Jing'er frowned and said: "Ms. Wang, we haven't decided yet whether to accept you or not. If you are dissatisfied with our law firm, you can find another law firm."
Wang Qian was very excited and said loudly: "This lawsuit has been won. What do you mean? I have a marriage relationship with Chen Lin. If he dies, I should have a share of the compensation. Besides, when he was alive,
He treated me so badly. When we agreed to divorce, he didn’t give me his daughter or house, but gave me tens of thousands in savings. I didn’t care about this with him. After all, everyone is dead now. I really shouldn’t say that.
It's not his fault, but that's the fact, Lawyer Long, you are also a woman, shouldn't women help women?"
Jing'er looked at her excited face. She was indeed very angry, but anger did not mean she was right. According to her, her husband had only died less than half a month ago, but she was wearing a pink skirt and was quite fashionable.
The makeup on her face is exquisite, which shows that her husband's death is not a blow to her; her words are sharp, and she has no good words for her husband who died to save her. She only talks about all the bad things he did to her during his lifetime, which shows that
He is narrow-minded; he is not willing to go to court for money, and he has no regard for fairness or his daughter, which shows that he is a cold-hearted person. All of the above made Jing'er decide not to accept this business.
She explained a few words to Xiao Yi, then said sorry and went out.
After she walked out, Xiao Yi told Wang Qian what Jing'er meant, and Wang Qian immediately got angry, saying that Jing'er looked down on others, was shameless, and all sorts of nasty things.
Xiao Yi and Xiao Lin spent a lot of effort to send her away. This was the first time they met such a powerful client.
"Boss, I finally sent you off!" Xiao Lin knocked on Jing'er's office door and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Jing'er smiled slightly and looked up at Xiao Lin, "I know you're working hard and I'll treat you to lunch."
"Long live!" Xiao Lin said happily. Jing'er was always willing to treat her to dinner, and she was always generous with her wallet. She would treat them to whatever they liked, no matter how expensive it was.
"But..." Jing'er changed the topic and was about to continue, but Xiao Lin took the first step and said plaintively: "I knew there was something more to come."
Jing'er smiled and said, "Help me check this Wang Qian."
"Didn't he stop answering? Why are you still checking?" Xiao Lin asked in confusion.
Jing'er's phone rang. She motioned to Xiao Lin to wait a moment and answered the phone: "Hello?"
"Old Long? Are you busy? That's right. I have something to ask you." A deliberately cheerful voice came from the other end of the phone, but one could still clearly hear the gloom. It turned out to be Qian Feifan, the God of Death.
"Please don't call me Lao Long." Jing'er was slightly stunned, "Speak to me quickly, I'm busy."
Qian Feifan said on the other end of the phone: "It's like this. I have a distant relative. Her son died and left a compensation. Her daughter-in-law wanted to share the money. Recently, she threatened to file a lawsuit if she didn't pay.
I guess she may have gone to find a lawyer, but I also have to find a lawyer to deal with it, right?"
Jing'er quickly understood what he was thinking and said calmly: "You seem to work in a lawyer's office."
"Hey, you also know that our lawyer Chen is unlikely to accept these small orders. I know that you have always been kind-hearted, so please help me." Qian Feifan actually said these compliments, which made Jing'er immediately raise her eyebrows.
prick.
"What kind of distant relative is she?" Jing'er asked.
"A very distant relative, the kind that can't be reached with a gun, but due to human feelings, I can't help him." Qian Feifan sighed.
"Send me the information." Jing'er originally wanted to take care of this business, but now that she has the money to send the information, Xiaolin saves a lot of effort.
"I'll just send it to you personally." Qian Feifan quickly hung up the phone.
Jing'er stared at the phone blankly, so attentive? There must be something fishy about this guy.
Xiao Lin asked: "What's wrong? Is there any business coming to your door?"
"Wang Qian's mother-in-law may entrust us." Jing'er said, "You don't have to look for the information. Someone specially sent it here. However, Wang Qian's lawyer's letter has not been released yet. How do they know that Wang Qian will definitely find a lawyer?"
"Oh? Prepare for a rainy day, right?" Xiao Lin said.
Jing'er nodded and pulled out a document, "Please check it for me. Don't leave these legal documents to newcomers. Xiao Yi can't handle them yet."
"I know, I will follow suit." Xiao Lin took the documents and went out.
Qian Feifei arrived soon. He usually said he had no money, but he put great effort into dressing up. He had a priceless Italian brand-name suit and a watch on his wrist that cost less than RMB 3,500,000. It seemed that he was a brushstroke.
He used his credit card to buy it, and now that he has Lin Lefeng as his backer, he spends money without any scruples.
He brought an old woman, about sixty years old, with gray hair, short stature, and dressed rather plainly, like an old lady in the countryside.
Xiao Yi took them to the conference room, but did not tell them that Wang Qian had been here.
Qian Feifei and Jing'er were very familiar with each other. As soon as they arrived, they said happily: "Old Long, let's meet at home. I didn't expect to meet here."
Jing'er glared at him displeasedly and did not answer. Instead, she asked the old lady, "Old man, what would you like to drink?"
The old man was sitting there, a little restrained, a little uneasy, a little scared. When Jing'er asked her, she quickly raised her head and waved her hand, "No, no need to bother, thank you judge."
Jing'er chuckled lightly and said, "I'm just a lawyer, not a judge."
The old man's eyes widened and he asked with some fear: "What is the difference between a judge and a lawyer?"
Jing'er glanced at Qian Feifan, somewhat blaming him for not clarifying these questions for her. She didn't answer, but Qian Feifan explained, "Lawyers and judges are actually the same, and they can both uphold justice for you."
The old man felt relieved and said with a shy smile: "That's fine."
Jing'er was so angry that she was stunned. She gritted her teeth and said to Qian Feifan, "Go outside and I'll have a chat with the old man."
Qian Feifan couldn't get what she wanted, so he pushed the documents to her and said, "These are all the information. Take a look. I'll go out and wait."
Seeing that Qian Feifan was about to leave, the old man quickly pulled him and said, "Xiao Fei, where are you going?"
Xiao Fei? Jinger looked at Qian Fei Fei suspiciously. She was sure she heard correctly. It was Xiao Fei, not Xiao Fei.
Qian Feifan frowned and said, "Auntie, I'm waiting outside. Also, don't call me by my nickname."
Jing'er smiled evilly and said, "Yes, old man, Ah Fei will wait outside so as not to hinder our conversation."
Qian Feifan glared at Jing'er angrily and said angrily: "Why do you call me fat?"
"You heard me wrong, I called you Afei." Jing'er looked at him with wide eyes innocently and defended.
Qian Feifan walked out angrily.
Jing'er picked up the document and read it, then asked: "Old man, do you know why your son and daughter-in-law want to divorce?"
Speaking of this, the old man's face suddenly became angry, and he said angrily: "I know, how could I not know? That woman is unruly and has been messing around outside more than once."
Xiao Yi's eyes widened, "What? Isn't your son having an affair? How come it's Wang Qian who is messing around outside?"
Jing'er glanced at Xiao Yi, who then realized that he had said the wrong thing and quickly covered his mouth.