced to death anyway. They are happy and so are we. It’s great to get the best of both worlds!

You have to understand something! In this business, honest people cannot make a fortune. " Sun Zhengyi consoled.

Fang Yi didn't want to refute him. The reality was indeed the case. An honest person could not make a fortune in any profession, unless pie in the sky fell into the sky and he bought lottery tickets and won big prizes.

Capitalists' first pot of gold smells of blood, but honest people are generally very well-behaved. They earn clean money. It is because the money they earn is so clean that they are poor! From this perspective, what Son said was correct, and Fang Yi could not refute it.

Just when Fang Yi walked out of the law firm with his briefcase, his cell phone rang. It was Yu Mantang, asking him to go to a big hotel in the city to meet Mr. Dong immediately.

Fang Yi knew that what Yu Mantang said about catching the traitor might happen tonight, and Mr. Dong might be the real owner. He didn't dare to neglect and took a black car directly to the city.

In the private room of the Jinyu Hotel restaurant, Fang Yi met Mr. Dong.

Mr. Dong is a big man, he looks to be in his forties, with a wide shiny forehead, some sparse hair on the top of his head that is neatly combed, a pair of big bell eyes, a big mouth, a big face, and he looks like the Maitreya Buddha in the temple. The face shape is very similar.

There was a domineering aura about Mr. Dong, which was even more powerful than Yu Mantang's aura, which made Fang Yi feel faintly depressed and had difficulty breathing.

Three men sat next to Mr. Dong, each with sharp eyes and burly stature. When Fang Yi entered the door, they all looked at him.

"Hello, Mr. Dong, I am Fang Yi." Fang Yi said with a smile after being brought into the private room with his bag.

"Are you the lawyer introduced by Lao Yu?" Mr. Dong spoke angrily.

"Yes, Mr. Yu asked me to come over to you." Fang Yi said.

"Sit down! Follow me to see a good show later. I wrote this, see what's wrong with it." Mr. Dong said, handing a piece of paper to Fang Yi.

Fang Yi took it and glanced at it. It was a property list. This was for divorce and property division!

"Mr. Dong, is everything written on this list complete?" Fang Yi felt that since he was here, he had to behave professionally.

"Quan, I wrote these things when my ex-wife and I divorced. I still know my own things very well." Mr. Dong said expressionlessly.

"Okay, I need to use the computer. Give me half an hour and I will put the agreement in front of you." Fang Yi said.

Mr. Dong looked at the thin man who had just brought Fang Yi in and said, "Monkey, find a computer for Lawyer Fang."

"Okay! There is a print shop on the first floor, and there should be computers inside. Lawyer Fang, come with me." Monkey said.

More than twenty minutes later, Fang Yi unplugged the USB drive from the computer, took the printed marital property division agreement, and walked into the private room again.

Since the last time he visited him in Mantang, Fang Yi made several templates and put them on a USB flash drive, including divorce agreements, marital property division agreements, prenuptial property agreements, etc., and finally used them today.

"Not bad, professional enough! Scarface, have you said hello over there?" Mr. Dong looked at the man sitting aside with a scar on his face.

"Brother, I have already said hello. They will call me later after they take action." Scarface said.

"Okay, Lawyer Fang, let's eat first and go to the theater later." After speaking, Mr. Dong asked the waiter to serve the food.

At 8:50 in the evening, Fang Yi followed Mr. Dong and others into a chain hotel and went straight to the third floor. When they arrived at the door of Room 321, several policemen were checking the room.

"Comrade, we are not singing, we are colleagues. You see, we have work cards..." When Fang Yi came to the door, he heard a man's pleading voice faintly coming from inside.

Scarface said hello to a policeman at the door, and then the policeman took a police report and left. Mr. Dong stood at the door with a cruel look on his face and did not go in immediately. Fang Yi faintly heard him muttering: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, it's not worth it for being a bitch..."