Chen Yang pushed out the door with a face as deep as water.
Outside the door, Chen Fang held King Chen's golden face in both hands and stood solemnly, obviously having been waiting for a long time.
Chen Yang naturally took the golden mask, put it on his face, and said calmly:
"Let's go."
Chen Fang led the way, went downstairs, got in the car, and galloped on the road to the riverside in the dead of night.
Sitting in the car, Chen Yang asked: "Chen Fang, where is my most gorgeous lawyer team in history?"
After persuading lawyer Zhu who was invited by Meng Ran, Chen Fang led the team of lawyers and quietly left the scene after the old lady gave in.
Chen Fang quickly replied: "Master, I have temporarily settled them in the hotel, should I... let them go back?"
"If yes, young master, would you like to meet Mr. Li Wenchang?"
"Mr. Li is the family's legal background and the identity of King Chen's left hand."
After Chen Fang finished reporting, she closed her mouth.
The situation must be explained and opinions must be put forward, but there must be no suspicion of making decisions for Chen Yang, otherwise the outcome will definitely not be good.
This was the lesson taught by her grandfather, Chen Fuqian.
Chen Yang raised his eyebrows. He did not expect that Li Wenchang, the founder and chief lawyer of Shangjing Wenchang Law Firm, was actually the identity of King Chen's left hand and one of the Chen family's heritage in the legal world.
He pondered for a while, then slowly shook his head and said: "It's impossible to let them go back. I summoned a team of lawyers here not to deal with a little Meng Ran or a little Tang family."
"They're not qualified yet."
Chen Fang nodded in agreement.
If you really want to use the legal team here, you are killing a chicken with a bull's knives and wasting natural resources.
Let them go to Beijing.
Chen Yang leaned back on the seat in the car, closed his eyes slightly and said: "Let them take over all the properties of the Chen family in Shangjing and ensure that there are no legal problems in the whole process."
"That's why I asked them to gather."
Chen Fang's expression suddenly became solemn and she responded respectfully.
In her opinion, everything in Xiajiang City is just a small matter, and taking over the Chen family in Shangjing is the top priority.
Chen Yang continued: "Then, let Puzhao Investment Management Committee spend the remaining seven billion.
There’s no point in stretching them.”
"I will never know what the old guys want to do until the day I go to Beijing in person."
After Chen Yang finished speaking, he stopped talking and the car fell into silence.
But ten minutes later, they were picked up by the ferry and boarded a boat floating in the middle of the lower river.
On the boat, there were two rows of black suits, wearing sunglasses in the night, with their hands folded in front of them, motionless like sculptures.
The dazzling searchlights shined on the deck, dispersing the night and making it bright like day.
In the spotlight, Goodman's hands and feet were tied up, a hemp rope was tied around his mouth, and he was moaning loudly.
Chen Yang took King Chen Jinmian with him, stepped onto the deck, and glanced at Goodman.
He didn't notice the sack in the corner of the deck.
The sack was motionless, like the kind commonly seen on riverbanks filled with sand.
This sack was originally filled with sand, as Tang Zhiyi, who smelled the earthy smell for half a night, can attest to this.
When he looked through the hole in the sack and saw the huge formation on the deck, his whole body became stiff. Not to mention shouting, he didn't even dare to struggle.
Tang Zhiyi saw Chen Yang with the golden face of King Chen, and his eyes swept over him, feeling as if he had been pricked by a needle.
For a moment, he felt that the golden-masked man's gaze was brighter than a searchlight. Tang Zhiyi closed his eyes subconsciously, fearing that the other person would notice his gaze.
When Tang Zhiyi opened his eyes again, he saw that the rope on Goodman's foot was untied, and then the golden-masked man raised his foot and kicked it violently with the posture and power of a goalkeeper on a football field.
out.
With a muffled sound, he kicked Goodman between his legs...