"Lawyer Tang, Lawyer Tang, will they really give us that ten grand plus?"
Just as Old Tang was walking back and forth as if searching for something, Zhao Bin, who had been holding back for a while, couldn't help but ask.
Upon hearing this, Old Tang stopped in his tracks, turned back with a smile, and said, "Drop that 'really,' rest assured, they will be begging you to take the money when the time comes."
Begging me to take the money?
Zhao Bin couldn't fathom what situation would lead to agencies begging laborers to accept money. Do such agencies still exist nowadays?
Not to mention, he had approached several agencies countless times over the past few months, and they couldn't care less about him. Any mention of the withheld wages would result instantly in a barrage of swearing.
Could such people really be made to beg him to accept money?
Zhao Bin laughed subconsciously, "Lawyer Tang, I've never seen anything in my life."
"You'll see it soon enough, but let me tell you, we've barely started. Just in case, I mean just in case I blow this thing up, you'll need to be strong." Old Tang chuckled.
"No problem, Lawyer Tang!" Zhao Bin nodded and said, "I've come to terms with everything now. I'm not scared of death; what else could scare me? Do whatever you want!"
"Good, that's the spirit," Old Tang gave a thumbs up.
"Forget it, if I can't find a place, and there's not even a conspicuous complaint spot, let's just leave. I'm heading straight to the district JW office; I refuse to believe it won't work." Old Tang muttered under his breath.
"With those who sit behind the window and scowl at people, I tell you, if I don't complain about them, I won't be able to sleep well tonight."
Zhao Bin nodded silently; he'd dared to brandish a knife and risk his life in a fight, already a bit crazy, but now Lawyer Tang seemed to be even crazier.
But then again, thinking the latter had a license... there really shouldn't be a problem.
Quickly, at the Jingning District's disciplinary department, Old Tang walked right in with a freshly penned real-name complaint letter.
Twenty minutes later, Old Tang came out with a grin, you wouldn't believe it, his reputation made face recognition incredibly convenient in such places.
After hearing the specifics inside, they immediately expressed an intention to investigate; if any rules had indeed been broken, they'd impose sanctions strictly in accordance with relevant laws and regulations!
And they'd definitely inform him of the results.
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"Lawyer Tang, what do we do next?" Zhao Bin asked as he eyed Old Tang emerging.
"What's next? Now we wait. Procedures take time, but don't worry, I promise you won't be waiting in vain this time," replied Old Tang.
After making plans, Zhao Bin confidently went back to job hunting. He had been doing day jobs before, but now that things were settled, he could finally find a stable place to work.
Old Tang could only sigh. Initially intending to head back to Jingzhou to wait for the university's procedures, he now had another matter on his hands.
However, looking at the new mission that popped up on his task panel, "Use legal means to educate the unscrupulous agency," his trip to Jiangguang Province was truly worthwhile.
One could only say it seemed like his lucky place; whatever he did here seemed to trigger missions.
He was indeed curious to see what kind of company these agencies would claim to be: a labor dispatch company, a labor intermediary, or some other type of company.
Old Tang resumed his leisurely lifestyle, sightseeing and enjoying life since he couldn't return; strangely, though, he kept getting phone calls these past few days.
They claimed to be from Wufang Vocational School, saying they had some matter to discuss with him.
But all he had done was report a crime. As long as Cheng Nanyan got her diploma and refund, his commission would be considered complete.
After waiting for the school's leaders and teachers to be incarcerated, he could return to Lyuzhou, continue with his mission completion work, and have nothing to do with the school.
What was there to discuss?
However, soon Old Tang had to take a call because Officer Lu from Jingning District had rang.
"Officer Lu, what? They insist on talking to me? I merely filed a report. Alright then, since you've gone to the trouble to call me, I have to show respect for that."
A sedan chair needs people to lift it, and Old Tang was not ignorant of this principle. However, sometimes he felt that even with a system on his side, if he still acted timidly, having the system would be as good as not having it at all.
Besides, Officer Lu had been a great help, swiftly organizing an investigation and bringing the suspect back from Lyuzhou right after filing the case, which showed thorough responsibility.
So when it was time to give face, he must do so, just as he did last time for Yin, the mediation officer from the court. He would definitely go; how the talk would go, however, would depend on his mood.
"Today? Today's fine too; I'll be at the station, right? Sure, that works."
On the other end, Officer Lu hung up the phone and turned to the lawyer Shang Qicheng beside him, "Alright, I've spoken to Lawyer Tang; he'll be coming to the station this afternoon. You two can talk it out."
Hearing this, Shang Qicheng quickly nodded, "Okay, okay, thank you very much Officer Lu; this is really troubling you."
That's the advantage of hiring a prominent local law firm; these firms that have grown and operated in a region have something going for them, at the very least they have connections.
In matters that don't touch upon key issues, connections are indeed useful, a fact that cannot be denied.
Money laid down, the firm would definitely work hard.
"No problem, it's just, you said Lawyer Tang is difficult to deal with, but I find him quite agreeable," said Officer Lu, clearly puzzled.
At these words, Shang Qicheng was taken aback. He didn't know how to respond—maybe mention that a single phone call to the man had gotten him blacklisted...