Early the next morning.

It was not even seven o'clock when a visitor came to Panjiaolong's house in Lantian that he "couldn't get rid of".

The visitor was tall and burly, with a fierce appearance. He was wearing a suit, which looked very out of place.

Since entering the house, he has been like an old woman, talking endlessly:

"Meimei, you haven't gotten up yet? What time is this? Get up quickly and get ready."

"Have you forgotten that we have big things to do this afternoon?"

"Come here, let me see how my outfit looks like. It cost me more than 50,000 yuan, and it's from a famous brand. It should be fine after this, right?"

The Climbing Dragon was still wearing pajamas at the moment, with his hair blowing up randomly. Hearing the buzzing sound of the visitors, like flies, he couldn't bear it any more, so he whined:

"Brother Zhong, I know there is something important to do today. We need to join the club."

"But Master Lei made an appointment with us at two o'clock in the afternoon! It's still seven hours away. Why is it so early?"

"Also, it's just joining a club, it's not a blind date, why do you need to dress like a dog?"

Yes, the man who came to look for the Climbing Dragon early in the morning was none other than Yi Zhong, one of the ten red sticks in the Hopewell Map.

Since Yi Zhong was lucky enough to be invited by Lei Yaoyang to join the organization Flip Hand Club, it can be said that he has not slept well these days.

He had been fantasizing about the scale of the Flip Club, the benefits of joining, etc. Especially as the day drew closer, he became more excited and excited.

Early this morning, Yi Zhong actually got up at five o'clock. Otherwise, he would have come to chat with the climbing dragon long ago.

There's no way around it. The Hand Flip Club is a secret organization. Before he knew the rules, Yi Zhong didn't dare to speak loudly and tell his subordinates.

The only person he could describe his excitement about was the Climbing Dragon that he was familiar with.

Hearing the complaint of the climbing dragon, Yi Zhong didn't care at all. He casually sat on a sofa in the living room and retorted:

"You can't say that. We are newcomers. When newcomers join the club, of course we need to dress up a little better. This means we show that we attach great importance to joining the club and we won't let other members look down on us."

The Climbing Dragon only rolled his eyes when he heard this, crossed his arms, leaned against the wall, half-closed his eyes, and murmured:

"If the skill of flipping hands is so superficial, then why should we participate in it?"

"Brother Zhong, if you are useful, countless people will rush to be friends with you. If you are useless, no matter how well-dressed you are, no one will care about you."

While Yi Zhong nodded, he gave his opinion again:

"Of course I know what you're saying, but just listen to me..."

at the same time.

In a well-established law firm in Central, an old man in his sixties, with gray hair, wearing a well-dressed suit and a small bow tie, with the air of a scholar, was splashing ink and showing off his calligraphy skills.

In front of him, stood a man in his thirties, also wearing a high-end suit, but who looked very contradictory and bohemian.

The man was holding a cup of coffee in his hand, smiling, and commented:

"Master, your calligraphy is really getting better and better. If you put a work like this up for auction, people outside are rushing to get it."

"Oh!"

The old man chuckled lightly, without even raising his eyelids, and said calmly:

"Zuzan, your mouth is like honey. Your flattering skills are getting better and better."

"But for people in our profession of lawyers, it's a good thing to be able to talk, but it's not good if you can only talk."

"clear!"

The man immediately took over the conversation and said:

"Master, I have completed all the six cases you gave me. The customer is 100% satisfied."

"I know, I knew it last night. Zuzan, you are doing very well, even better than I was when I was just starting out."

The old man said with a smile on his face, quite pleased.

"Teacher, you are the famous Feng Tiancheng, one of the top ten gold medal lawyers in Hong Kong Comprehensive City. How can I compare with you?"

The man was still modest, shaking his head repeatedly, as if he didn't dare to take responsibility.

When the old man heard these words, it seemed to bring back some bad memories, and he said angrily:

"The top ten lawyers are just ten fools specially chosen by their peers to be the targets of our judicial profession."

