Tang Zheng didn't like to wait passively, so after calling Tantai and asking him to arrange for a few new people to come over and take orders at any time, he went to have lunch.
"Federer's reputation is that good? Not a single bad comment?" Tang Zheng put down his knife, picked up the red wine, and took a sip.
"No, I don't know." It was Anna's first time to eat in such a high-end Western restaurant. She was in a hurry while eating. Fortunately, the environment was quiet and no one laughed at her.
"Character, behavior, living habits, should I go to his house and wait for him?" Tang Zheng glanced at Anna and never thought that she could give an answer. One was a prostitute from the bottom, and the other was a celebrity from the upper class.
It is impossible for lawyers to have any intersection. The information Anna knows is nothing more than what she got from TV. There are too many falsehoods in it.
"There must be a lot of security at their house, you can't get in." Anna didn't know yet that Tang Zheng killed Crooked John in his heavily guarded old lair, otherwise she would definitely change her mind.
"Forget it, a native lawyer, let's crack it with force." Tang Zheng was too lazy to use his brain. He had absolute power and still had to use tactics. It was really embarrassing. He put a gun on Federer's head and all problems were solved.
The reason why I kept Martin waiting in the law firm was to see if his temperament was suitable for him to be a private lawyer. If his plan went smoothly, he would inevitably need a lawyer in the future.
The City of God is similar to the 1990s in the United States, where modernization is quite common. Through Anna's introduction, Tang Zheng found a local snake to get some mobile phones and solved the communication problem. However, he wanted to walk in the sunshine openly and get rid of the stowaways.
Title and legal status are also required.
"Yeah, I know!" After answering the phone, Tang Zheng picked up a tissue, wiped his mouth, then folded it into a paper crane, put down enough US dollars, stood up and left, "Let's go."
After hearing this, Anna stopped pretending to be a lady, pierced the remaining steak with her dining fork, and stuffed it into her red lips. Then she got up and ran after Tang Zheng. After running a few steps, she turned around and ran back, grabbing the goblet.
, drank the red wine inside in one gulp, and then ran out. She couldn't bear to waste it.
Outside the western restaurant, Pang Meiqin and Fujimoto Xiang were already waiting. In addition, there were two robbers, Maruta Sekitani and Hiroshi Aoki.
"Very good, Yuan Xiang, I may have to use your ability this time." Tang Zheng nodded and walked towards the skyscraper not far away. The entire thirty-eighth floor was Federer's law firm. This shows that he
Strong financial resources.
"I will never let you down." Teng Yuanxiang was about to hug Tang Zheng's arm, but stopped after being glared at by Pang Meiqin.
"Hmph, if I have the chance, I will definitely kill you." Fujimoto Xiang felt cruel in her heart, but with a flattering smile on her face. She knew that she could not defeat this woman, so she gave in temporarily.
Tang Zheng walked into the lobby. As soon as he walked into the elevator door, Teng Yuanxiang obediently pressed the door button first.
"Which floor is it?" Teng Yuanxiang asked Anna, how could such a trivial matter bother Tang Zheng.
"Thirty-eight!" Looking at Fujimotoka's performance, Anna felt that she was stupid. No wonder she had been a prostitute. She was not on the same level at all.
"Wait!" Before the elevator door was about to close, a slender arm carrying a Coach women's watch stretched out, and then a panting young woman in a floral dress walked in, "Thank you."
"Which floor is it?" Looking at this white woman, Fujimotoka also began to show her elegance.
"Thirty-eight!" The woman is very beautiful, with a straight nose, blue eyes, and slightly thicker red lips. The combination makes her facial contours full of three-dimensionality. She is very tall, and she has a pair of mixed
Wearing sandals makes you look taller, and just standing quietly gives you the feeling of a flat model.
Her toes were painted with red nail polish, and her hands were very clean, without any manicure or other accessories.
Because Christina was in a hurry, she ran for a while and sweated a lot. At this time, her clothes were soaked through and clung tightly to her body, and traces of her underwear could be seen.
Tang Zheng didn't squint, his eyes were slightly closed, and he was deducing what was going to happen next in his mind.
Sekiya Maruta glanced at the back of this woman with wavy blond hair, and then withdrew his gaze. Aoki Yo and the two robbers secretly looked at Kristina with great interest. They had never had the opportunity to contact foreign women before, and they just felt that
The smell of perfume on her body is also particularly attractive.
The blonde woman's breathing was not yet steady, so her chest was rising and falling, making her already plump breasts more eye-catching. For Christina, who had always been concerned about her image, she felt embarrassed, especially when she noticed the eyes of the men in the elevator.
After that, her face looked unnatural, but she was a generous, cheerful and confident woman, and because of her relationship as a reporter, she didn't care about this.
