Chapter 162: I Take Revenge, From Morning till Evening!_6
"The extra reward 'Provocation: Fake (Thrice)' has already been issued. Please check your account."
Seeing this unusual skill name, even Tang Fangjing was a bit confused. What kind of ghost skill was this, completely different from the previous ones, giving off an out-of-place vibe.
The previous skills either made it hard for him to die, such as Resurrection Armor, integrated fighting techniques, or the enhancement of his limbs.
But this skill was in a league of its own from beginning to end.
After carefully scrutinizing for a long time, Old Tang finally grasped a bit of its meaning. It seemed to say that within ten minutes of activating the skill, his provocative remarks had a high chance of enraging the opponent, even breaking their defenses.
But what was the use of this? No matter how he thought about it, it seemed pretty useless. He, Tang Fangjing, was a good lawyer, who never engaged in offensive speech against others... cough cough.
However, it was better to have it than not, although Old Tang really wanted to experiment and see what breaking someone's defense would actually look like.
In the following days, Old Tang went back to slacking off. After becoming a partner at the law firm, the other lawyers had begun to call him "Director Tang."
This was all influenced by Zhang Wei.
Either way, Old Wang would now rarely meet with Old Tang to avoid the awkward situation where one might call out "Director," and both would respond, creating confusion.
Initially, Old Wang couldn't accept it, but after the initial awkwardness, he gradually came around to it.
Time quietly slipped away in this atmosphere, with a whole week flashing by.
From Old Lan's updates, he heard that Gao Qingwen was swiftly sentenced in a criminal court to one year of actual prison time, which was somewhat satisfactory.
Another Monday arrived, and just as Old Tang got to the firm, many lawyers were there to congratulate him.
"Director Tang, have you seen it? The Supreme Court has designated that case from before as a guiding case for this year!" one lawyer said.
A guiding case, no less. With only so many issued by the Supreme Court, being a reference meant that future similar cases could be judged by this one. For a lawyer, this was incredibly thrilling!
Old Tang smiled and expressed his gratitude, although he had already known about it beforehand.
The Guangming District Court certainly wouldn't let this opportunity slip by. This was significant for the lawyers, and just as much for the court.
Of course, Old Tang was unaware that at this exact moment, several civil judges from the Bright District were sitting together, their faces darkening.
A closer look would reveal that five of the judges had already developed a Mediterranean hairstyle, with one even going completely bald.
"A guiding case!" a judge there exclaimed through clenched teeth!
When would the Guangming District Court ever rise up!
While Old Tang spent his days slacking off, the small comic strip "The Daily Life of Lawyer Tang" and Wang Qingqing's uploaded videos started to take off.
Wang Qingqing, being Old Wang's niece, could afford to be a bit more casual.
So after returning, she decisively changed the style of her videos. On one side, there was the law firm's director, his face darkened but not daring to speak recklessly, while on the other side was the leading counsel of the firm, lazing and sleeping every day.
This contrast was strikingly highlighted in the short videos, instantly resonating with viewers.
It also let many followers see another side of Tang Fangjing, showing that he wasn't just the lawyer with terminal cancer, he also had a life filled with emotions.
"Haha, I'm dying of laughter, poor Director Wang! Look at Lawyer Tang's brazenness, even when he sleeps in the office, the director has to cover him with a blanket..."
"Can we get more updates? It feels like none of us have any limits, we just love this stuff!"
As the popularity of the short videos soared, even Old Wang went from initial rejection to actively participating in the filming...
Old Tang, of course, was not the proactive type. He preferred to be passive, so every day, Wang Qingqing had to choose the right moment to film him.
A month went by at the firm just like that, and summer had quietly returned.
The boss of Bluebird Company had become speechless, as during a hospital check-up, he was diagnosed with cancer. It wasn't terminal, but it was still serious.
This made the boss want to curse someone out. Another year had passed, damn it, and he felt like he was going to pass before Tang Fangjing.
He swore that if he didn't live much longer, he would certainly head to the court enforcement office and call Tang Fangjing over to have a proper argument. He felt unjustly treated!
This damn fourth year running, it looked like he'd survive another four years without issue...
In this atmosphere, at the gate of Jingzhou City First Prison, Ye Ping'an stepped out one foot at a time, staring blankly at the sky above.
He was the former property company's boss Ye, who had been sentenced to five years for embezzlement. After a series of sentence reductions, he was finally released today.
If you asked who he hated the most while incarcerated, it would definitely be Tang Fangjing!
Even now, thinking of him made Ye Ping'an clench his teeth in fury. Tang Fangjing had ruined his career, his family, and everything else.
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He had been a well-positioned company executive, only to be suddenly thrown into prison, and nearly all his assets were recovered.
In principle, the recovered funds were from his illegal income, but Ye Ping'an didn't see it that way. He believed that any money that reached his hands was rightfully his.
On the contrary, it was Tang Fangjing who had schemed to send him to prison, which was truly detestable!
Those who have been incarcerated usually fall into one of two categories: either they come out reformed and live a peaceful life, even more honest than average folks.
Or... they turn out like Ye Ping'an.
"Old Ye, you're finally out!" In front of him, Ye Ping'an's wife cried as she spoke.
Snapping back to reality, Ye Ping'an replied, "Yes, I'm finally out."
"If it wasn't for that Tang Fangjing..." Ye Ping'an dropped a fierce remark, "That Tang Fangjing really deserves to die. It's a pity he was already terminal with cancer. Otherwise, if I could ever meet him, I'd damn well kill him!"
After years of stepping on the sewing machine, it was clear that Boss Ye had changed profoundly.
Hearing this, Ye Ping'an's wife suddenly fell silent, then spoke up, "Old Ye, don't talk like that. That Tang... Tang Fangjing, he's still alive."
What? Ye Ping'an was stunned. How could that be possible? Wasn't the guy supposed to be at death's door, purportedly not lasting a few months?
The air seemed to stiffen with awkwardness. Ye Ping'an's wife continued, "And he's now pretty famous... When we get home, you can look it up yourself."