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"But I went to the factory, and the people there told me directly that none of our batch had any money deducted. When I went to the middleman, guess what, he told me to buzz off."
Old Tang just shook his head upon hearing this, of course, such matters could be arbitrated, but first, the evidence was insufficient; second, it was not worth the time to quarrel over arbitration for a mere hundred yuan.
They don't deduct much, just enough to make you feel disgusted yet not enough to make you want to stand up for your rights.
Forget about lawyers, every province has a guideline for attorneys' fees, and lawyers cannot charge below this guideline. If they charge too low, the local bar association can directly punish you because you're engaging in unfair competition.
So, understand this, the bar association does handle matters, but it's a self-regulatory association for lawyers meant to safeguard the collective interests of lawyers.
In any region, no one can start engaging in low fees due to internal strife... That's also why it's hard for ordinary lawyers to find cases.
Spend a thousand yuan on legal fees to recover two hundred, only a fool would do that.
The younger man's words also stirred the noodle shop owner to join the conversation, opening up as well.
Many people look at those tiny intermediary storefronts and think they don't make any money, but those in the know understand how lucrative these employment intermediaries are!
Because of the presence of old pros like Old Tang, a group of people in the noodle shop began to speak their minds, while Old Tang listened and watched on the side.
Having never really been exposed to a lawyer's rhetoric, they were easily coaxed into voicing their complaints.
Just then, Old Tang suddenly looked to the side. He felt that the elder brother beside him had muttered something about "intermediaries are all...", but the voice was too low to catch clearly.
He wanted to ask a couple of questions, but the other party had already stood up, paid, and left.
Watching the middle-aged man's retreating figure, Old Tang curiously asked the noodle shop owner, "Boss, was that big brother also working around here?"
Although it's always said that convictions can't rely solely on testimony, testimonies still hold an extremely important place in criminal evidence.
For an average person, the moment you sit in that chair, it's basically "I deeply regret".
Don't think about getting through with lies; the police questioning and recording statements aren't done just once or twice. If your stories don't match up, it's no good.
It was already Thursday evening, and several resident teachers were persuading students one by one in their dormitories.
"You all see now, some of those who ran off before have come back ready to continue working, and for those who don't return, their diplomas are definitely gone."
"You all know Cheng Nanyan from Class 3, she even complained to relevant departments. Look at that, has it helped? The internships arranged by the school are all legal!"
"It's not like causing a stir will get you anything, you know? Just finish your internship work obediently, don't give us daily headaches!"
After Resident Teacher Liu finished speaking, he pushed the door open and moved on to the next dormitory.
As soon as he left, the students in the dormitory started venting.
"Damn it, these bastards, they don't have to do anything every day, and we're almost being worked to death!"
"Right, our team leader is such a jerk. No matter what I do, he says it's wrong. Also, that Li Tingting from the next class, her team leader is always hanging around her."
"Even when we told our teachers, they didn't care."
The few of them kept talking, but Jin Xintian still didn't say a word, his expression just as gloomy.
It had been several days since Lawyer Tang said he had handed in all the documents and that results would come soon, but so far, nothing had happened.
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