What's wrong with this lawyer?!

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"Secondly, you must not engage in any behavior that encourages the other party,"

"Finally, if the other party commits suicide, you have an obligation to prevent it, so that you will not bear responsibility,"

As he spoke, he started dialing the emergency number, and Zhao Dehan on the other end was so startled that he nearly sobered up from the alcohol.

Everyone knows that in a contest of wills, it's all about scaring the adversary, and threatening someone with your own life is no different.

But now, after having already made the threat, the other party laid out all the legal provisions one by one, and even intended to follow through with each...

"Tang Fangjing, are you messing with me? Do you think I won't do it?"

Grabbing a beer bottle, he hit himself again, and this time, blood flowed freely down his face.

"Oh no, please don't, stop hitting yourself with the beer bottle!" Old Tang shouted anxiously from across.

To prevent doesn't mean you have to physically stop the person from committing suicide; just making an attempt to prevent is enough—after all, if someone wants to jump from a building, are you expected to pull them back, or if they want to jump into a river, do you have to grab hold of them?

Right, at the very least, the law requires your actions, not the results...

The law couldn't possibly mandate that you injure yourself to fulfill a rescue obligation; that's impossible, as that would conflict with your own rights to personal safety, which are fundamental rights.

How could Old Tang, this legal ruffian, not be aware of this?

"Hello, police comrade, this is Tengda Law Firm at No. 87 People's Road. I am Lawyer Tang Fangjing. Someone is threatening to commit suicide if I don't drop the lawsuit and is currently hitting himself with a beer bottle. I'm trying to stop him, but I can't..."

There's no need to call for an ambulance, as Old Wang from the back had already done so. He is the director of the firm... and he has money.

Having said that, Old Tang looked steadily at the other party; you hit yourself once, and I will try to prevent it every time, never uttering words like "Go ahead and hit yourself if you dare."

Ever since President Lei's incident, the surveillance at the law firm's entrance had been upgraded.

The beer bottle in Zhao Dehan's hand hit the ground, shattered, and he slumped down, the alcohol effect sobered by two bottles.

He clumsily wiped the blood off his face, looking particularly pitiful.

"Tang Fangjing, my daughter has already admitted her mistake, can't you give her a chance to make amends?" Zhao Dehan said hoarsely.

Tang Fangjing stared at Zhao Dehan and said, "Your daughter is human, aren't other people's children human too? When you make a mistake, you must bear the punishment."

If making amends was so easy, what would be the purpose of the law?

Old Tang didn't believe it was Zhao Dehan's first time saying this; his daughter's bullying incidents were numerous, and didn't he always go and speak well on her behalf, saying his daughter could change?

But did she change?

No, she came to believe that there were no consequences for her actions, so why worry? Her audacity grew with time.

Zhao Dehan wanted to say more, but two policemen had already appeared at the entrance of Tengda.

"What's the situation?" the leading officer asked.

Old Wang hurried forward and said, "Comrade, here's what happened..."

He explained the situation and then pointed at the surveillance camera: "It's all recorded."

Just in time, the ambulance arrived, and one police officer sent Zhao Dehan to the hospital, while the other reviewed the footage and found everything in order.

During the review, one couldn't help but ask, "What was Lawyer Tang thinking?"

Old Wang said he wasn't sure, stating that no normal person would react that way.

Once the incident was over, Old Tang had no desire to stay at the law firm any longer. On his way home, he believed that Old Wang must have realized the importance of upgrading the security measures after today's event.

The next day, the second trial commenced; Old Tang read from a script, still in favor of upholding the original verdict.

The four students cried loudly in court; after all, they were not hardened delinquents and knew the heavy impact of a criminal record.

Zhao Dehan sat in the proxy seat, his head bandaged, his face drained of color.

His daughter, weeping, kept asking him why he didn't settle, and he didn't know what to say.

His wife cursed him for being useless and pathetic, and he didn't argue back.

But regardless, those who should be sentenced still had to go in. As soon as the court session ended, Old Tang began packing his things to leave; his schedule was tight.

Filing a lawsuit against Jingzhou No. 57 Middle School was also scheduled for that day, and it was a journey from Jingzhou Intermediate Court to Guangming District Court.

Therefore, Old Tang lamented at the entrance of the Intermediate Court: "Ah, why can't these courts be next to each other? It would save so much trouble. Right, brother?"

The judge at the entrance of the Intermediate Court was momentarily stunned.

The lawsuit against the school was nothing special; after all, you can't expect to win by pulling at straws.

The school just needed to prove that they had fulfilled their management duties, and only if they had failed to do so, would they bear the fault liability.

But the evidence in the case was too solid, with such long durations and frequent instances of insulting behavior that the school failed to manage even once. If they were still to claim they fulfilled their duties, that would be an insult to Old Tang's intelligence.

The court session was settled in forty minutes, with the school agreeing to compensate and publicly apologize, admitting to the existence of management issues leading to the bullying incident.

When it came to winning lawsuits, Old Tang was never worried; the tricky part was always the enforcement.

Especially the enforcement of apologies, like when a certain author is accused of plagiarism and refuses to apologize...

Although Tang Fangjing didn't want to resort to public opinion unless absolutely necessary, it was still a tool that could be employed if legal means failed to resolve matters. Public opinion's power is not to be used lightly; Tang Fangjing never was a rigid person.

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