Chapter 345: Royal Lawyer

The news of the peak battle is undoubtedly a heavy bomb, which can be said to stir up a thousand waves.

From the moment the competition announcement was posted on the official website at midnight on April 20, the game world has been in turmoil and undercurrents have surged.

Because of the news of the peak battle, heroes from all walks of life have been preparing for battle and working hard to improve their strength as much as possible in these last ten days.

As a result, the prices of auction houses have soared again. The service of exchanging RMB for game coins has also ushered in a boom, and even many players who never recharge can't hold back. The sales of the scare box have increased significantly. For those players who have accumulated thousands of skill points, there is no need to wait any longer.

But at this time, Feng Bujue didn't go online for three consecutive days.

In a blink of an eye, it was April 23.

That morning, someone rang the intercom at Feng Bujue's house.

Brother Jue fell off the sofa and fell to the ground. He staggered to the door in a daze. He supported the wall with his left hand, picked up the receiver with his right hand and put it to his ear and said, "Who is this?"

"I am Ouyang Jian." A man's voice came from the other side.

"Didn't I tell you that if it's not important, don't come to me early in the morning." Feng Bujue said.

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

"Okay..." Feng Bujue responded casually twice. While pressing the door-opening button, he glanced at the clock on the wall. It was really ten o'clock. "Ah... I was writing and writing last night and didn't go to bed until three or four o'clock..." Brother Jue has not been idle for the past three days. He has been writing almost all the time. In addition to searching for information on the Internet, he doesn't even look at the forum. Of course, don't think that he has changed his temper... He just wants to do all the work in advance so that he can play the peak battle without distraction in May.

Pa pa pa pa-the rapid sound of knocking on the door soon sounded.

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

"The knock on the door can more directly show my irritability." The other party replied. This Mr. Ouyang Jian is one of Feng Bujue's few friends. He is also Jue's "royal" attorney.

Ouyang Jian is just 30 years old this year. He is already married and successful in his career. He has a handsome appearance and a righteous face. On weekdays, whenever he goes out, he must wear a neat suit, comb his hair back with oil, and wear a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. At first glance, he seems to be a steady and reliable young talent.

But in fact, this guy is a real-life lawyer. If Ouyang Jian was put in the 1960s, he would definitely become a troublemaker that seriously affects social stability and unity. Even in the society of 2055 where the legal system is already quite sound, Feng Bujue once sighed: "It's a pity that you don't go to be a consultant for the Italian Mafia."

It is undeniable that Ouyang Jian has all the qualities of a top lawyer. He is eloquent, quick-witted, proficient in business, and best at exploiting legal loopholes... But for some reason. He just likes to take some weird cases or serve some weird people.

In Ouyang Jian's eyes, the law is just a tool; morality is not even a tool, it exists like toilet paper. If there is a chance, he would not mind defending a serial killer or a drug lord. Because he has a very extreme principle-victory is justice, and winning the case is the way for lawyers to defend their professional ethics. Since people are very clear that they live in an unfair and impossible world, they should deeply understand the significance of the existence of the judicial system. In this game, it is useless to hold high the banner of morality. If you want justice to be served. You have to be able to afford it and win it.

In a copyright dispute a few years ago, Ouyang Jian became Feng Bujue's attorney, and so. Their lives intersected. After that, the two became friends, and they had a sense of like-mindedness and regret for not meeting each other earlier. Their meeting was like Hannibal Lecter meeting the Joker. In Xiao Tan's imagination. The scene when Brother Jian and Brother Jue talked alone was probably: one party described the cooking method of human flesh in an elegant and calm tone, and the other party complained in a lazy and sinister tone "whyserious?"

"Why didn't you notify me when you changed editors?" After entering the room, Ouyang Jian sat down on the sofa with ease. While taking something out of his briefcase, he asked.

"Is it necessary to notify you about this?" Feng Bujue said.

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

"That's not necessarily the case. If one day I need to deal with a corpse, destroy evidence, clean up a crime scene, etc., I will probably ask you for help." Feng Bujue said.

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

"No, I just have confidence in you." After Feng Bujue closed the door, he yawned, rubbed his eye boogers, and walked to sit diagonally opposite Ouyang Jian with a frivolous step. "You are undoubtedly the kind of person who can help clients launder money, cover up evidence, change their names, and escape sanctions. You can be called the conscience of the legal profession..."

"First of all, I am a law-abiding citizen." Ouyang Jian has opened the tablet he brought and is looking through the documents. "Secondly, I am quite sure... the lawyer you are talking about is Saul Goodman (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 few people who can win when arguing with Brother Jue.

"Unfortunately, I don't have the execution ability of V." Feng Bujue said: "And I think that without the halo of the protagonist, even if V is physically stronger, it will be difficult to successfully implement the plans in the movie." He shrugged: "What's more... V is a martyr who is brave enough to sacrifice, but I am just... uh..."

Brother Jue couldn't finish his words, because at this time Ouyang Jian picked up the tablet and displayed a text in front of Feng Bujue-[They use a powerful state machine to imprison people's thoughts; there are mouthpieces to defend them, control public opinion, and paralyze people's hearts. The hypocritical but shameless party thugs promote noble beliefs, but do the dirtiest business.

