Chapter 135: Lawyer and Price and First Month

The law of the Federation is too complex, so complex that many lawyers will not go to other states to be lawyers in their lifetime.

Because it is no longer as simple as complex, but is constantly changing!

The federal congress proposes to modify, delete, and increase the constitution and federal law every year, moving dozens of times, dozens of times, dozens of times, changing back and forth.

If it's just like this, the problem is not big.

But local law is the same, and local law will also have many changes every year.

For example, the state that does not allow standing to pee at night has modified the regulation of "not allowing standing to pee at night" many times.

At first, it was not allowed to pee after eleven o'clock at night, but they felt that this was too inhumane, so it was changed to not allowing water splashes to make too loud a sound when peeing.

But later they found that this was still difficult to do, so they required that the faucet could not leave the water surface for more than a certain distance when peeing, that is, not allowing standing to pee.

The next step is to modify the time, because some people think they will go to bed earlier than ordinary people, so it becomes irregular.

As long as it is dark, and someone is heard because the sound of peeing is too loud, and the person who hears it calls the police, the person who pees will have trouble.

The law of the Federation looks like a joke, absurd, unrealistic, so it is difficult for lawyers to take care of the law of each state.

And even within a region, they cannot do all types of lawyers, many people can only be responsible for a part.

Professional lawsuits need to find professional lawyers. Before, Alberto left Lanse a business card, on which was written the name "Roben," and a landline phone number.

He dialed it, and the other party answered quickly. "This is Roben Law Firm, what can I do for you?"

It was a lady who answered the phone, and she didn't sound old. "I have a case I want to consult Mr. Roben, is he convenient to answer the phone now?"

"Wait a moment...", after about ten seconds, "Lawyer Roben has time now. Before this, I want to ask, who introduced you?"

"Mr. Alberto Keti introduced me."

"Okay, I know. Do you want to make an appointment for another time, or come over now?"

"Now."

"Okay, I'll give you an address..."

Lanse asked Morisi to follow Eniao to the police station. He told Eniao that no matter what anyone said, he couldn't admit it.

Even if these people beat him hard, he couldn't admit any charges, everything waited until the lawyer arrived.

He went directly to Roben's side. This case is very likely to go to court, and serious injury already belongs to a criminal case.

The only good news is that no one died, and the matter is not complicated, and Eniao staying in place should be considered a surrender plot. Now what Lanse needs is just to let him pay a smaller price.

Roben Law Firm is in the Bay District. It is conceivable how much these lawyers earn. They might be the profession with the highest upper limit and lower limit among legal professions in the Federation, none of them.

Especially some divorce litigation lawyers and financial litigation lawyers, their lawyer fees are charged according to the percentage of the case value.

After the car was parked, Lanse soon saw the little girl at the front desk. She led Lanse directly to Lawyer Roben's office and also sent good coffee.

"My consultation fee here is forty dollars an hour, less than an hour is calculated as one hour. If you need me to represent the case, I will charge different agency fees according to the difficulty of the case."

"Starting from two hundred, no cap."

"You were introduced by Mr. Keti, you should know what type of lawyer I am, so are you sure you want to start?"

Lanse sat down and nodded. "Start."

Roben pressed the timer on the table, and the timer began to work. "I still don't know how to address you."

"Lanse, Lanse White."

"Mr. White, tell me what problem you want to solve from me."

Lanse simply said the matter, including his own disposal method after arriving at the scene. Roben was a bit surprised. "You did a good job. The court will often adopt the notes and descriptions of the first scene. This case is not complicated."

"And your friend stayed in place waiting for the police to arrive. Although he didn't call the police himself, this also belongs to the surrender plot."

"Immigrant, surrender, provoked...", Roben bit his thumb nail for a while. "The person who was beaten must have used very ugly words to curse your friend."

"For example, 'imperial bastard' and the like, no offense, I'm just restoring what happened at the scene."

"Verbal threats, discrimination, intimidation, just as you said, your friend was nervous, so some things we don't want to see happened."

"Now first strive for the victim's forgiveness, it is best to let him choose to reconcile, so that you can spend the least money to solve this matter."

"Hundreds, even one or two thousand, two or three thousand, as long as money can solve it, I think it's not a problem."

Striving for the victim's forgiveness is always a very difficult thing. Some victims would rather be beaten again than agree to forgive.

"If he is not willing to forgive..."

"Mr. White, don't forget what you are doing. This should not need me to teach you."

Lanse was silent for a while. "If he ran away at that time..."

Roben scratched his head. "But he didn't leave, right?"

"Now saying these is actually meaningless. Of course, as my personal suggestion, if you can run away, it is best to run away."

