Thriller Paradise Chapter 345: Queen’s Lawsuit Stick

The news of the peak battle for hegemony is undoubtedly a blockbuster, and it can be said that a single stone has stirred up waves. M.

From the moment the game announcement was hung on the homepage of the official website at 0:00 on April 20th, the game has changed colors and undercurrents are surging.

Because of the news of the peak battle for supremacy, the heroes of all walks of life have been fighting hard and slack in the night, trying to improve their own strength as much as possible in the last ten days.

As a result, prices at the auction house soared again. The service of RMB exchange game currency has also ushered in a craze, and even many players who have never recharged can not hold back. The sales of the scare box have increased significantly. For those players who have accumulated thousands of skill points, when do they not need to wait any longer?

However, during this period, Feng Bujue did not go online for three days.

It was April 23 in a blink of an eye.

This morning, someone rang Feng Bujue's walkie-talkie.

Brother Jue rolled off the sofa and fell to the ground, wandering around to the door in a daze, propped up the wall with his left hand, picked up the receiver with his right hand and put it to his ear: "Which one?"

"Me, Ouyang Jian." A man's voice came across.

"Didn't you tell me, if there is nothing important, don't come to me early in the morning." Feng Bujue said.

"Clear your head! It's ten o'clock in the morning!" Ouyang Jian roared: "Stop talking nonsense, open the door."

"Okay..." Feng Bujue replied casually. While pressing the door open button, he glanced at the clock on the wall. It was already ten o'clock, "Ah... I wrote last night I didn't fall asleep until three or four o'clock..." For the past three days, I hadn't been idle for three days, he had been writing almost all the time. Except for searching information online, I don't even look at forums. Of course, don't think he has changed his temperament... He just wants to play the Peak Contest without any distractions in May, so he wants to do all the work ahead of time.

Papa papa--the rapid slamming of the door quickly sounded.

Feng Bujue opened the door and looked at the man in front of him with an unhappy expression, "Do you know if I have a doorbell?"

"The knock on the door can show my irritability more intuitively." The other party replied. This Mr. Ouyang Jian is one of Feng Bujue's few friends, and he is also the "queen" attorney for Brother Jue.

Ouyang Jian is just 30 years old this year, and he is already a man of success in a family and a career. His face is dignified and upright. Whenever you go out on weekdays, you must wear a neat suit, a greasy back, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. At first glance, this looks like a steady and reliable young talent.

But in fact, this stuff is a real-sounding stick. If Ouyang Jian is put aside for six or more years, he will definitely become a shit-cutter that seriously affects social stability and unity. Even in a society where the legal system is already fairly sound in 2055, Feng Bujue once sighed: "It's a pity that you don't become an adviser to the Italian Mafia."

It is undeniable that Ouyang Jian has all the qualities of a top lawyer. He is clever tongue, quick thinking, proficient in business, and the best at drilling legal loopholes... but I don’t know why, he just likes to take some weird cases, or Serve some weird people.

In Ouyang Jian's eyes, law is only a tool; morality is not even a tool, it exists like a wiper. If given the opportunity, he would not mind defending a serial murderer or a big drug lord. Because he has a very extreme principle-victory is justice, and winning a lawsuit is the way lawyers defend professional ethics. Since people are well aware that they are living in an unfair and impossibly fair world, they should have a deeper understanding of the meaning of the judicial system. In this game, it is useless to hold high the banner of morality. If you want justice to be done, you must afford to play, and you must play to win.

In a copyright dispute a few years ago, Ouyang Jian became Feng Bujue's attorney, so their lives had an intersection. After that, the two became friends, and they seemed to be like each other and hate to see each other late. Their meeting is like Hannibal Lecter meeting the clown. In Xiao Tan's imagination, 80% of the scenes of Jian and Jue when talking alone are: one side narrates the cooking method of human flesh in an elegant and calm tone, while the other side utters "hy　　us?"

"Why didn't you notify me after you changed the editor?" After entering the house, Ouyang Jian walked to the sofa and sat down, and asked while taking things out of his briefcase.

