NCCnovel Chapter 174 Enjoy your meal
Chapter 174 Enjoy your meal
The conversation in the box continued, this time it was Cheng Bowen's voice, "I have talked to Lawyer Wen many times, and she has the same opinion. Regarding operating costs, your data department and IT department should work together to find a solution."
"Mr. Cheng, I think she is deliberately trying to trick us." This time it was another man who spoke.
"Her lawyer fees are so high, can't she solve such a simple problem? And she is really arrogant. I was working with her before, and I sent her an email on Saturday, but she didn't reply until Monday afternoon. She also told me not to contact her outside working hours."
Cheng Bowen also said somewhat dissatisfiedly: "Lawyer Wen has such working habits. But when I went to her house to discuss business with her before, she didn't say anything and gave me the plan. But to be honest, I am not satisfied with this plan. Xiao He, is there nothing your legal department can do?"
The person called "Xiao He" also said: "Mr. Cheng, I suggest you listen to Attorney Wen's advice. Because I have also consulted other law firms, and the solutions they gave either take longer, cost more, or simply cannot be solved. This problem is more difficult and it is indeed not something that can be solved in a short period of time."
Cheng Bowen seemed to think for a while, then asked: "Xiao Wu, your finance department should make a detailed report to analyze how much the initial cost will increase based on the new plan proposed by Lawyer Wen, and then work with the marketing department to formulate a new marketing strategy."
"Mr. Cheng." The man who just spoke was obviously "Xiao Wu" and said with a little dissatisfaction,
"I really don't think we can listen to Lawyer Wen. I think her professional ability is really not that good. I don't know how she got to her current position. This case is so simple. She just needs to talk to the government. Isn't that what we do in China? Why doesn't it work here?"
Xia Ninghe saw that Wen Song had not only been listening to their conversation, but had even taken out his phone to start recording it. He asked in a low voice, "Song Song, who are they talking about? Does it have anything to do with you?"
"Someone I know." Wen Song was afraid that Xia Ninghe would be suspicious, so he did not tell her about his relationship with Wen Yiheng, and said to her, "You go back first."
"I'll go with you." Xia Ninghe heard Wen Song's words, and thought of the men in the box who spoke rudely, and felt a little dissatisfied. "Although I don't know who the lawyer they are talking about is, it's too tasteless to say bad things about people behind their backs."
"That's right." The first man who spoke also echoed Xiao Wu's words, "Ah, being a lawyer is really easy. Just move your lips and you can get millions of euros. If you ask me, I don't know how Wen Yiheng got to her current position. When she was in China, she had an unclear relationship with Director Ling of Junping. I heard that when she recruits assistants, she looks for young and handsome guys."
As soon as the words fell, a burst of laughter rang out in the box, and soon another man joined in: "Isn't it true? Otherwise, how could she, a woman of Chinese descent, achieve her current position in the European legal community? She must have used some extraordinary means."
When Wen Song heard this, she was so angry that she was shaking all over. She wanted to rush in and kick those gossipers. But she remembered that Wen Yiheng once told her that when faced with rumors and slander, the most important thing is not to vent your anger, but to collect evidence.
She suppressed her anger and continued to listen to the conversation in the box.
As expected, Xiao Wu said, "By the way, I heard that Lawyer Wen's ex-husband in China was the chairman of the Watson Group. When they divorced, he cheated Chairman Tang out of a large sum of money so that he could afford to immigrate to Switzerland. Isn't this blackmail?"
"Stop talking." The only female voice in the room spoke, and she said somewhat dissatisfiedly, "Lawyer Wen is really an excellent lawyer with very high professional quality. Otherwise, Mr. Cheng would not have entrusted all of our company's foreign-related legal affairs to Lawyer Wen."
"I recognize Lawyer Wen's professional ability," said Cheng Bowen. "As for his character...it's hard for me to comment on." There was a hint of disdain and dissatisfaction in his tone.
Wen Song found it even more ridiculous after hearing this. Cheng Bowen had done so many bad things to himself, and he and Tang Lingyuan could be considered a pair of "Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chick", yet he still had the nerve to question other people's character.
Another man said, "Xiao Wu, you are right. Mr. Tang is her ex-husband, and she and Mr. Tang have a daughter. But I don't know whether the daughter is Mr. Tang's or not."
