Both hands were too full to carry anything, so I fished out the seldom-used shoulder strap and attached it, slinging it over one shoulder while toting with the other. Step by step, I finally made it to the Jingzhou courthouse security checkpoint.
Whether going to file a lawsuit or attend court, one must pass through security.
Glancing at the security guard by the door, Old Tang spoke up, "Big brother, do me a solid and help me get this bag through security, I truly can't lug it anymore."
The tall, long-armed security guard laughed heartily and replied, "No problem!"
When he went to lift it, the bag didn't budge, and it nearly knocked him over.
"What on earth did you pack in here?" the guard asked, clearly baffled.
"Lawsuit materials, as a lawyer, it makes perfect sense that I'd bring a slightly... substantial amount of them to court, right?"
Slightly substantial?
The security guard looked sympathetically toward the filing office and then said, "Hey, someone give me a hand!"
Ten minutes later, at the filing office window, Old Tang greeted the clerk with a beaming smile, "Comrade, hello, I'm here to file a lawsuit."
The staff member was wondering why it took three people to struggle with the bag just to bring it here. What was inside it?
"Okay, you're here to sue, hand over the complaint," the staff member requested.
Old Tang immediately opened the bag and began to pull out the complaint forms. Normally, we might not be able to imagine what exactly it looks like to have over two thousand complaints.
But roughly speaking, if ten thousand bucks are a hundred bills, then it's about the size of two hundred stacks of complaints.
Basically, it's like going to the bank to withdraw cash, and even the cash counting machine would need a good while to churn through it...
Of course, Old Tang didn't have the arm strength to pull them all out at once, so the staff inside watched, eyes popping, as he hauled them out in bundles.
"Comrade, comrade, wait, just wait, I was asking for the complaint," said the staff member hastily.
"Yeah, right, these are the complaints I'm giving you, no problem," Old Tang casually replied, "Don't believe me? Check them out. They come in double copies, all complaints."
The staff member was stunned, "You have so many complaints - how many people are you planning to sue?"
"Not many, just over a thousand people or so. It's not much work for you guys. But don't worry, this is just the preliminary part; there's only one defendant for now," Old Tang said cheerfully.
Over a thousand people and that's considered not much?
Wait, planning to sue over a thousand people, but only one defendant for the time being - what does that mean?
Glancing at one of the complaints, the staff member finally got it.
"You want to get the information of these people from that Shake Hands Company, right? But this... isn't this a bit too much?"
"They indeed violated my legal rights, so I'm seeking to protect them. There's no problem with that, right?" Old Tang maintained eye contact with the other party.
You know, in his past life when reading novels, he had always envied those protagonists who could sue anyone anytime without a care in the world - it was badass.
Now that he had transmigrated and possessed a system, it would be meaningless not to stir things up.
With an expression of difficulty, the staff member said, "It's not about there being a problem, it's just too many. Over a thousand, there are other ways to resolve this. No need to file a lawsuit."
Hearing this, Old Tang straightforwardly said, "I've already tried other methods. Now, I insist on suing. You either refuse to accept my case, or you help me solve this issue."
"After all, I just need the relevant personal information."
Sometimes, when filing a case, one may encounter these problems, but it's okay, it's important to persist.
No matter what they say, you make it crystal clear: I want to sue. Either accept my case or give me the appropriate paperwork, but trying to make me drop the lawsuit - that's not happening.
Don't think the staff won't try to coax you, you always have to be vigilant...
The clerk summoned the head of the filing office, who also began to persuade, but Old Tang steadfastly held his ground.
This is the Capital, where the rule of law is definitely a lot better than in remote regions. Old Tang truly couldn't believe they would ignore him.
Basically, they would likely transfer the case directly to the Pre-litigation Mediation Center...
But no matter, for him as long as the issue got resolved, whether through mediation or whatever else, it was fine. Original content can be found at novel-fire.net
As Old Tang started the filing process on his end, back in Jingzhou, both the Handong and Jingzhou Lawyers Association had already begun their investigation.
As he had expected, the commotion had prompted the associations to launch an inquiry.
When questioned by the investigators, Old Wang answered bluntly, "Free or not free, who said it's free? We definitely haven't provided free services. You can check, everything in the account is clear."
Clients pay the law firm, the firm handles the taxes, takes its cut, and then pays the lawyers, all with clear records, transactions, and receipts.
Who dares to call their services free!
The investigation was thorough, lasting... an entire day.
Of course, any problem could be uncovered; such practices were a gray area, subject to either penalty or exoneration.
Then obviously, no penalty would apply.
You're joking - Old Tang is a banner of Jingzhou, wouldn't he also be a banner of Handong? Handong's Lawyers Association might want to deal with it, but the higher-ups directly disagreed.
You lawyers' associations can make a fuss amongst yourselves, but don't you dare show to the outside world that we'd stoop to anything for money.
What's this? Have you, the lawyers' association managing the lawyers' group, lost sight of who's in charge here?
The Justice Bureau, and even the Justice Department above, are the true authorities over lawyers, the lawyers' associations are barely substitute parents.