Madman Zhang San: That Hammer, You Are Finished

The next morning, Lin He got up for work.

The wind in Jiangcheng is a bit strong today, and this season is the day when the catkins bloom, and the catkins can be seen everywhere in the air.

When I came to the breakfast stall near the community, before I finished drinking a bowl of Hu spicy soup, there were already several catkins in the bowl.

Lin He had no choice but to check out and leave.

He still can't understand why this annoying poplar is planted on such a large scale in the country.

Every year in May, catkins are floating everywhere, which is not only easy to cause skin allergies, but also very prone to fires, which is simply harmless.

Not long after she arrived at the company, Yan Yilan knocked on the door and walked in, followed by a slightly bald middle-aged man behind her.

The man is short in stature and unremarkable, but a string of gold chains the size of a pinky finger hanging around his neck is particularly eye-catching.

"Lin Lu, this is Mr. Feng Biao. He has a case to consult with you."

Yan Yilan stood in front of the desk and said softly.

"Well." Lin He nodded: "I see, you go and pour a cup of tea for Mr. Feng first."

Lin He got up and put Feng Biao on the sofa in the office.

"Mr. Feng, what's your problem?" Lin He asked with a smile.

Feng Biao has been staring at Lin He since he entered the door.

Until then, he finally determined that the person in front of him was the Zhang San he had seen in the live broadcast room.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang San, is it really you?"

Feng Biao slapped his forehead, grinned, and extended his broad palm to Lin He.

Lin He was helpless, so he shook hands with him and corrected: "You can call me Zhang San if you want, but I still want to talk about it."

"My real name is Lin He, and I'm a lawyer at Quan Jing Law Firm."

"understand!"

Feng Biao laughed even more happily, and said loudly, "Lawyer Zhang He, it's a pleasure to meet you!"

"I watched your live broadcast on the Internet, and I even gave you a gift!"

Zhang He?

Did you do this on purpose?

Lin He looked at Feng Biao in dissatisfaction and said nothing.

"Lin He, lawyer Lin." Feng Biao said embarrassingly.

"Is Mr. Feng here to ask questions this time, or do you want me to be your defense lawyer?"

Lin He got straight to the point, and didn't bother to bother with him on the issue of salutation.

"I'm here this time to consult some legal issues. It would be better if you, Mr. Lin, can help me appear in court when you have time."

"Lawyer Lin, can I smoke here?" Feng Biao asked cautiously.

After obtaining Lin He's consent, Feng Biao took out the cigarette case, first gave Lin He one, and then lit one for himself, then sighed and said slowly, "What about me? , is in the leather shoe business, and the business in the south of the city is doing quite well."

"A few days ago, I just ordered a batch of goods in the south, all of which are new this year."

"On the day this batch of shoes came back, I asked the driver to unload the goods directly in front of my store."

"I plan to put it in the warehouse at night. Who knows, there will be a problem that afternoon."

"At more than two o'clock, just after I had eaten, that batch of goods suddenly caught fire."

"I wanted to fight the fire, but the fire was too big!"

"After the firefighters came, put out the fire, and my batch of goods was also burnt, a whole 1.3 million leather shoes!"

"Later, I checked the surveillance and found out that when a fool was on the phone, he was bored with a lighter and set the catkins on the ground on fire."

"Lawyer Lin, what do you think I should do now?"

After Feng Biao finished speaking, he stared at Lin He with a bitter look on his face, and the smile just now disappeared.

That's right, more than one million goods were burned by someone, so it's no wonder that they don't feel bad.

"What else can you do, sue the other party and ask him to compensate you for all your losses!"

Lin He said of course.

This willow catkin is really a scourge. I just cursed in the morning, and then some victims will come to me to sue.

Although catkins look light and fluffy, they contain a lot of oil.

Not to mention taking a lighter to light it, even throwing a cigarette butt can easily cause a fire.

It is true that Feng Biao's goods were burned.

"I also thought about suing the other party, but the other party said that my batch of goods was piled outside, which belonged to the behavior of occupying the road, and it was the party at fault."

Feng Biao rubbed his face fiercely and said, "Also, he was all focused on the phone at the time, he just lit the catkins with a lighter, but he didn't expect such serious consequences, it was purely unintentional. lose."

"I'm willing to give me a compensation of 500,000 yuan at most, and let me bear the rest of the losses!"

"If I agree to reconciliation, give him a letter of understanding, and then give me half a million, and it's over."

"If I don't agree, I won't get a penny in court."

"I also went to the court to check, that grandson is a scumbag, and there is no money in the account."

Oh, now the old Lai is so arrogant.

Even if they dare to threaten the victims, the country is still too kind to these people.

What height limit, limit elimination, the method is still too soft.

It should be arrested and locked up for a year and a half, and then released to make money to pay off debts, then if the money is not paid, then arrested and locked up for a year...

This repeated cycle, I believe it should be able to solve 80% of Lao Lai's behavior.

Lin He thought for a while and said, "Mr. Feng, do you want to listen to my advice?"

"Of course." Feng Biao said hurriedly, "I am absolutely assured of your professional ability, Mr. Lin, this time I am here to look for you."

"That's fine!" Lin He nodded: "Well, you can sue the other party directly, and I will be a court lawyer for you."

"When the time comes, if you want the other party to be sentenced for a few years, you can just say the number."

The other party is willing to reconcile with 500,000 yuan, and it is no problem to come up with a few more 500,000 yuan.

In this case, when it came to the court, Lin He promised that the other party could honestly compensate.

Hearing Lin He's words, Feng Biao was stunned.

The first half of the sentence was okay, like what a normal lawyer said.

But in the second half, it got a little crazy.

As soon as I opened my mouth, I asked directly if I wanted the other party to be sentenced for a few years, and I had the final say.

This is the madman Zhang San, he is really crazy!

If he hadn't watched Lin He's live broadcast, Feng Biao would have thought he was bragging.

But the point is, his record is so sturdy that people have to believe it.

"Lawyer Lin, this..." Feng Biao swallowed and whispered, "Well, I just want the other party to compensate me for my losses. In fact, if I go to jail or not, I don't think that's necessary."

"Oh, don't worry about this." Lin He said with a smile: "My purpose is to recover your losses for Mr. Feng through legal channels."

"As for putting the other party in jail, it's just an additional gift, not within the scope of the fee."

Hearing the words 'additional gift', Feng Biao laughed dryly and said, "That's it, that's good, hehe!"

At this time, Yan Yilan walked in with two cups of buckwheat tea.

"If there is nothing wrong with Mr. Feng, then we can sign the agency agreement."

"After the agreement is signed, I will help you write an indictment, and then ask the assistant to accompany you to the court to file the case."

Lin He said solemnly, and gestured for Yan Yilan to stay.

"No problem, it would be great if Attorney Lin is willing to help me appear in court."

Feng Biao hesitated: "It's just this fee..."

Lawyers' fees are very high.

Not to mention the extrajudicial fanatics. Although Feng Biao is not bad, at this moment, he is still a little worried that Lin He's legal fees will be a little scary.

"Don't worry about this, the charges will be in accordance with... the standard of civil cases." Lin He said with a smile.

No matter what, he is his own fan, so Lin He naturally won't open his mouth.

"Yi Lan, go give Mr. Feng an agency contract."

Soon, the contract was drawn up, Lin He wrote an indictment and asked Yan Yilan to accompany Feng Biao to the court to file the case.