What's wrong with this lawyer?!

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In the Bright District Legal Aid Center, Tang Fangjing was already waiting in the lobby, chatting with the staff.

However, the words he spoke left the staff member, Sister Liu, somewhat puzzled.

"Lawyer Tang, if I heard you correctly, the case you're looking to take on seems quite... difficult," Sister Liu remarked with a frown.

As for this Lawyer Tang, his name was at least known by everyone in the Bright District's political and legal system nowadays.

He never adhered to any set rules, and in the courtroom, his priority was to send people to jail, just like the last legal aid case he took, a loan dispute, where he ended up sending the plaintiff to jail.

Even though that case was nominally taken by Song Tengfei, everyone knew that Lawyer Song was just a mascot.

Not to mention that when Lawyer Tang was still an intern, he had already butted heads with the Lawyers Association.

All those things could have been overlooked, after all, there are always people who don't want to make a living on their knees, and those who prefer to solve problems with criminal law.

But a lawyer who likes these kind of "dangerous" cases is truly unheard of.

He even specifically mentioned that for those cases nobody wants, those that no one helps with, just notify him!

Those cases that even the lawyers take one look at and feel they're complex, that might lead to metaphorical backstabbing and "suicide", also just notify him!

Some of the legal aid cases have to be directly assigned, simply because nobody is willing to take them.

"Dangerous? What could be more dangerous than the cancer I've got? I'm taking my medication now, running to the hospital every few days, not even knowing how long I'll live."

"The doctor told me to do whatever I want to do, to keep my spirits up, so Sister Liu, really, please help me out," he pleaded.

Tang Fangjing's face was filled with sincere smile.

Really, there was not a single lie in what he said. He had already figured out the system, even bringing forth the "Death's Door Guardian", it was all to make him touch those untouchable slippery slopes.

Anyway, it's living on the edge, that's probably all there is to this life.

Sister Liu looked at the young man across from her with complex emotions. He was really young, yet his words were so touching, and the key point was that he would really do as he said!

And doing things is always more direct than talking about them.

"Alright..."

That settled it, Old Tang laughed inwardly. Having a license is just brilliant; no need to worry about anything else, at least no need to worry about waking up one day to find Song having committed "suicide" with seven bullets in his body.

After a few more years, once he met the requirements, he might even set up his own private law firm. This road is full of thorns; it's better not to involve others.

Once he has his own people in charge at the Lawyers Association, and after he has crafted his image as the model Jingzhou lawyer, with the Bureau of Justice backing him up and with his own health hanging in the balance, he would really play them at their own game!

But you have to eat your meal one bite at a time... Just as Old Tang was daydreaming about the future, he heard someone calling him at the door.

"Lawyer Tang, Lawyer Tang, we're here!"

Turning his head, he saw Luo Duancheng, accompanied by four other men, all with some stains on their clothes. It looked like they had been working before this, and they had rushed over without changing after receiving his call.

"Master Luo is here, come on over, don't just stand in the doorway," Tang Fangjing called out warmly.

The workers felt somewhat uneasy, unconsciously rubbing their hands on their clothes, while Tang Fangjing passed them several bottles of water.

"The day is starting to warm up. Have some water first, and after drinking, we'll fill out the application form and get all the procedures sorted out."

Seeing Tang Fangjing so welcoming eased the other workers' nerves a bit. They had all been quite anxious before coming; even though Luo had explained a lot on the way, they were still fearful until they saw him in person.

The oldest among them, a man named Li Lao Er, was already over sixty with white hair and deep wrinkles. It was easy to tell from someone's appearance whether they had lived a hard life.

Although people always say that there is no distinction between high and low, noble and humble jobs... but a sixty-year-old who sat in an office is wholly different from a sixty-year-old who has done heavy manual labor all his life.

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Li Lao Er could only write his name, so the rest was filled in by Tang Fangjing once he was informed of Sister Liu's situation.

As they chatted while he wrote, Tang Fangjing also learned a bit about the situation of these few co-workers.

They all came from very tough backgrounds, like the somewhat younger Tian Nai, who could truly claim to have old and young relying on him at home—all dependent on him. Barely in his thirties, his wrinkles made him appear to be in his fifties.

And Li Lao Er's situation was even more dire—his son was bedridden, his wife at home caring for their child. They had not only depleted all their savings for medical treatments but had also accumulated a huge debt. Thus, he, a father in his sixties, still had to work hard.

To get accepted on the construction site, he would sometimes have to lie about being only fifty and if he had a minor illness, he would just power through it. Often, his meals consisted of just buying two steamed buns.

Tang Fangjing chatted casually, his heart as cold as stone, or perhaps he had already seen too many tragedies in his past life.

Having spent a lot of time in many cities surrounded by groups with high incomes, he would sometimes see certain people and events online and find some questioning how there could still be such low incomes.

Or they might assume that these people simply didn't try hard enough—otherwise, how could their lives be so miserable?

After filling out the application, Li Lao Er hesitated, "Does this mean... we're all set? We don't have to, don't have to pay anything?"

Tang Fangjing replied, "No need. Wait a few days and I'll contact you. Just come to the office to sign a contract, and you won't need to pay a cent. Rest assured."

When Li Lao Er walked out of the Legal Aid Center, he wore a look of puzzlement on his face. Are there still such good people around these days?

Tang Fangjing was also planning to leave when Sister Liu called out to him.

"Lawyer Tang, this legal aid isn't completely free; at the very least, you have to pay the litigation fees. If you apply for property preservation, you'll also have to pay the preservation fee..."

She worried that he might not fully understand how legal aid works.

On hearing this, Tang Fangjing laughed, "If we win the lawsuit, we can have the other side cover the litigation fees, and the preservation fees can be refunded in the end, so it's not a big deal."

Now that he had his practice license, Lawyer Tang felt confident about making money. Advanced litigation and preservation fees were no big issue for him.

If because of litigation and preservation fees, these people suddenly decided not to sue, then he, Old Tang, would have failed.

"Alright Sister Liu, let's leave it at that. Contact me once the procedures are complete. I'll be heading back now," he said.

After saying this, Tang Fangjing walked out of the Legal Aid Center, humming the familiar tune:

"I am but a carefree man from Wolong Ridge..."

Watching the departing figure of the young lawyer, Sister Liu's face showed a complex expression. There are always some people in this world who can touch others' hearts.

She needed to report to the leadership of the Legal Aid Center; a lawyer like him must be properly highlighted!

Compared to those other lawyers who complain about legal aid cases, he was vastly different!

As Tang Fangjing waited for procedures, he also started taking other cases. Knowing that money would be necessary for future tasks, he had to ensure his own finances were solid.

Since the overtime pay case had already been given to Song Tengfei, he certainly wasn't going to fight over it. His target was the bank!

Why not go after the banks? They have money, and if you win the lawsuit, there would be no worries about enforcement.

Most importantly, a bank case that one of his litigator friends had handled in his past life had not yet come to light in this one.

Look at that, when the common folk have become destitute and there's nothing left to squeeze from them, you can only go after those with money to earn theirs!

Earnings from these cases could then be used for tasks, and it seemed like everyone would come out a winner.

Meanwhile, rumors began to surface online that the Jingzhou City Lawyers Association was suspected of tax evasion and avoidance, and had been put under investigation by the tax authorities. The whistleblower, it was rumored, was none other than Tang Fangjing!

As the news broke, there was an uproar on the internet.