Lawyer's character

"Young man, you told me all this trick. Don't worry if I don't find you, just do it yourself!" Huang Yuanchao said with a smile.

"It doesn't matter. Didn't you pay the consulting fee? I have to give you some advice." The other party said with an indifferent expression.

Fang Yi stood behind and heard clearly. He had a bottom line in doing things and had a lively mind. He couldn't help but become interested in the young man in front of him.

If a lawyer is not broad-minded enough and cannot learn and apply things flexibly, it will be easy for him to get entangled and unable to get out, and it will also be very difficult to get along with his colleagues. If a lawyer only thinks about money and has no bottom line in doing things, this is a big taboo, but there are not a few such lawyers. Some are forced by life, and some are due to human nature problems.

Someone who talks about benevolence, righteousness and morality may not be truly benevolent and righteous, and someone who talks about vulgar language may not necessarily be a real man. It may be that they just don’t want to show off. Isn't it ironic? This is the reality.

"Mr. Huang, do you still want to consult? I charge by the hour." The other party looked up at Fang Yi and smiled at Huang Yuanchao. That means if you have nothing to do, just make room and don't delay my business.

"Okay, it's okay." Huang Yuanchao stood up, winked at Fang Yi behind him, and walked out the door.

"What's your surname? What questions do you want to consult? The consultation fee is fifty yuan an hour..." The young man looked at Fang Yi with a smile, but was stunned in the middle of the sentence: "Why do I think you look familiar! I seem to have seen you somewhere. .”

"Looks familiar? If it looks familiar, let's get some noodles!" Fang Yi sat down with a smile.

The other party seemed to be petrified, and slowly turned back with an embarrassed look on his face, looking at the photos on the wall behind him...

Although it has entered October, the sun's rays are not so uncomfortable, but it is still a bit hot if it shines directly on the body.

At this time, three people were standing under the shade of the trees on the roadside.

Fang Yi took out a cigarette and handed it to Huang Yuanchao and the young man who just wanted to answer his legal questions. The latter waved his hand humbly. He did not smoke.

Fang Yi and Huang Yuanchao smoked cigarettes and looked at him silently. The latter felt a little embarrassed and felt like a fattened pig, and now the Chinese New Year is about to come...

A few minutes ago, in the printing room, the young man opposite Fang Yi, after a moment of confusion and embarrassment, immediately understood, and his attitude was very bad. He stood up and asked Fang Yi to move outside to talk, and Fang Yi also wanted to listen to him. Seeing his adaptability, he walked out of the print shop without saying anything.

"What..., Fang...Lawyer Fang, I was wrong...I have an old mother who takes medicine..." The young man licked his lips and rubbed his hands from time to time, looking very nervous.

"Are you saying that there is an old mother who takes medicine, a child who is nursing, and a laid-off wife in the middle?" Huang Yuanchao had an expression on his face that said, "It's weird if you believe me. You go to graves and burn newspapers to fool ghosts. That's all." Thousand-year-old fox, what are you playing with? If you are not honest, we will sue you to the court for infringement of portrait rights. You will be left with nothing to eat."

"I didn't say I had a wife or children... My mother is really taking medicine. As long as you don't sue me, you can do whatever you want. I'll introduce you to the news. I won't charge you any money and I'll work for you for free for a year. I'll put it on the wall right away. The photos were taken off..." The young man looked at Fang Yi and Huang Yuanchao pitifully, almost crying.

If you are caught, you will have no choice but to admit defeat.

"What's your name?" Fang Yi asked.

"Yuwendong." The young man replied in a sweet tone.

"What? Chinese? And math? Tell me your real name." Huang Yuanchao thought the other person was talking about a nickname, like a WeChat name, or maybe it was Tom and Jerry who worked in a high-end office building.

"My real name is Yu Wendong, not Yuwen's Yuwen, but Yuwen's Yuwen, really..." Seeing that Huang Yuanchao didn't believe his tongue twister, the young man took out his ID card and handed it over.

"The surname is Yuwen and the given name is Dong." Huang Yuanchao glanced at his ID card, turned to Fang Yi and said.

"Let's go, get in the car!" Fang Yi glanced at his ID card, then at Yu Wendong, and spoke.

Huang Yuanchao was startled: "Get in the car? Let's not talk anymore?!"

"Yuwen, I only give you one chance, get in the car." After saying this, Fang Yi threw the cigarette butt into the tree pit, wiped it out with his foot, and walked towards the Toyota car on the side of the road.

"What? Where are you going!" Huang Yuanchao looked at Fang Yi's back and was confused. Didn't we discuss it before? Why didn't we just follow the routine?

Yu Wendong was also confused. What was he going to do? Kidnapping? No, he seems to be richer than me! He followed Huang Yuanchao into the car in confusion.

More than half an hour later, Fang Yi's car parked outside a small courtyard in a suburban village. Fang Yi got out of the car and looked at the stone courtyard wall in front of him. The soil on the wall was seriously damaged, and there were a few weeds growing stubbornly.

The gate of the courtyard is made of wood, and its color has faded, giving it a simple look. The gatehouse was covered with wormwood, and it felt like it was crumbling, but it still stood firm.

From outside the courtyard, you can see that there are four slate houses in the courtyard (the roofs are paved with slates, not tiles). Several pieces of the slates on the roofs are broken, and they are covered with plastic sheets, which are probably used to prevent rain. The plaster has been exposed to wind and sun, and has become somewhat white and damaged. There are a few weeds growing on the roof.

"This is my home." Yu Wendong lowered his head and introduced reluctantly.

On the way back, he kept wondering whether the two lawyers in front of him were worried about the court's ruling and that they could not afford the money, so they came to his house to see if there were any valuable items. There is no choice but to take one step at a time.

Yu Wendong opened the wooden door anxiously and walked inside, with Fang Yi and Huang Yuanchao following behind him.

The courtyard is not big, but it is very clean. There are firewood and corn stalks piled against the wall, and a large row of yellow corn piled under the eaves. A woman in her fifties, with some gray hair, wearing a camouflage uniform, He was sitting on the plastic sheet spread in the yard, shaking the handle of the small corn thresher, threshing the corn.

Floating objects flying in the air scattered in all directions and landed everywhere. The woman coughed from time to time.

When the wooden door was pushed open, the woman looked toward the door: "Xiaodong, why are you back so early today?"

"Mom, I..." Yu Wendong didn't know how to explain.

"Sister, we are Yuwen's colleagues. We stopped by to have a look." Fang Yi took over the conversation.

"Oh, it's a colleague. I'll get you some water, go in and sit down." The woman sat for too long, her legs were numb, she stood up with difficulty, walked to the door of the room, and complained: "This child , I brought people to my home, and I didn’t know to tell them in advance.”

"Sister, don't be too busy. Let's sit for a while and then leave. Let's sit in the courtyard. The weather is nice today and it's cool outside." Fang Yi took a bench and sat in the shade. At the same time, he sniffed and smelled something. Strong Chinese medicinal flavor.