"You know, the police force in Jincheng is limited, and...", he gestured to Lanse's dress, "you gentlemen like this must have a way. Sometimes we don't refuse to take responsibility, but sometimes, there is no need to be impulsive."

After Lanse finished listening, he nodded. Eniao was ultimately not an "evil person," just a bit impulsive.

He could completely walk away, but he realized that he had indeed gone too far, so he decided to take this responsibility, which couldn't be considered a bad thing.

There is a good side and a bad side, but Lanse felt that if he thought doing so would bring him peace, then he would support him.

This might be a lesson for him, for others, and can make them better.

"Lawyer Roben, I am very sure of your professional ability. If I hope you can defend my brother."

"How much money do I need to pay you for this?"

"This depends on what degree you hope I can achieve.", Roben put his hand down. "Mr. White, how much money are you willing to spend for your friend?"

Lanse asked. "Is there any difference?"

"Of course there is. If you don't want to waste money, give me five hundred dollars for this case, and I can guarantee his sentence is within eighteen months."

"If you hope he comes out earlier, two thousand dollars, I guarantee he will come out in a year."

"But if you feel that these times are still too long, then five thousand dollars, he will stand in front of you in six months."

Lanse was a bit curious. "Can it be shorter?"

Lawyer Roben looked at Lanse with a strange expression. "Your relationship must be unusual."

He might have misunderstood something. Recently, gay disease is very popular, and many people have it. They call this disease "God's punishment for mistakes," and people haven't realized the seriousness yet.

At the same time, many traditional people believe that this disease will only spread among gays, and they even use whether a person has thrush as a standard to judge whether they are gay according to the performance of these diseases.

It won't be long before the Federation, and even the world, will be shocked by this disease, but now it is just God's punishment for wrong choices in people's eyes, not anything else.

Lanse explained. "Every brother is my family."

Roben showed a meaningful smile on his face. "But many people don't think so...", he paused, and then re-examined Lanse's dress.

Very beautiful clothing, slim, three-dimensional, exquisite, and very compliant, should be customized.

The material also looks good, with silk ribbons on the hat, these are all synonyms for "expensive."

"Eight thousand dollars, he can get medical parole in three months."

"Don't ask me how to do it, this is my business."

"Also don't ask me what will happen if I can't do it, because if I can't do it, I won't say it."

Lanse was very satisfied after listening. "Do you want money now?"

Roben nodded. "Give me six thousand dollars first. This part is not for me, you understand what I mean."

"The rest is mine, give it to me after the lawsuit ends."

"Cash?"

"Best."

Lanse had plenty of cash and things. He borrowed a phone outside, asked Meiluo to arrange for someone to send six thousand dollars over, and he went back to sign the contract with Roben.

When signing the contract, Roben didn't forget to promote other businesses. "If you are worried that your brother will suffer inside, I have some value-added services here."

"For example... a single room, if he is not used to the food inside, I can arrange a steak for him every day."

"Is he interested in women?"

"I can also arrange it for him. Except that he can't come out directly, I accept all customized services here, as long as you have money."

Lanse looked at Roben, who was promoting business like a salesman, and suddenly realized why he specialized in gang business.

This is the ability outside of business ability, but it must be said that people do need it.

"My brother's arm injury hasn't recovered yet. I hope he can have a single dormitory, and arrange some nutrition for him every day, preferably not doing work..."

Roben recorded some of Lanse's requirements, and finally calculated a number. "Four hundred and fifty dollars a month, no bargaining..."

After paying a large sum of money, Roben also showed his very professional side. He immediately took his briefcase and went to the Imperial District branch with Lanse.

In the branch, Eniao didn't receive any vicious treatment. When he saw Lanse coming over, he and others stood up, so that the police officer sitting in front of him was also a bit nervous and stood up.

After all, Lanse's momentum of walking with wind didn't look like an ordinary person.

"This is Lawyer Roben, he will represent your case."

Eniao squeezed out some smiles, shook hands with Roben, thanked him for his help, and walked to the corner with Lanse.

Standing aside, Roben looked at Lanse's back with some surprise, but not so surprised.

According to the regulations, at this time, except for the lawyer, others cannot contact Eniao alone. But they not only contacted, but also talked in the corner.

"I talked to Roben, you can come out in three months."

Eniao was a bit nervous. "Do I have to go to jail?"

Lanse grabbed his back neck. "You should have thought of the result when you stayed in place. I won't say you did the wrong thing. You faced this matter. Regardless of what result it brings, we accept it."

"Later, Lawyer Roben will tell you how to face the police's questioning, and some things after the court opens. Leave the rest to us."

"It's just three months, and I also chose a luxury single package for you."

Eniao's attention was attracted by this suddenly appearing noun. "What is that?"

"Single room, steak, eggs, no work, do you want a girl?"

