The fan in the training room is spinning "whoosh, whoosh". There is no air conditioning here, and the summer heat tightly wraps around the human body, stimulating the heat-sensing nerves. The surrounding gray rough walls exude a faint musty smell. On the table

There were already several interrogation transcripts, with bright red fingerprints on the papers and a signature in black handwriting at the end.

Kotaro sat in his seat, frowning, crossing his hands, and clasping his fingers tightly with each other. The people in the court did not ask anything from his own mouth. After all, the people under his command did a lot about the reports of attacks on Terai.

Well, it didn't leave any traces. The people in the court had nothing to do with themselves.

But just now, he was notified that the plaintiff's lawyer Kitahara Yiichi was going to meet with him, so he was forced to stay in the training room. Kitahara Yiichi and Koutarou thought of this name silently in their hearts. It was this name that made him file a lawsuit against his company.

Litigation, that's the name, actually used a traffic accident case to destroy his plan to become the successor of the group.

Thinking of this, Kotaro couldn't help but bulge his cheeks, gritted his teeth, and showed extreme unwillingness in his eyes.

On the desktop, a mobile phone was pressed against the interrogation transcript. The screen was turned on, and a stock market software was opened on it. After the first-instance verdict came out, the stock price of Kawamoto Expressway had plummeted by 50%, and the white daily line of the stock price seemed to be broken.

The kite dives vertically towards the ground.

Because some institutions are financing long positions, when faced with a sharp decline in stocks, these institutions can only liquidate their positions and sell stocks in order to avoid further margin calls. The damaged long chips, together with the selling of short positions, have gathered together to form a stock.

More powerful selling pressure.

This huge selling pressure caused Kawamoto Expressway's stock price to spiral downward.

Koutarou looked at the stock price chart on his mobile phone out of the corner of his eye, feeling that everything he had done was so ridiculous. The financing and share expansion plan that he had finally pushed forward, and the large amount of cash he had absorbed, was now estimated to be mostly used as compensation for future class actions.

My hard work eventually became someone else's wedding dress and the fat on the chopping board.

Not reconciled.

Not willing to give in!

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.

Immediately, the handle on the doorknob turned, making a "squeak" sound, and the door of the training room was pushed open.

A man wearing a gray suit jacket, carrying a briefcase, walked into the room. His face looked very young, probably only about twenty-five years old. The gray suit jacket had several obvious creases and some stitches.

Some of the threads are coming out. People who are familiar with it will laugh at it. They took the suit jacket to the washing machine and messed it up.

Koutarou raised his head and saw the man in front of him, he couldn't help but was startled and his whole body froze.

Kita...Kitahara Yiichi?

Is he Kitahara Giichi? The man who launched a class action lawsuit against his company, the man who defeated Imanishi?

Koutarou thought that the person who was coming was at least a senior lawyer in his fifties or even sixties. Unexpectedly, it would be such a young man. Koutarou was speechless for a moment, not knowing what expression to make.

.

Beiyuan pulled out the chair in front of him and sat down with a rather contented look.

In the training room, these two people sat opposite each other, just like two generals meeting in the area between the two armies on the battlefield. On one side was a lawyer who had filed a class action lawsuit, and on the other was the chairman of a listed company. The two of them were facing each other.

The opponents who were entangled and fighting each other, in places where they couldn't see each other, used countless cruel and poisonous moves on each other.

These two rivals finally met for the first time.

"You made a big splash this time." Koutarou sneered, "You stepped on our company and launched a class action lawsuit. How about it? Do you feel particularly refreshed? Do you feel that you have almost become a righteous person?

Messenger, please punish us, the highway companies that suck people's blood, happily and heartily."

Listening to the strange words on the other side, Beiyuan's expression did not change at all, and he just said coldly:

"I never feel that I am the embodiment of justice. Or in other words, I never feel that any human being can claim to represent justice. Only gods know what justice is. I am just a lawyer, and I only care about two things.

