Lawyer's character

"You won't order a bunch of radishes for me like last time, and tell me to eat a big stew. It turns out that the stew is really a dish, with no meaty taste at all. It's a whole radish meeting." Yu Wendong laughed. .

"As you said, don't you still have a few slices of luncheon meat?" Dabao didn't like hearing it anymore: "Last time it was because my brother had no money in his pocket and the royalties were not paid back."

"This time, are you asking me to borrow money again? Let me tell you, I have almost spent my salary last month, and now I only have two hundred yuan left in my pocket. This is my lunch money this month. "Yu Wendong cried out.

"Look at you, I haven't opened my mouth yet, how do you know I'm borrowing money? I really don't want to borrow money this time. My buddy has already switched jobs and started writing online articles. Last month's royalties have been paid, which is more than 3,000. It’s no less than what you earn at work.” Dabao chuckled.

"If you ask me, you should find a place to work. You won't make any money writing books at home all day long, and you also have to pay for electricity and Internet. What's the point!..." Yu Wendong advised earnestly.

"What do you know? This is called dedication to art. What if I win the Nobel Prize for Literature? Then I will buy a Mercedes, hire you to look after the car for me, and give you a rubber stick." Dabao said cheerfully.

"Quickly pull it down! If you can write a work that will win the Nobel Prize for Literature, the Writers Association will soon collapse.

You still dedicate yourself to art..., do you really dare to say that even if you dare to dedicate yourself, is it the art that dares to ask for it, or the Writers Association that dares to ask for it? The ladies in the hair salon street in the county are all interested in it. "Yu Wendong said disdainfully.

"What you said is wrong. Your language is too vulgar. I'm a fucking literati and I really can't communicate with you, a lawyer with all kinds of religions. Did my mother go to your house again?" Dabao blinked.

"Yes, your mother said, let me advise you, don't stay at home all day long and act as a writer. When you have time to go out, you can also indulge in promiscuity and bring girls of the same size with you. My friend is back." Yuwendong said while suppressing a smile.

"My mother said that? Isn't it right?" Dabao asked instead without being annoyed.

"Anyway, the meaning is the same." Yu Wendong saw the waiter starting to serve dishes one by one, so he picked up his chopsticks and started working.

"Hey! I, a great literary and artistic young man, ended up like this... Forget it, I'm going to go to the city to collect news. I'm going to apply for a copywriting job first." Dabao looked like he had unfulfilled ambitions, and Yu Wendong almost laughed when he saw it. .

"By the way, what do you want from me?" Yu Wendong stopped his chopsticks, looked at him, and asked.

"If you didn't mention this, I almost forgot about it. Recently I was planning to write a crime-themed novel, so I met a few gangsters through my friends, and planned to accumulate some materials from them..." Dabao picked up the Beer bottle, poured a glass of wine for Yu Wendong opposite, and said.

"Stop it, are you colluding with them?" Yu Wendong asked immediately.

"Brother, I am a writer, a pure person, a person who is ready to devote himself to art in the future..." Dabao stared at his eyes and defended while holding a beer bottle.

"Okay! Let's get to the point. Just put ellipses in the first words." Yu Wendong looked at the gas tank in front of him and said angrily.

"No, absolutely not. I swear to the light bulb." As soon as Dabao finished speaking, the light bulb above his head flashed twice and went out!

"Sorry, it may have been used for too long." The guy ran over and pointed to the light bulb above the two of them, saying embarrassedly.

"Hey, what a coincidence. I swear... I'll find your boss, or you can give me this table for free." Dabao said reluctantly.

"No...brother, it's just a light bulb, so that's not it." The guy explained hurriedly.

"This is about the light bulb. This is a writer's innocence. Do you understand?" Dabao quit.

"Brother, are you a traditional writer or an online writer?" When the clerk heard this, his eyes lit up and he asked.

"Ah! It was traditional at first, but then it was changed to the Internet. What happened? Don't ask me for an autograph. I don't usually sign autographs for others." Dabao looked at the other party in confusion.

"I'm also online, let's go together! My pen name is Flying Pony Pig." The boy had an organized expression on his face, which made Yu Wendong look stupid.

"What the hell? Are you a horse or a pig?" Yu Wendong collapsed completely. He even suspected that he was old and had lost his brain.

"Go away, brother, don't worry about it. This guy of mine is not from our online literary circle. No... you are quite popular now, and your remuneration should be quite high. Why are you running out to serve the dishes?" Dabao was puzzled. Asked the guy.

"Isn't this collecting style? Art comes from life. I'm here to experience life. This time I'm going to write a realistic novel." The clerk said with a naive smile: "Brother, look at this light bulb."

"You're not a light bulb, come on, I'll give you a drink. We're both from the end of the world, no... we're both writers on the Internet. It's not easy." Dabao took a new cup and poured a cup for the waiter.

"Come on, I'm glad to see you today, so I'll do it first as a courtesy." The clerk was not polite, he picked it up and said, "Just wait, I'll give you a few coupons later, and you can use them as cash next time you come."

"Okay, let's leave a QQ message and communicate more in the future." After Dabao said a few polite words to the other party, the other party changed the light bulb.

"Xiaodong, everything I said is true." Dabao explained.

Yu Wendong subconsciously raised his head and looked at the light bulb, but it didn't go out this time: "Okay, let's talk about the situation."

"This guy I know is a gangster..." Dabao said.

"Don't beautify it, just say it's a gangster!" Yu Wendong interrupted.

"Okay, it's up to you. This buddy I know was arrested for receiving stolen goods, but the public security department and the procuratorate insisted that he was an accomplice and should be treated as theft.

I went to his house yesterday, and his wife was looking for someone to help her get acquainted with her, but the results were said to be unsatisfactory. Now his wife is looking for a lawyer and asked me to help recommend a lawyer. I just remembered you. "Dabao said.

"His wife has never seen a lawyer before?" Yu Wendong asked.

"At the beginning, I found a lawyer in the county. I originally agreed that I could get the person released on bail, but in the end it didn't happen. I spent a lot of money.

His wife felt that she had been deceived, so she planned to change her lawyer this time and find a reliable one. I remember you told me last time that your boss is very famous in the city and specializes in criminal matters, so I would like to recommend that you meet his wife and talk about the case.

If the negotiation is successful, just treat your buddy to a meal! "After Dabao finished speaking, he raised his chubby hand and lifted his long hair in an artistic way.

"Well, no problem. How is your relationship with the guy who was arrested?" Yu Wendong asked.