Mu Wan was greedy for pleasure, and the big boss in the Beijing circle got away with it

The bailiff entered the destination on his mobile phone and started navigation.

The clerk frowned and complained, "It's really annoying. I hate handling cases like this."

"When we encounter a defendant like this, we have to go to every corner to deliver the summons. We may not be able to deliver it in one trip."

The clerk suddenly turned to look at Luo Shuwan, "The top boss in your legal circle, Wen Boyan, who are you?"

"Ah?" Luo Shuwan was surprised, "Did Professor Wen say hello to this case?"

The clerk looked her up and down, "What else do you think?"

"Originally, your case has already gone through the public notice service process. Once the 60-day public notice period has passed, the court session will be over."

"As a result, you also provided the defendant's address. Isn't this sincerity to cause trouble for us?"

"If Wen Boyan hadn't come forward, the presiding judge wouldn't have time to talk to you."

This grumbling uncle clerk has a bald head, a beer belly, and a face full of resentment.

Luo Shuwan could only listen with a smile on his face, not daring to refute a word.

People in the court are always arrogant when facing lawyers, and they have a sense of superiority in their bones.

In particular, these older and unemployed scribes are even more aggressive.

However, the lawyer did not dare to say anything yet.

In front of them, you can only do small things.

Even if they fart, they still have to say without conscience, "Oh, it smells so good!"

"Hey, Wen Boyan, what does this have to do with you?" the clerk asked again.

But his eyes were saying: It must be that kind of invisible relationship!

Luo Shuwan is now a trainee lawyer and cannot handle cases independently.

I represented my mother in this divorce case as a close relative.

Faced with the clerk's gossip, she weighed it again and again and felt that she could not say that Professor Wen was her master.

The relationship between master and apprentice in the legal circle is very intriguing. If told truthfully, it would just satisfy the clerk's gossip.

I don’t know what rumors will spread in the future.

"Professor Wen, he is my uncle."

The clerk was shocked, "What? You, you... what did you say?"

Luo Shuwan smiled lightly, "You heard me right, he is my uncle."

The clerk immediately greeted me with a smile, and his attitude changed completely.

"Let me tell you, your temperament is unusual. It turns out you are Professor Wen's niece!"

He glanced at the bailiff in front of him, came over and whispered, "Don't worry, I will help you talk to the judge about this case, and I will ensure that you can leave in one go."

He smiled, so vulgar.

Luo Shuwan was so frightened that he moved aside.

"What about that? The court's quota has come down. When the time comes, remember to ask Professor Wen to give me a nice word in front of the leaders."

Luo Shuwan smiled awkwardly but politely, and nodded perfunctorily.

Along the way, the secretary kept getting closer.

Luo Shu was very upset at night, but he could only keep smiling.

Three hours later, they arrived at the suburban urban village where the old beast lived.

The clerk still wanted to get closer, but Luo Shuwan raised his finger and said, "Look at that motorcycle, is it following us?"

The clerk looked back and said nonchalantly, "It happened to be on my way."

"..." Luo Shuwan really wanted to touch the bricks on the roadside and slap him on the forehead.

The bailiff glanced at the rearview mirror and asked him, "Which road is this in a remote country?"

As he said that, he took out the electric baton from under the passenger seat and said, "Follow me later."

When the bailiff said this, Luo Shuwan immediately panicked and silently picked up a brick from the roadside and held it in his hand.

I really regret not practicing my skills with Lou Chi.

The bailiff waved to Luo Shuwan, "You go ahead and lead the way."

Luo Shuwan turned around and glanced at the motorcycle in the distance, then walked quickly in front of the bailiff.

According to the address given by Fu Sichen, she took the bailiff and the clerk to the Nanyuan demolition and resettlement area, Building 3, Unit 6, Room 601.

The glass in the corridor of the dilapidated residential building was broken, and the north wind howled in, making it even colder than outside.

The bailiff clenched his electric baton, took a defensive posture, and signaled the clerk to come forward and knock on the door.

The clerk stepped back and urged Luo Shuwan, "Is that your biological father in there? Knock on the door."

"He won't open the door if you knock on the door. Officer, please turn on the body camera."

When the recorder was turned on, Luo Shuwan took a step back, raised his foot and kicked hard on the outer fence-style security door.

Shouting loudly, "You old man, I'm here to give you money!"

Immediately afterwards, the sound of wine bottles falling to the ground came from inside the room.

Luo Shuwan told the bailiff, "This security door opens outwards. Block it and don't let him come out from inside."

Turning to look at the clerk, "You hand the court summons to the defendant to fulfill the procedural notification obligation."

"The delivery is complete, let's run quickly. Do you two hear clearly?"

The clerk frowned and complained, "Why is this more stressful than arresting the old guy? It's really troublesome."

Luo Shuwan took out the only three hundred-yuan bills from his bag and prepared them.

The door inside opened, and a strong smell of alcohol hit his face.

The old beast's gray hair was as messy as a chicken coop and his beard was unkempt. He was holding a half-full bottle of beer in his hand, and the ground behind him was littered with garbage.

The moment he saw Luo Shuwan, his distracted eyes suddenly focused and he cursed, "You little bitch! You still fucking know..."

Luo Shuwan shook three hundred-dollar bills and said, "Shut up and listen to the judge. I still have a lot of money in my bag."

The clerk couldn't help but look at Luo Shuwan, "Is this really your father?"

Luo Shuwan felt very shameless, "I also hope he is not."

The bailiff pressed against the security door and urged the clerk, "Hurry up and work!"

The clerk fulfilled his duty of delivery according to the procedure, but before he finished speaking, the old beast started roaring and going crazy.

The clerk was so frightened that he dropped the summons and ran away.

Luo Shuwan picked it up, helped him finish his words, and stuffed the summons into the security door.

The bailiff said, "You run first and don't worry about me."

Luo Shuwan immediately went downstairs.

I ran to the gate of the community and found that the court car was missing!

Could it be that the clerk left them and ran away?

Suddenly, several motorcycles came out from all directions.

The leader was the car that had followed them all the way.

Luo Shuwan realized that these people were coming for her!

Turn around and run into the community.

Call the police while running.

In a panic, the call actually reached Fu Sichen.

At this time, Fu Sichen was having a meeting with the directors in the group conference room. When he heard her panicked and frightened voice, he stood up and said, "Don't be anxious, speak slowly."

The directors present were all stunned. They had never seen the president be so gloomy.

Luo Shuwan burst into tears when he heard a familiar voice, "Fu Sichen, save me!"

On the phone, she was panting heavily and said with a trembling voice, "A lot of motorcycle riders are chasing me!"

"They have long machetes in their hands!"

"There are so many people, I can't run away...ah..."

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of the phone falling to the ground.

The rumble of heavy locomotives came from the receiver.

The sound shook Fu Sichen's heart.

"Chen Lin, call someone!" Fu Sichen walked as fast as the wind and rushed out of the conference room.

Chen Lin ran out after him and made a phone call.