Old Song turned his head and said, "Do you know that those owners in Victoria are causing trouble at Dafeng every single day now?"
"That Han Chengli, who would do anything for money, has had a pile of complaints against their firm accumulate at the Lawyer's Association."
Upon hearing this, Old Tang said, "But it's of no use. I know how much money the developer has. With the bank involved, they nearly ran out of compensation for the previous group of people, let alone now."
Neither of them brought up the subject again, as they were adults.
At Dafeng Law Firm, Han Chengli was now completely overwhelmed.
His firm had taken on many unfinished building lawsuits before, and hardly any of them could be enforced, nor had many owners come to cause trouble at the firm.
But now, these owners were acting as if they had gone mad.
Han Chengli hadn't expected a common saying: without comparison, there is no harm.
The rest of the residents in the community had received their money, and this was too much of a blow to those who were left!
When nobody could get the compensation, it was naturally fine. That's what happened with those unfinished buildings before—they comforted each other and got by somehow.
But this case was different, as the people who went before us got their money, but we didn't. Who can bear this!
The owners were furiously excited, nearly smashing the law firm, with several police officers from the station trying to calm them down continuously.
Upstairs, Han Chengli's scalp was tingling.
What to do, what to do now? As a lawyer, he could argue with reason. Legally, his firm shouldn't bear responsibility, but these people were not reasoning with him...
They were employing the most simplistic natural law idea: "rinima" refund our money! ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novel~fire~net
"Director, director, I just saw it, Tang Fangjing has been discharged from the hospital!" one of the lawyers said. "It has already been reported online."
"What does Tang Fangjing's discharge have to do with us?" Han Chengli said irritably.
"Look, wasn't Tang Fangjing heralded as the toughest-boned lawyer who speaks for the common people? Well, let these people turn to him, let's see if he cares."
You, Tang Fangjing, are the good guy, so you should take care of it, no question about it.
Instantly, Han Chengli nodded and said, "You make sense, go shout a few times to the owners; the more people who shout, the better."
The owners were really like a powder keg now, with Jia Quanmin leading the charge and swearing incessantly, and Old Yu was also there, his eyes bloodshot.
These last few days, he had been green with regret and had argued with his wife several times.
Just then, someone who looked like an owner said, "Everyone, look at your phones, there's news! Lawyer Tang has been discharged!"
"Let's go find Lawyer Tang. He's such a good lawyer, he will surely help us!"
"Right, find Lawyer Tang. The previous owners were helped by him, and Tengda's lawyer just did some finishing work. Let's go to Lawyer Tang!"
Everyone started checking their phones and indeed, Lawyer Tang had been discharged and was at the law firm.
"Let's go, let's go. Last time Tengda Law Firm wouldn't take our case, but Lawyer Tang is a good person; he will definitely help."
Many had actually never met Old Tang, and even those who had, their image of him had started to blur...
Lawyer Tang is a good person, he would help with anything...
Soon, people were ready to go to Tengda, and the crisis outside Dafeng Law Firm was suddenly resolved.
Meanwhile, at Tengda, Old Tang received a phone call.
"They want to see me? What are they thinking? Let them come; without going through this once, there will always be people who think I'm a good person."
He had felt that the online publicity was a bit too much before and had been considering keeping a low profile for a while. He absolutely couldn't allow the setting up such a good person persona.
With only this hundred and eighty pounds, how many nails can one hammer if the whole body was made of iron? It's easy to bully a good person, easy to have guns pointed at you...
Old Song had just rushed over about to say something when he saw Old Tang wave his hand.
"Don't worry, I have no issues here."
His handbag was knocked flying last time, and after the police took care of it, Old Song took it back to the law firm.
It had been gathering dust for months.
Old Tang took it out, unzipped it.
The communication with each owner was in there, just a bit of sorting would be enough.
About forty minutes later, people had already arrived at the entrance of Tengda.
"Lawyer Tang, we can't live anymore. Please help us... "
People who came up started shouting at the entrance, with some self-media from who knows where filming.
Owners too had their phones out recording.
Livestreams had already begun popping up online, with titles saying: Lawyer Tang Discharged, Victims of Unfinished Buildings Seek Help!