"Is it necessary to inform you about this?" Feng Bujue asked.

"You have to wait until you sit in the dock before you remember my phone number and email address?" Ouyang Jian replied half-jokingly.

"This is not necessarily true. In case one day I need to process a corpse, destroy an evidence, clean up the scene of the case... I will probably ask you for help too." Feng Bujue said.

"Do you have some misunderstanding about the lawyer's confidentiality agreement..." Ouyang Jian said.

"No, I'm just very confident in your personality." After closing the door, Feng Bujue yawned and rubbed his eyes, and walked vain steps to the diagonally opposite Ouyang Jian and sat down, "You It is undoubtedly the kind of person who can help clients launder money, cover up criminal evidence, change their names, and escape sanctions. It can be described as the conscience of the lawyers..."

"First of all, I am a law-abiding citizen." Ouyang Jian has opened the tablet that she has brought and is digging through the files. "Secondly, I am quite sure...The lawyer you said is Saul　dman (" A fictional character in "Breaking Bad")......"

"Isn't Saul your goal?" Feng Bujue asked with a smile.

"If my goal is Saul, then is your goal V?" Ouyang Jian is one of the very few people who can not let go of the wind when talking with Brother Jue.

"Unfortunately, I don't have the executive power of V." Feng Bujue said: "And I think that without the protagonist's halo, even if V is more physically strengthened, it will be difficult to successfully implement the movie. Those plans here." He shrugged: "What's more... V is a martyr who has the courage to sacrifice, but I am just... uh..."

Brother Jue couldn't finish speaking, because at this time Ouyang Jian picked up the tablet and displayed a text in front of Feng Bujue--【They used a powerful state machine to imprison people's thoughts; yes The mouthpiece for his defense controls public opinion and paralyzes people's hearts. Honest but despicable party stick, preaching noble faith, but doing the dirtiest deeds.

They have a cobweb-like censorship system, surveillance measures, and isolate his people on a dark desert island. All human rights are the most humble maidservants, facing the **, there is no way to escape .

The superior rulers have luxurious palaces, extravagant lives, rich in the wealth of the enemy's country, and they override any laws—even though those laws are set by themselves—unparalleled privileges. These privileges can be expressed in the form of a luxury car with a special license plate and a elder brother who ignores traffic laws; it can be a verdict against the crime after **** n**; it can be a contrast between the extravagant luxury of a government office building and the simple dwellings of the people ; It can be a steady stream of oil and water in the sea of ​​commerce without losing money, just because of the rich and powerful escorts.

The people have almost forgotten the taste of butter, but the head of state can use a special train to satisfy his appetite. Of course not only butter, but also the cigar of the head of state, and the warm milk that the head of state must drink every night, and the beauties who bring milk...everyone knows these, but you can’t have opinions, or the one waiting for you Scary black pocket. 】

"Remember the "movie review" you wrote for "V for Vendetta"..." Ouyang Jian made a quotation mark gesture with the index and middle fingers of both hands, "Does it cause us much trouble? ?"

"This is really just a film review." Feng Bujue sneered: "I still insist that people who overreact to this are guilty of conscience."

"Really, this is the first time I saw someone use it in the last paragraph of a film review... [Pigs who are greedy for pleasure, sarcasm, ridicule, timid, fearful.] Such a phrase." Ouyang Jian He took the tablet back to his eyes again, "If it weren’t for your fellow who hasn’t taken any substantive action yet, and this'movie review' does mention some plots in the movie, I’m afraid we have to separate bulletproof glass and Bare Window, use the microphone to talk."

Brother Jue stretched his waist, pillowed his head with both hands, and leaned back on the sofa: "Okay, barrister. Let's stop talking...what the **** is going on, I need you to come here. Come?"

"As soon as I enter the room, I'll talk about it, your new editor." Ouyang Jian opened a new document and handed the tablet to Feng Bujue.

