Chapter 157: Chapter 92 I Shouldn't Be Crazy (Happy Qixi Festival, Extra Update for Silver Alliance)_2

After speaking, Old Tang turned and entered his office.

The property owners at the scene looked at each other, mouths agape, unsure of what to say.

Finally, someone spoke up, "Wasn't it said that Tang Fangjing is a good lawyer? Just this? Good my ass!"

"Let's go, let's go, us common folks ultimately have no one to care for us," they said as they prepared to leave. However, as soon as Old Tang had entered his office, he came back out.

"Come here, you, the property owner, hold on a second. Are you saying you have a problem with me? Would it be best if I paid you back with my own money? Am I your dad that I should take care of you?" said Old Tang.

The property owner's eyes widened in astonishment. Who would have thought that his minor griping as he was leaving would be overheard from inside the office?

The property owners didn't know what to say. Some people thought the netizens would support them. But when they logged into the live streaming room, they discovered the comments were full of cheers.

"I'm puzzled how these people have the face to seek out Lawyer Tang. They've been cursed out good. People who moral blackmail deserve to die!"

"Right you are, Lawyer Tang isn't his dad. Why should he care for him? It's not like he caused the unfinished building."

According to the netizens, this was a real person.

There was nothing to be done; they were utterly at a loss. That Tang Fangjing didn't care about his reputation at all, brazenly cursing people in front of everyone.

All they could do was drag their bodies away, like walking dead.

After all the property owners left, Old Song came over without anyone knowing when he had arrived.

"Is it worth it, doing it like this?" he asked.

For just one case, he had nearly lost his life, and now he was even being criticized.

Old Tang laughed softly and said, "Worth it, of course it's worth it, Old Song. You don't know, I've already made a killing."

After finishing his sentence, he hummed a song all the way back to his office: "I am a carefree man from Wolong Ridge..."

Behind him, Old Song was utterly confused. Was earning that reputation really making a killing?

After all, life is generally mundane. You are not the center of the world.

Thanks to his reputation, business at the law firm was booming.

Moreover, the residents of Yuefu Residential Complex were praising the homeowners' association every day, with many residential complexes in Jingzhou coming to Tengda, thinking about whether they could also establish a homeowners' association following the process.

Before taking on a case, Old Wang would evaluate it, mainly to see how the finances of the residential complex were.

If the finances were good, no question—they'd take the case.

But if the property was old and dilapidated, with management itself scraping by, then there would be no need for unnecessary complications.

On another evening close to quitting time, Old Tang, massaging his back, got up from the massage chair, sighing, "Ah, so boring. The cases at the firm are all lackluster, not a single one of high quality."

As he exited his office, he saw the other lawyers busy as bees and remarked, "Everyone's busy, that's good, stay busy."

Just then, Li Weilong, who had become an official lawyer, walked by and greeted him, "Tang Bro, everything alright? What's with your back?"

Old Tang shook his head and replied, "Ah, I just fell asleep on the massage chair, and it massaged me a bit too long. It's a little sore, but don't you mind me, keep up with your work."

Li Weilong: "...Damn that Tang Fangjing. I shouldn't have asked that."

Meanwhile, Old Tang continued to look around. He casually picked up some files Li Wanting was working on and said, "What is this you're doing?"

"Case files, what about them, Tang Bro?" she inquired.

"This is what you call case files? Look at this, and that—it's a clear application of the wrong legal interpretation. Did you do this with your eyes closed?" he criticized.

Li Wanting: "???" What's gotten into Tang Bro?

However, when she looked up, Old Tang had already moved on.

"Yan Xueling, you've got a big problem here..."

After making a round in the office and successfully casting existential doubt on thirteen lawyers, Old Tang finally returned to his office, satiated. He didn't even know why he had done that.