“You guys are fine, can you not block our way?”
When talking to others, he always maintains a decent smile, and his voice is gentle and powerful, making people feel his confidence and charm.
But the reporters at the scene didn’t think so. They all remained silent, did not dare to talk to him, and even took a few steps back.
Mihir put away her regretful eyes and looked back at the girl who let go of her hand: "Should I take you back to the hotel first?"
Qiao Nian flexed her wrists and replied expressionlessly: "It's troublesome."
Mihir immediately showed a sunny smile: "You are too polite!"
The group of people followed Mihir out of the circle of reporters.
The cannibalistic reporters were very cowed.
Throughout the whole process of their departure, no one came forward to stop them, and no one dared to ask strange questions.
Before leaving, Mihir even contacted the airport security and asked them to control the troublemaking man Qiao Nian captured and wait for the police to come and take him away.
There was a small jeep parked outside. The jeep had a wild and shabby appearance, but the man in a suit walked straight to the jeep parked on the side of the road, opened the door, and put his briefcase inside.
He turned around and looked back at the group of people behind him, and asked the leader Liang Feng with a smile: "The car to pick you up hasn't come yet?"
“…should be here soon.” Liang Feng was surprisingly cautious when talking to him: “Excuse me, are you Mr. Mihir?”
The Zhou family stood behind him, listening to the conversation between the two.
Mihir replied in surprise: "Q didn't introduce me to you?" Dissatisfied, he turned back to the girl and complained: "Are you going too far, am I embarrassed? Why don't you tell your companions about me!"
Qiao Nian pulled down his peaked cap, suppressed the low pressure on his body and gave him a shut-up look.
Mihir immediately shut his mouth, and turned around like he was changing his face in a Sichuan opera and stretched out his hand to the smiling Liang Feng: "Hello, allow me to introduce myself. I am the Mihir you call me, but you don't need to call me sir."
“You are Q’s partner, just call me Mihir.” He looked past Liang Feng at the dozen or so people behind him, always smiling and looking very talkative.
"I am a lawyer by profession, mainly responsible for financial and copyright-related lawsuits. Q sent me Mr. Zhou Xuxing's case information before he came here. I have a general understanding of your demands. I hope we can all have a happy cooperation in the next period of time. ~"
His eyes fell on Liang Feng again, seemingly gentle but with sharp eyes: "You must be a lawyer too, right? Nice to meet you."
Liang Feng held his hand with both hands and was a little excited: "Mr. Mihir... No, I am your fan. I studied the cases you took when I studied law. They were all classic legal arguments at the textbook level. I didn't expect to see you today." To your real person.”
His reaction stunned the Zhou family.
Zhou's mother and Dai Jiaqi looked at the foreign man in disbelief.
Dai Jiaqi is particularly incredible.
She quickly lowered her eyelashes, bit her lip, and glanced in the direction of Qiao Nian, her eyes flashing with envy, jealousy and other unclear emotions.
Zhou Mu asked her directly: "Is Mihir very powerful?"
Liang Feng turned around and controlled his excitement before explaining to them: "Mr. Mihir is one of the most famous lawyers in our legal profession. He is known as the pillar of law, which means the last man standing in the court. The cases he took over We have never lost, including the Heino Building bombing, the coal mine strike, the Loeb and Ribolu murders, the famous evolution court debate, etc. In short, as long as Mr. Michel is here, we will have a lawsuit with the FBI this time. The odds are good!" (End of Chapter)