"Your chat log is missing some information, like the records where the other party tells you how long you work each day and how much money they pay you. Find those and bring them to me."
"And this one, the record of the intermediary transferring money to you, they just sent it directly through WeChat? Okay, no problem, of course there's no problem."
Old Tang took a sip of water. Previously, Zhao Bin had said there would be just over thirty people, but over the course of the afternoon, more than fifty people had crowded in, and more were still arriving.
It was truly astonishing. The agency was making a fortune just from the referral fees alone, and on top of that, they were looking for all sorts of excuses to make deductions, delay payments...
Not only that, but they transferred wages directly via WeChat...
Without saying anything more, Old Tang thought he could make a trip to the tax office.
"Zhao Bin, is there no one else?"
Zhao Bin, who had been helping outside all this time, was equally parched and replied, "Lawyer Tang, no, I don't think anyone else is coming at this time."
"Alright, you can go back first then. Remember, tomorrow morning, at nine o'clock sharp, you must be at the Guanning substation. They don't need to go in."
Zhao Bin acknowledged and glanced at Tang Fangjing, who was still busy, then stepped out.
Once outside, he dialed a number: "Hello, Er Gouzi, for the matters concerning other intermediaries, look for someone else. Lawyer Tang is completely free of charge, and he hasn't had a break in a long time."
"The man's got late-stage cancer; what if something happens? Anyway, I'm making it clear; none of you better bother him, or I'll be the first to object!"
With Old Tang offering his services for free, naturally, more workers were tempted. If you're providing free legal aid to these people, then those of us who have been duped by other agencies wonder if we can also get free help...
People are always complicated.
But these people were held back by Zhao Bin and his friends.
Inside, Old Tang was bustling about. He could guess what was happening on the outside, but it didn't matter. If he had the time and money, helping out was certainly nothing to fault.
However, at this moment, he was barely getting by, so he could only do his best to assist.
The focus now was on how to get the police to file a case.
Criminal law is reserved for restraint; it's not a matter of matching the situation to the statutes and sending it right through—things didn't work that way.
As the most severe form of law, it often required substantial disruption to some order or some rights to be used.
So what Old Tang had to do now was to use these evidences to prove one thing.
The Chenlin Labor Intermediary Company deliberately made deductions during the wage payment process.
The assessment of dispatched labor is generally done by the employer company, which means even if your intermediary agency has the proper licenses, you have no right to make deductions.
Not to mention, the amount of money given by the factory is verifiable!
All these evidences must be thoroughly organized and categorized, and it certainly wouldn't be easy to get it filed.
The next day, Old Tang appeared early at the entrance of the Guanning substation.
There weren't as many workers as the day before; only about twenty or thirty, which was actually quite normal.
After all, these days, almost everyone is the same. Homeowners of unfinished buildings are , and so naturally are the workers.
It's not that poor workers are necessarily good people. There are plenty who are sneaky and sly, hoping for free help but unwilling to do anything themselves.
Old Tang didn't care. A few people were enough, especially since there was a joint letter. As long as the case could be filed, everything else was trivial.
The substation saw the people outside and thought something had happened, so they quickly sent someone to ask.
"Oh, Lawyer Tang, so you're here to report a case?" The policeman who came out asked with confusion: "So many people to file a report?"
"Yes, they've all been wronged. Many more couldn't come today, but we have a joint letter, and I alone can make the report," Old Tang replied with a smile to the officer.
That was no problem then. When someone comes to file a report, naturally you can't stop them at the door.
And since they had thoughtfully selected a spokesperson, it was even less of a problem.
Old Tang followed the police officer into the office, and right before he sat down, he saw Old Lu come back.
"Hey, Lawyer Tang, what brings you to the station today?" Old Lu, with dark circles under his eyes, asked curiously.
He had been investigating the past internships at schools these past days, visiting various factories in Guanning District. What he uncovered was shocking.
The school had been organizing student internships for almost ten years now, initially with less boldness, but they grew bolder over time.
"Oh, I'm here to file a case today, Officer Lu, you go ahead with your work," Old Tang said offhandedly.
Upon hearing the phrase 'to file a case', Old Lu subconsciously touched his hair—after Tang's last case submission, he had to make cross-province arrests and stay up late gathering evidence, which made him lose quite a bit of hair.
The previous case wasn't even over yet, and here's another one?
No, he needed to keep his distance. His current case was almost concluded, and after that, he intended to take a good rest. At his age, he couldn't keep up.
After a few steps, Old Lu felt an itch of curiosity. Should he go over and listen?
Mainly because Lawyer Tang always played outside the box, and his criminal mindset was also quite different from that of an ordinary person.
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Old Tang followed the officer in front of him into the office, sat down without speaking, and saw Old Lu coming back again.
"Cough cough, well, Xiao Wang, you do your report, and I'll just listen."
The officer didn't object, knowing Old Lu would listen; if the case was accepted and reported, there was a high chance that he would be the one to review it since the substation was short-staffed and busy...