The latter took the tablet, took a look in front of him, and then asked, "Is there a problem with the contract between me and the magazine?" Brother Jue didn't feel surprised that Ouyang Jian had a copy of his contract because he signed the contract. Shi Ouyang was there. One of them had a reading addiction, and the other was for professional needs, so at that time they copied an extra copy of the contract and read each one to facilitate the exchange of opinions.

"There is no problem with the contract." Ouyang Jian said: "You have the problem."

"Huh?"

"Ah what, do you think...that you used to drag your manuscripts before, even if it passes, right?" Ouyang Jian said: "You turn down, and I have marked all the places where you violated the contract with different colors. ."

Feng Bujue dragged the document on the tablet, and quickly found what the other party said, and quickly browsed: "Then according to the contract, I have to compensate..."

"That's not necessary." Ouyang Jian interrupted: "I have said that, I will not pursue it for the time being."

"Well...'Renjia'?" Feng Bujue paused for a second, "An Yueqin?"

"What did you say." Ouyang Jian responded.

"No, she came to you?" Feng Bujue reacted instantly after saying this, "Uh...I made a mistake, I shouldn't leave your contact information to the magazine."

"I also find it very inexplicable. At the beginning, I remembered you in the emergency contact column, and only filled in Wang Tanzhi and Bao Qing." Ouyang Jian asked: "When will my The name and contact information are also filled in?"

"Of course it was added after you left..." Feng Bujue continued, "I also added a bracket next to your name, indicating that it is ‘lawyer’."

Ouyang Jian gave a long sigh, "Do you know... I am considering, for customers like you, a third option besides hourly charging and lump-sum charging..."

"What is that?" Brother Jue asked.

"Regularly collect'protection fees'." Ouyang Jian teased.

"Cut~" Feng Bujue said, "As for our friendship, what more money are we going to talk about... Yeah. Besides, for your lawyers, shouldn't making money be as easy as drinking water?"

"Ha!" Ouyang Jian laughed: "If I work in a large multinational cooperation firm, it might be as easy to make money as peeing." He shook his head and said, "Like a small lawyer like me. To die and live, the hourly salary is about the same as that of a student who works in a convenience store." He looked helpless, "I have to deal with one or two guys like you from time to time. I really make money selling cabbage, and I worry about selling white powder... …"

During the conversation, Feng Bujue had read the content marked in the contract, and brought the topic back to the right track, saying, "I said...I will not pursue these four words for now, it seems very subtle. ."

"There is nothing subtle, this is a blatant threat." Ouyang Jian said: "I personally think that it is reasonable, reasonable, and legal to implement on you." He admired comfortably, "Hey... Very happy."

"By the way...this little girl is so courageous..." Feng Bujue thought of An Yueqin's appearance, and said, "After I was swollen here, I sang it to me every three days. ."

"Anyway, you can do it for yourself." Ouyang Jian took the computer back, and put it in his bag while saying: "According to the contract, your "Second-rate Detective and Cat" will be serialized for at least one year. Under someone else's. Do it, just converge, don’t find yourself uncomfortable."

"Isn't it just about submitting the paper on time..." Feng Bujue stood up~IndoMTL.com~ ready to send Ouyang to the door, "For me, as long as I do it seriously, there is nothing I can't do."

Ouyang walked to the door: "Oh, by the way, I have been busy from morning till now. I haven't eaten anything yet. Would you like to come out and eat together?"

"I didn't have an appetite when I first got up." Feng Bujue said: "In addition, I have to deal with your footprints as soon as possible."

"My feet..." Ouyang lowered his head when he heard the words, and his expression changed abruptly in the next second, "Hey! What is this!"

"Don't worry, it's just cat shit." Feng Bujue yawned again, "Haha...you stepped on it shortly after you came in. It was too late to remind you when I noticed."

"Is this the strange smell I have been smelling..." Ouyang Jian roared, "How did you do it so calmly the whole time!"

"Get used to it." Feng Bujue said leisurely with an already indifferent look: "And...in fact, before you enter the door, I stepped on..." (to be continued. If you like this This work, you are welcome to subscribe (this site), give a reward, and your support is my greatest motivation.)