They have a censorship system as dense as a spider web. Surveillance measures isolate his people on a dark desert island. All human rights are the humblest maids. Facing the tyranny of tyranny, there is no way to escape.

The high and mighty rulers have luxurious palaces, luxurious lives, wealth that rivals that of a country, and are above any law - even though those laws are also set by themselves - with incomparable privileges. These privileges can be manifested in luxury cars with special license plates, and young men who ignore traffic regulations; they can be sentenced to accuse young girls of prostitution after raping them; they can be the contrast between the luxury of government office buildings and the simple and humble dwellings of the people; they can be the steady profit in the business world because of the endless oil and water that is guaranteed by various dignitaries.

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, there is not only butter, but also the head of state's cigars, the warm milk that the head of state must drink every night, and the beauties who deliver milk... Everyone knows these, but you can't have any opinions, otherwise what awaits you is a terrifying black pocket. 】

"Remember the 'film review' you wrote for V for Vendetta..." Ouyang Jian made a quotation mark gesture with his index and middle fingers, "How much trouble did it cause us?"

"It's really just a film review." Feng Bujue sneered: "To this day, I still insist that people who overreact to this are guilty of their crimes."

"Really? This is the first time I've seen someone use the phrase... [Pigs who are greedy for pleasure. They are sarcastic, mocking, timid, and fearful.] in the last paragraph of a film review." Ouyang Jian took the tablet back to his eyes. "If you haven't taken any substantial action yet, and this 'film review' does mention some plots in the movie, I'm afraid we would have to talk to each other through the bulletproof glass and iron windows with a microphone."

Brother Jue stretched. He rested his head on his hands and leaned back on the sofa: "Okay, lawyer. Let's not talk about this anymore... What is it that requires you to come in person?"

"I told you when I came in, about your new editor." Ouyang Jian opened a new document and handed the tablet to Feng Bujue.

The latter took the tablet, took a look at it, and then asked: "Is there a problem with my contract with the magazine?" Brother Jue was not surprised that Ouyang Jian had his own copy of the contract, because Ouyang was present when he signed the contract. One of them had a reading habit, and the other had a professional need, so they copied the contract at that time and each took a copy to read, so that they could exchange opinions.

"There is nothing wrong with the contract." Ouyang Jian said, "You have the problem."

"Ah?"

"What? You thought... your previous behavior of delaying submission was over, right?" Ouyang Jian said, "Scroll down. 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. He quickly browsed it and said, "According to the contract, I have to compensate..."

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

"Um... 'they'?" Feng Bujue paused for a second, "An Yueqin?"

"What do you think?" Ouyang Jian replied.

"No way, she came to see you?" Feng Bujue said this and then reacted instantly, "Uh... I made a mistake. I shouldn't have left your contact information to the magazine."

"I also find it very strange. I remember that you only filled in Wang Tanzhi and Bao Qing in the emergency contact column." Ouyang Jian asked, "When did you fill in my name and contact information?"

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

Ouyang Jian looked up to the sky and sighed, "You know... I am considering taking a third option besides hourly charging and lump sum charging for clients like you..."

"What is that?" Brother Jue asked.

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

"Tsk~" Feng Bujue said, "With our friendship, why talk about money...right. Besides, for you lawyers, shouldn't making money be as easy as drinking water?"

"Ha!" Ouyang Jian laughed dryly: "If I worked in a large multinational firm, making money might be as easy as peeing." He shook his head and said, "A small lawyer like me would have to work hard to survive. "The hourly wage is about the same as that of a student working 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, but I only care about selling white powder..."

During the conversation, Feng Bujue had already read through the contents marked in the contract, so he brought the topic back on track and said, "I said... let's not pursue these four words for now. It seems very subtle."

"It's nothing subtle. This is a naked intimidation." Ouyang Jian said: "I personally think that it is reasonable, reasonable and legal to implement it on you." He praised with a happy face, "Hey... it is very satisfying."

"Speaking of which...this little girl is very brave..." Feng Bujue thought of An Yueqin's appearance and said, "After I was exhausted, she sang like this for me every three days."

"Anyway, you can take care of 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 continue to be serialized for at least another year. If you work under others, you will Be restrained and don’t make yourself uncomfortable.”

"Isn't it just about submitting the manuscript on time..." Feng Bujue stood up and was about to send Ouyang to the door. "For me, as long as I work hard, there is nothing I can't do."

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

"I just woke up and I lost my appetite." Feng Bujue said, "Besides, I have to deal with your footprints as soon as possible."

"My feet..." Ouyang lowered his head when he heard this. The next second, his expression changed suddenly, "Hey! What is this!"

"Don't worry, it's just cat poop." Feng Bujue yawned again, "Haha... you stepped on it not long after you came in. When I noticed it, it was too late to remind you."

"Is this the strange smell I keep smelling..." Ouyang Jian shouted, "How did you stay so calm the whole time!"

"I'm used to it." Feng Bujue said leisurely with an indifferent look: "And...actually, before you entered the door, I also stepped on..." (To be continued...)