What's wrong with this lawyer?!

Old Tang got into the car and sat in the passenger seat, while Wang Qingqing took on the responsibility of driving.

Today, she deliberately dressed somewhat... seductively. According to that fashion blogger, dressing like this would definitely make men afraid to look!

Yet, the next second after getting into the car, she heard Old Tang speak.

"I say, Qingqing, are those legs not yours? You're dressed all over, so why are your thighs bare? Oh wait, there seems to be something, but that little thing is useless in this cold weather, right?"

Wang Qingqing was stunned for a full three seconds!

Honestly, for a moment, she felt like she was sitting next to her mom!

Because that's just what people her mom's age would say: as soon as they see clothes revealing legs or other parts, they'd comment: "Hey, are those legs someone else's?"

No wait, I dress this way and all you focus on is whether I'm cold?

After hesitating for a moment, Wang Qingqing finally spoke up: "Brother Tang, may I ask you bluntly, do you have an especially old mental age?"

Old Tang was startled, having just spoken. What's going on, did I give something away?

"Qingqing, what do you mean by that? How is my mental age especially old?"

Wang Qingqing turned her head to look at the road and said gloomily: "Your tone and style of speaking are no different from my mom's."

Old Tang thought for a while and then said: "Qingqing, as the old saying goes, 'dogs warm their mouths, people warm their legs,' you see, you wear so little on your legs, it's not good for your health, you know?"

Wang Qingqing: "(￣(エ)￣)"

"Brother Tang, I appreciate your concern, but I'm really not cold, so please, let's drop it and why don't you have a nice sleep?"

A few minutes later, Wang Qingqing still couldn't help but bring up some of the gossip she had heard.

"Brother Tang, so do you think you should slow down a bit?"

Old Tang disdainfully responded: "If they have the guts, let them come at me. I, Tang Fangjing, may lack many things, but courage is not one of them."

He paused then added: "I'm speaking the truth. Last time I went for a check-up and had a CT scan, my cancer had already metastasized, right? Even my gallbladder is covered in tumors, noticeably larger too."

That's indeed the plain truth; his abdominal condition even slightly alarmed Dr. Guo from oncology.

Or perhaps one might say Dr. Guo has been doubting himself lately…

Despite that, Wang Qingqing sitting next to him was utterly confused; she opened her mouth wanting to say something but couldn't utter a word.

Old Tang then thought, should he get Dr. Guo to pull out his CT scan next time someone questions his courage and show it to them!

Right now, if he's got nothing else, he's got gall – oh and, a large liver…

As they chatted and returned to Tengda, Old Tang sat down in his office feeling very relaxed.

Finally, he was back. The case had gone pretty smoothly, but it was a pity that not a single entity chose to confront him head-on; otherwise, he could have taken it to the Supreme Court.

Every time he read about the Supreme Court handling some case, he felt envious. How come other lawyers have such good luck?

Sitting there distracted, Wang Qingqing quietly waited; she understood Old Tang well, as he often sat there quietly lost in thoughts.

Actually, she herself quite liked this kind of detached state, thinking about nothing, simply sitting quietly and daydreaming; it was a wonderful thing.

Only when Old Tang's focus returned to normal did Wang Qingqing speak: "Brother Tang, your tea is ready, have a bit, but not too much, otherwise it will be hard to sleep tonight."

Old Tang nodded, thought for a moment, and said, "Did you notify your second uncle and Old Song? We're meeting at the usual place for dinner tonight."

"Alright, Brother Tang."

Wang Qingqing didn't say something like "after being so busy, it's time to unwind." She knew very well that Old Tang's trip to Hanxi Province was meant for relaxation. Criminal cases, after all, are relaxing.

As time passed slowly, the lawyers from Tengda reported back to Old Tang, with the likes of Zhang Wei, who was the quickest.

"Director, you're finally back! You have no idea, recently Director Wang has been organizing all sorts of activities, oh, it's truly a hassle..."

Zhang Wei was quite animated as he spoke; Wang Qingqing listening couldn't help but want to laugh.

If her second uncle heard all this, he'd probably rush up for a real brawl with Lawyer Zhang.

But most likely her second uncle would be no match for Lawyer Zhang, for he's actually practicing Sanda!

Old Tang smiled and cut in: "Alright, alright, that's enough about work. Let's talk about other things. Have you worked on any interesting cases lately?"

Zhang Wei shook his head and said, "Director, you know how it is with criminal defense lately; it's hard. I handled three cases, none with any notable features; all were plead guilty and accept the punishment, I barely had a word to say."

Old Tang neither agreed nor disagreed; he could only say the guilty plea system itself was well-intentioned.

"Alright, then you go back first. As for this profession, what I require from you is a clear conscience, as long as you do your best, there's not much else you can do."

Zhang Wei was indeed the closest to reaching his own level in the law firm, but he was just an ordinary person after all.

If he really played like Tang did, it probably wouldn't be long before he either had his license revoked and got locked up, or worse.

Zhang Wei was somewhat puzzled but still nodded; he really wanted to learn from Old Tang's actions.

After the dinner gathering that evening, Old Tang didn't take a cab but walked home, feeling that his life was moving too fast, so he deliberately slowed his pace.