First, what are the provisions of the law? Second, how to use the law to protect the rights and interests of my client."

Koutarou's eyebrows suddenly trembled. He couldn't imagine that these almost callous words were actually spoken by a hot-blooded college student who seemed to have just graduated a few years ago.

"Do you think you won?" Kotaro's voice sounded. "Thanks to your lawsuit, the decline of this industry will be faster now. With the current scale of highways, the annual maintenance expenditure is terrifyingly huge. The entire industry has already

Overburdened, there are very few highway sections that are truly profitable."

"This lawsuit will definitely have a chilling effect." Kotaro raised his voice slightly, "The city halls across Japan simply don't have enough income to support the maintenance of the road network. Without our expressway companies struggling to support it, local municipal governments alone

The government's little income can't even cover maintenance expenses. By then, investment in roads will be even less, and the road maintenance situation will worsen. You think you are doing good things, but in fact you are changing the entire situation to a worse place.

Bad direction push.”

"I very much agree with your opinion." Beihara smiled and said, "By then, the huge road maintenance expenditures can only be met by taxation. However, the ultimate destination of the tax burden will be the class with the least bargaining power in society.

The result is that poor citizens who do not use highways are using their hard-earned taxes to subsidize transportation companies and highway companies that use highways. The end result is a lose-lose situation."

In an instant, Kotaro was stuck again. He originally thought that the young man in front of him would stand up and refute him, scolding himself with his childish and shallow concepts.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Unexpectedly, his understanding of this issue has reached this point.

However, the young man in front of me seemed to know everything.

Seems to understand everything.

It was as if everything was under his control.

Kotaro couldn't help but get a little excited, and punched the table directly, "In this case, why are you still doing this?! Why are you still doing this?! Isn't it possible to reconcile in private?! Just rely on the materials in your hand, is it possible?

Don’t you think you can successfully force us to settle?! Why would you file a subsequent class action lawsuit?!”

"If you hadn't published those news reports about Terai, you might have reconciled privately." Kitahara said quietly, "Your reports once forced my client to jump off the Edogawa Bridge in Tokyo Bay.

.In line with the principle of a tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye, a tit for a retaliation, I chose to initiate a class action lawsuit."

In an instant, Kotaro was stunned again. It turned out that everything originated from this. It was really ridiculous. Kotaro seemed to have seen the reincarnation of fate and sneered:

"You know, I once stood on the Edogawa Bridge in Tokyo Bay, hesitating whether to jump off. That was the day when I first came to Kawamoto Expressway as the chairman of the board. At that time, it was a joint venture road construction project, and we were 30

% of the project money was given to the other party and defrauded, and that year, the Kawamoto Expressway directly suffered losses."

"At that time, I was standing on the Edogawa Bridge and wanted to jump off. Later, yes, it was a lawyer. I still remember it was from Miki Law Firm. A lawyer named Gu Meimon was about to jump.

He stopped me the moment he came down. He told me that the lawsuit would definitely be won and the project money would be recovered. At that time, he was obviously just a paralegal in the Miki team, but he said such frivolous words. However, it happened that

Those words really touched me at that time.”

Koutarou seemed to have been immersed in the memories of that year, "Speaking of which, the lawyer named Gu Meimen seems to have a temperament similar to yours. I wonder how he is doing now."

Koutarou turned to look at Beihara, "Tell me, what is your purpose today? You are not just here to chat with me."

But he saw a stack of information being taken out from the briefcase of the lawyer in front of him. On it was a series of tracking records of IP addresses, showing that the IP addresses that communicated with several tabloids and weeklies were eventually locked to the headquarters of Kawamoto Expressway——

Shinjuku Center Building. These information are attributed to a certain hacker girl in an Internet cafe.

“Kneel down and apologize to my client. I can choose not to disclose this information. After all, at such a critical moment for the company, if the legal representative is detained judicially, he may even be held criminally liable for obstructing civil proceedings.

You should know how much impact it will have." In the training room, the male lawyer said coldly.
Chapter completed!