Eniao finally didn't have the embarrassment to want a girl, but it could be seen that his emotions had been eased.

After leaving the police station, Morisi was very worried about Eniao's situation inside, and Lanse could only tell him that there would be no problem.

In the evening, after others knew about this, everyone's performance was different. Some felt that he should have walked away at that time. Those witnesses wouldn't care about nosy things. As long as there was no direct evidence, no one could do anything to Eniao.

But some people could understand Eniao's approach, because of impulse or short-term emotional explosion, it caused consequences, even if the other party said some things that shouldn't be said, and did some actions that shouldn't be done.

Everyone has everyone's view. Perhaps this is some growth and maturity that Eniao can bring to everyone.

On Wednesday, Lanse drove to the place where he once worked, outside Qioni's bakery.

There were not many people in the bakery. This time in the afternoon was not its busiest time.

Qioni's lawsuit with the tax bureau had ended. He paid three thousand seven hundred and fifty dollars to the tax bureau.

The lawyer fought for the judge's support for him. He was not tax evasion in subjective consciousness, but he was not clear about the tax regulations, and the shortcut he found at the beginning didn't explain it clearly to him.

He was willing to actively pay taxes and actively repent in court. The judge finally looked at his serious injury and rejected the tax bureau's claim of more than five thousand dollars, taking a relatively low number.

It wouldn't make him feel no pain, nor would it make him desperate.

But no one knew that when he took out this money, he was already desperate.

During this period, Qioni was like withered, sitting in the hall of the bakery in a daze all day.

He had about two thousand dollars in his hand.

He took three thousand from Lanse, had one thousand seven or eight in his hand, plus the operating income during this period.

But this money couldn't support for too long.

He was very panicked and uneasy now. He didn't know when it started, that life that was not bad suddenly became a mess.

From... the apprentice came here, or from the beginning when Lanse came here?

He didn't know anymore, and didn't even know how to think.

When the door was pushed open, the bell hanging on the door frame rang ding-a-ling. Qioni raised his head somewhat woodenly to look at the person who came, and his pupils suddenly shrank together.

"What are you doing here?" His tone was not tough at all, and there was a feeling of weakness.

Hearing the doorbell, the fat daughter who was resting inside also came out. She had lost some weight recently and looked slimmer.

When she saw it was Lanse, she was stunned for a moment, but still tried her best to squeeze out some smiles at the man who made her fantasize in the middle of the night, "Lanse, are you here to buy bread?"

Lanse shook his head. "Qioni borrowed money from me, I am here to collect the installment bill."

"Borrowed from you?", the fat daughter was unbelievable. She re-examined Lanse's dress, elegant, mysterious, noble, which made her subconsciously look at her own dress.

There was some flour on the ordinary coarse cloth clothes that was stuck together with sweat. Those flours didn't clump.

It was just raised and fell on the body, wetted by sweat, and firmly stuck to the clothes.

Patting couldn't pat it off, it must be washed with water.

This terrible dress made her feel like going back to change clothes.

But she could also see that Lanse was different, from the past.

Qioni stood up, his face was very ugly. "Don't say this here, talk to me in the back."

The two passed through the counter, and Lanse noticed that in the house that originally belonged to Qioni, it was occupied by the fat daughter's boyfriend.

He was lying there in his underpants, and seemed to have no response to the things outside.

The two came to the back, in another room. This was originally the position where the apprentice slept, but now, Qioni lived here.

"How much money should I give you?"

"One thousand two hundred and forty-eight dollars.", Lanse reported a number.

This number made Qioni's expression even more terrible, because he realized that the money in his hand now could only persist until next month, and he wouldn't be able to pay back this money after the New Year.

He tried to discuss. "Lanse, can..."

Before he finished speaking, Lanse interrupted him. "No, Qioni."

"Friendship is friendship, business is business, and we don't necessarily have much friendship between us."

"When I asked for the eighteen dollars back, there was actually no friendship between us."

"Now, give me one thousand two hundred and forty-eight dollars, I will take the money and leave, and prepare the next payment before this time next month."

"Otherwise, I won't leave with the money, but I will go to court to sue you..."

Now as soon as Qioni heard about going to court, his head hurt. "No, no, I have money."

He didn't know where he found a small jar, counted one thousand two hundred and forty-eight dollars from it, and held it tightly in his hand.

He was also thinner than before, looking not as healthy as when he was plump, somewhat haggard.

"The bakery is my life's hard work..."

Lanse grabbed the money from his hand. "You can try to find a few more employees who give you fifteen dollars a month, maybe you can gather this money."

He simply counted it, confirmed it was correct, and packed the money. "See you at this time next month, Mr. Qioni..." ===== CHAPTER 136 =====