"As one of the top ten companies in the Hong Kong Comprehensive Market, you deserve to win, but you shouldn't lose if you do. The so-called top ten are just rumors, and the offer cannot be much higher than other peers. Otherwise, you will break the rules and be isolated."

"And as your reputation grows, the restrictions will become greater, and eventually you will reach a dead end with no further possibility."

In the past, men have always regarded being among the top ten lawyers in Hong Kong as their goal, and they have always felt that their teacher was the top ten, and they were excited and happy.

Now after listening to the teacher's introduction, it seems that the top ten lawyers are not an honor but a burden.

His mind was full of confusion, but the man didn’t hide it and said directly:

"Teacher, I don't quite understand!"

The old man kept writing in his hand and asked:

“What is our lawyer’s highest achievement?”

"Like the teacher, do the first gold medal?"

The man replied tentatively.

The old man shook his head and explained:

"Even if you become the number one gold medalist, you still play within the rules of the game. The real highest achievement is to become the person who sets the rules of the game."

After saying this, the old man lifted up the paper on the table, and it turned out that he had just written four small words with a brush:

****!

The man's reaction was not slow, and he immediately realized that his teacher believed that **** was the highest achievement of a lawyer.

The man's words almost came out of his mouth:

"Teacher, why don't you run for ****?"

"Choose? Can I choose if I choose?"

The old man shook his head and said calmly.

Speaking of this, the man was more confident than the old man, and he immediately answered:

"Of course, teacher, you are so famous in our judicial circles. You have never lost a lawsuit. And..."

Before the man could finish speaking, the old man took over:

"The more serious the lawsuit, the more legal loopholes you exploit. As lawyers, we solve problems for our clients. As long as you can find legal loopholes that can work from the rules they set, it will become easier to litigate."

, nothing goes wrong."

"But the more famous and powerful you become, the further you push the distance between yourself and the Legislative Council. If you offend everyone in the system to death, who will agree to your joining."

"Hey, it's a pity that I didn't understand this until I was fifty."

"Zuzan, you are my most promising disciple. The teacher has no hope in this life, but you have a good chance."

"I will give you this calligraphy. Come with me to sea in the afternoon, and the teacher will take you to meet some people. As long as you get on the boat, they will help you in the future."

After saying that, the old man called the man, and the man stepped forward. The words were exactly the four characters that the old man had written for a long time:

“We’re all in this together!”

To be honest, although most men don’t quite understand what the elderly say.

But the old man's kindness to him was as great as heaven, and he didn't even need to understand it. When he took the words, he immediately made a promise:

"Teacher, I will fulfill your wish."

On the endless sea.

A luxury cruise ship is floating, just like an ordinary cruise ship out for fishing, with the engine turned off and no power.

Outsiders would never have imagined that an organization that vaguely resembles a giant in the Hong Kong Comprehensive City would continue to expand and develop in a place like this.

At this time, on the yacht, Lei Yaoyang was wearing an orthodox suit, standing on the deck, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, and was doing the work of welcoming guests. Before the handover meeting, this work was mostly done by Lei Yao.

Yang will do it himself.

In this way, many members will feel that the president is close to them, and they will not think that you are aloof and out of touch.

Nowadays, Lei Yaoyang is always happy to do this kind of good job of winning people's hearts.

"Mr. Ma, I remember you were late every time. Why are you here so early today?"

"Hahaha, didn't the president say it on the phone? Today we are talking about sharing money. If you have money to share, of course I will arrive early. President, please tell me first, how much can one person share this time?"

"Don't be so impatient. We'll find out soon. Let's go in first. Mr. Li and the others are already chatting inside."

"Oh? I have something to discuss with Mr. Li. President, I'll go ahead and won't be with you anymore. See you later."

"Go ahead."

"Member Zhou, here we come. By the way, I forgot to congratulate you. You are the most popular member of the New Territories. You were elected with a high vote. Although I rarely read newspapers, I am still impressed."
To be continued...