After he finished speaking, he immediately sneered twice and continued, "It was Director Ling from Junping who helped her with the divorce lawsuit. As for that daughter, it's hard to say. Otherwise, Chairman Tang's two children are more useless than the other, and he hasn't acknowledged his eldest daughter."
As soon as she finished speaking, Wen Song walked into the box. Xia Ninghe immediately wanted to stop her, "Song Song! What are you doing!"
However, he was a step too slow. When Xia Ninghe reacted, he saw Wen Song had picked up a bottle of beer at hand and poured it directly on the head of the middle-aged man who had just spoken.
"Thank goodness, thank goodness." Xia Ninghe's first reaction was that Wen Song only poured beer on him and did not directly hit him on the head with the beer bottle, otherwise they would definitely have to spend the night in the police station.
The middle-aged man who was splashed with beer was also furious when he saw a young woman suddenly rushing in and splashing beer all over him. He stood up from his chair and shouted angrily: "You are looking for death!"
After he finished speaking, he raised his hand high, but the moment he approached Wen Song, she grabbed his wrist. The man tried hard to break free, but Wen Song was so strong that he couldn't break free at all.
Not only that, Wen Song was wearing high heels and was half a head taller than the middle-aged man. At the same time, she increased the strength of her hands and bent his hands in a 90-degree direction, with a nonchalant smile on her face.
I smiled and said to him, "Please repeat what you just said. I didn't hear it clearly."
After saying that, he continued to increase the strength of his hands. The man's facial features were wrinkled in pain, looking a little hideous and funny.
Xia Ninghe then realized that something serious had really happened. He walked into the box and tried to stop Wen Song, but she looked at him with a cold expression and said something that was unquestionable, "You go back first. I have something to take care of."
Xia Ninghe didn't dare to say anything else. He just nodded and said to her, "Songsong, don't be impulsive. It's against the law to hurt someone. Just let it go."
The people in the box seemed to realize what had happened. The tall and thin younger man sitting next to the middle-aged man immediately stepped forward and wanted to help the middle-aged man.
But when he approached Wen Song, she glared at him fiercely. She smiled but her eyes were fierce. He didn't dare to step forward and could only say, "Who are you? Why did you suddenly come into our box? Leave now or I'll call the police."
"Call the police. I'll be waiting here for you to call the police."
Wen Song said as he loosened his right hand that was strangling the middle-aged man's wrist, but he also unceremoniously took the glass of white wine at hand and poured it on the face of the tall and thin man who had just spoken.
Pointing to his phone, he said, "What you just said constitutes defamation. The recording is here. Call the police now. This way I don't have to go to the police station to file a case and then summon you."
"Miss Wen." Cheng Bowen finally spoke, "It's all a misunderstanding. There's no need to go to the police station. You've let out your anger today, so you can leave now. Lawyer Wen and I will continue to work together, and you don't want to upset Lawyer Wen because of a few drunken remarks."
When everyone heard Cheng Bowen's name, they also understood who this young woman who suddenly broke in was. The two people who had been chatting happily just now were speechless for a moment.
The tall and thin man apologized immediately: "Yes, Miss Wen, we just drank too much and said some funny things. Please be magnanimous and don't take it to heart."
"Wasn't it very talkative just now?" Wen Song continued to look at them and asked, "Go on, I'm waiting to hear the rest, it's so exciting, I, as your daughter, didn't know anything, but you know it clearly."
"We were just talking nonsense." The middle-aged man covered his wrist and cried bitterly, and continued to apologize, "I'm so sorry, Miss Wen, we're drunk, please don't listen to our nonsense."
"It's not up to me to decide whether or not to listen."
Wen Song ignored their pleas and said to Cheng Bowen, "Mr. Cheng, I think you should know why I didn't make a big deal today, but this does not represent Lawyer Wen's attitude. I have also sent her this recording, and she will handle the follow-up matters personally.
Oh, I want to remind you politely that what your two employees said just now constitutes defamation. It is not serious, and the sentence is only six months to one year in prison. Of course, I don’t understand the law. I think Lawyer Wen will discuss the details with you personally. You can also ask them to return to their country immediately, and the price is that they will not be able to enter the EU in the future. "
After that, she picked up the wine glass in front of Cheng Bowen, threw it hard on the ground, and said with a smile, "Mr. Cheng, enjoy your meal."
As soon as she finished speaking, she turned and left. She was worried that if she continued to stay, she would not be able to help but beat up the two male employees and Cheng Bowen.