What's wrong with this lawyer?!-Chapter 939 - 303: It Seems I’ll Have to Call Out ’Director’ a Few More Times_2

Chapter 939 -303: It Seems I’ll Have to Call Out ‘Director’ a Few More Times_2

For example, if you need to record something, then record it; if you need to take photos of a contract, take photos.

For all scams of this kind, remember one thing: the contract they asked you to sign at the time is definitely very different from what they told you, and that alone is enough to prove the existence of contract fraud.

Then file a report.

This is the plan Old Wang painstakingly came up with after much thought, and he believes there’s no problem with it.

Although he’s also scheming to get people put away, the cases are real, the money has been genuinely handed over, and a major difference compared to the Lan Baosheng case is that the legal consultation companies here are the ones taking the initiative.

They’re actively engaging in false advertising and contract fraud.

For the lawyers of our firm, this is tantamount to providing a legal service to their friends and relatives for free.

Because the email also stated that if there’s contract fraud, the corresponding cases will be handled by the lawyers of our firm.

You could say the plan is extremely thorough; it’s not just about giving lawyers money, but also allowing them to maintain good relationships with their family and friends.

Wang Yingying signed up without any hesitation, eager to take part in the drawing. Missing out on such a good deal would have her slapping her thighs in regret when she’s old and lying in bed!

In another office, Lawyer Tang also saw the email and chuckled after reading it carefully: “It seems calling him ‘Director’ has its effects.”

It indeed has effects; just from the plan, you can tell Old Wang certainly racked his brains!

“So you see, Qingqing, people still need a push. Your uncle has always been fixated on badges or billboards, which isn’t good. He’s a member of the firm too and must contribute,” Lawyer Tang coached.

Wang Qingqing, who was massaging Lawyer Tang’s shoulders, laughed upon hearing this: “Looks like I’ll have to call him ‘Director’ more often in the future. Every problem that comes up that we don’t know how to solve can be pushed to my uncle—after all, he’s the Director.”

“But Lawyer Tang, aren’t you worried someone might leak the information now that this email’s gone out?”

Wang Qingqing was quite curious about this. With such blatant phishing, would the fish still bite?

Lawyer Tang waved his hand dismissively: “Don’t worry, practically no one in the firm would leak it, since there’s not the slightest benefit for them in leaking it.”

“Those companies might indeed offer some money, but that’s a one-off deal. Continuing to work at Tengda, however, means a never-ending stream of cases. It’s clearly a better choice.”

“Of course, we can’t rule out those who aren’t thinking straight, but even if the news does leak, what can those legal consultation companies do? Can they distinguish who’s trying to bait them?”

“You should know, Qingqing, according to Old Wang’s plan, everyone who seeks out those firms is actually there to work on real cases. How can they tell? Are they supposed to not take on any clients at all?”

“They could perhaps not take any cases for a month or two, but what about ten months or a year? Stop doing business altogether?”

So Lawyer Tang isn’t worried at all. In actuality, anyone who makes it into Tengda is intelligent and highly unlikely to leak information.

So many days have passed, and there are surely some bosses who think we’re all bark and no bite. Don’t worry, let the bullets fly for a while.

Indeed, online there have already been people jumping out and saying, “How is it that so many companies haven’t made a single peep till now?”

Nobody knows whether these people are doing this on purpose or by accident, but now there are quite a number of these trolls online.

In Modu, Wang Jing’s recent days have been painfully delightful. She took to the internet last time to publicly demand her advisor “grasp her meaning” and revise her thesis, and she’s been ecstatically pleased for several days.

No matter how it’s revised, she’d mock before declaring that her meaning hadn’t been grasped and it needed to be redone, forcing five revisions before Professor Du stopped responding to her.

Later, she taunted online that the professor, despite being a distinguished law scholar, couldn’t even properly improve a thesis.

Then for some reason, the demands from her advisor increased, with sixty second voice messages—she could send as many as twenty in one go!

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It left her with no time to surf the web.

Today, finally having some free time, she targeted her advisor again with her secondary account.

“@ProfessorDu, last time you didn’t revise the thesis properly. How about we make a bet today, on whether Lawyer Tang can regulate those over two hundred legal consultation companies in Jingzhou? You wouldn’t dare to bet, would you?”

In his office, Professor Du looked at the online notification tagging him and his mouth twitched. Sometimes he doubted whether his mischievous student had a split personality.

The person in reality and the one online were starkly different!

But a bet it is, huh? Fine, if she’s still in the mood to bet, that means the pressure isn’t enough!

So Professor Du immediately opened WeChat and began his performance:

“That’s draft number twelve of your thesis, isn’t it? It still has the following eight shortcomings. The first one is…”

He sent over thirty-sixty second voice messages in a rush, and still unsatisfied, Professor Du found Wang Jing’s senior brother’s WeChat and sent another thirty messages. Only then did he feel slightly better.

Only after that did he start replying: “Bet? Why wouldn’t I? I’m saying Lawyer Tang Fangjing can’t do it. He’s just a lawyer; what can he do with so many companies without investigatory power? I’ll take that bet!”

“The stakes will be the same as last time!”

On the other end, Wang Jing looked at the reply and at the voice messages her advisor had sent. In pain yet enjoying herself, she thought she’d better graduate soon and then join Tengda.

At Tengda, an email stirred the interest of a crowd of lawyers—even the richest wouldn’t say no to more money. And besides, it’s a chance for a free lawsuit.