Due to professional reasons, Christina noticed this group of Orientals. Not to mention Tang Zheng's outstanding temperament, just seeing these people standing around him, not even daring to say anything for fear of disturbing his meditation, she knew
This young man is the centerpiece.
"He's not looking at me!" Christina was slightly depressed. She had an eighty-five-point appearance and many suitors. No matter where she went, she was the center of attention, but today she was ignored.
With a ding, the elevator stopped. Tang Zheng opened his eyes and walked out without even glancing at Kristina.
"How do you know how to appreciate real beauty with the weird aesthetics of Orientals!" Kristina complained and walked out. She had not forgotten the interview work, which was about to be delayed.
Martin is undoubtedly an incompetent hard worker, but he is still responsible. He is sitting on a chair in the lobby, chewing a burger, and staring at the office in the opposite corridor. Without blinking, he decides that as soon as Federer appears, he will rush to surround him.
Let's settle Tang Zheng's matter.
"Good job. Are you sure Federer is in the office?" Tang Zheng patted Martin on the shoulder and looked around the entire floor. In addition to the two front desk ladies, there were four uniformed security guards sitting on chairs. In addition to black batons,
, actually equipped with a pistol.
Noticing this group of people, the security guard glanced over frequently. A black man wanted to come up for questioning, but was stopped by his companions. It would be better to have more trouble than less trouble.
"I'm sure, I met him once in the morning, but he was stopped by the security guard before he could talk." Martin's work ethic is pretty good. In front of the boss, he quickly swallowed the food in his mouth and wrapped up the rest of the hamburger.
, stuff it into your pocket.
"It's okay, you can continue eating." Tang Zheng noticed that Federer was very busy with his business, and there were many people sitting on the lounge chairs in the lobby and corridor, all waiting to see the barrister to resolve personal issues.
"Boss, give me one more day and I will definitely help you get it done." Martin shook his head and begged Tang Zheng again to give him a chance. His expression was quite solemn. He thought his job was about to be finished again.
"The blond woman went in." Fujimotoka reminded, "I wonder what identity is?"
Christina didn't wait in line, she just said something to the front desk lady, and the big-assed secretary came out and took her into the office.
"We will act later, Meiqin. You subdue the four security guards. Sekiya-kun, you are responsible for guarding the door. Don't let others in, but be careful and try to keep the conflict to a minimum." Tang Zheng glanced at the time on his watch.
, straightened his clothes and walked towards the corridor.
Bang, Kristina walked out with an angry expression on her face, slammed the door hard, and bumped into Tang Zheng when she walked past him.
"I'm sorry." The woman dropped these words, muttered a string of curse words to curse Federer and left. She just accidentally saw the guy's ugly face, which made her sick, and she had no intention of interviewing him again.
Tang Zheng opened the door and saw Federer leaning on the chair like a king, training his brown-haired female secretary.
The female secretary's face was filled with tears. She had just picked up the folder and put it on the table. Federer picked it up and threw it on the ground again.
"Pick it up!" Federer's voice was hoarse, like a fierce crocodile.
The papers in the folder were like large white snowflakes scattered on the clean floor.
The female secretary's hands were trembling, as if she was complaining about this unfair treatment.
"Pick it up." Federer said with anger in his tone, "Of course, you can choose to leave, but before that, think about your poor family and think about the fact that you have three younger brothers and sisters to support."
The beautiful female secretary still squatted down.
"Very good!" Federer showed a satisfied smile, looked at the female secretary's body wrapped in ol' clothing, stretched out his big hand and touched her buttocks, and then stared closely at her legs wrapped in stockings.
leg.
The female secretary's body trembled and she ducked to the side, still struggling internally.
"Who are you? Get out!" Another big-assed female secretary saw Tang Zheng intruding. She was full of anger and stopped in front of him. "If you don't get out, I'm going to call security."
Tang Zheng ignored it at all, walked to the sofa in front of his desk, and sat down. The female secretary tried to stop her, but Teng Yuanxiang reached out and pushed her away.
"Since you came to beg me, you should abide by my rules." Federer did not take back his wanton palm, but went a step further and touched the thigh of the brown-haired female secretary, enjoying the smooth touch of the stockings.
This is a slightly obese man, very tall, with sharp eyes like a falcon. He looks at everyone as if he is staring at a delicious piece of venison, ready to swallow it at any time.
"Soon, you will be begging to abide by my rules." Tang Zheng's answer was quite domineering, completely ignoring Federer, "Bring me a glass of wine, I'm a little thirsty."
"Haha, you have courage." Federer slapped the female secretary hard on the buttocks, sat up straight, and started negotiating, "Tell me, what's the matter?"
Federer began to test, if the other party was just a bluffing little person, he would send them to prison and let them live there for a lifetime, no, maybe just a few months, and they would be ravaged to death.