Chapter 253: Chapter 117: Does Someone Hitting Me Mean I Can Only Run? (Two in One)_2

"Indeed, this idea is correct, after all, lawyers don't have to bear any responsibility if they lose a lawsuit, which was originally intended to protect lawyers. But now, how are many lawyers doing it?"

"Do you know, in some criminal cases, lawyers are called the second prosecutor, during trial they say things like 'the prosecutor's opinion is completely correct, the sentencing is reasonable!' "

"Is this something a defense attorney should say? Not to mention civil cases, acting as a mouthpiece and treating trials as a formality are all too common. Lawyers are so poorly regarded in society nowadays — could it be that the people are all blind?"

Nobody expected Old Tang to open fire on the entire legal profession at the start of his lecture.

At Politics and Law University, some students go into civil service, but many become lawyers, judges, or prosecutors. For many, it's just a stepping stone before ultimately becoming a lawyer.

Because lawyers have high incomes.

So Old Tang fired directly, knowing that few could really take in his words, but it didn't matter. He didn't come to lecture so that students would listen; he just wanted to rant to his heart's content.

Really, there are just too many lawyers who are only in it for the money. You don't have to be extremely diligent or responsible, but at the very least, be a bit professional.

Many clients don't attend the hearings, thinking that once they've hired a lawyer, they don't need to worry. As a result, they have no idea what happens in the courtroom.

In the end, if the lawsuit is lost, the lawyer simply says, "It couldn't be won. What can you do?"

So, in front of the students' eyes, Old Tang let it all out!

Some teachers' faces darkened — many Politics and Law University professors are also part-time lawyers.

Juggling teaching with handling cases and school tasks takes up so much of their time — how much can they truly dedicate to working on cases?

Half an hour passed, and the lecture came to an end. Now it was time for questions.

Soon, a student stood up and asked, "Lawyer Tang, you've talked at length just now, but how exactly do we evaluate a lawyer? What makes a good lawyer?"

Hearing this, Old Tang laughed and said, "Well, if we use me as the standard it would be a bit overwhelming, right? So I think achieving half of what I have would be enough..."

Below, some students looked up at the sky, beginning to question their lives. Why study law at all? Look at this vast universe, how beautiful it is.

For Old Tang, lectures were just play. He's still too young, and if he wants to make academic achievements, he should at least have a decent education.

But now, it's not possible for him to improve his education anymore, so let it be.

For now, he'll just make money first, then see if he can accept some tasks after earning for a while.

...

In Jingzhou City's Xihong District, Ju Haiqing, who had just returned from his hometown, encountered another traffic jam.

"Damn it, I just don't get it — they're always fixing the roads, year after year, and yet they're still like this."

Though he just cursed a few times, he needed to hurry home. He had used up all of today's drafts, and if he didn't get back quickly, the readers were going to have his hide.

He had to turn left at the intersection ahead. Every time Ju Haiqing returned from his hometown, he had to pass through here, and it was particularly congested.

Today was no exception – the left-turning lane was jammed again, all the way back to another traffic light.

Just queue up, what else to do, waiting in line will eventually get you through.

Ju Haiqing wasn't the type to cut in line; he felt at peace following the queue and moving along slowly.

However, after waiting half an eternity and still not moving forward, he looked ahead and, unsurprisingly, a lot of cars were cutting in.

Some drivers weren't skilled and got taken advantage of with others cutting in front, causing a continuous stream of cars trying to sneak in further back.

Sigh, it happens every time, it's annoying just to watch.

So he inched forward step by step, and after more than twenty minutes he finally reached the solid line.

Ju Haiqing breathed a sigh of relief; just like before, lots of cars wanted to cut in, he had to move as soon as the car in front did.