"Senior brother!" Cong Rong suddenly stopped Tan Size, "I'm going to transfer to a non-complaint in two years, I know you recently took a job with a listed company, please show me."
"Why? Female criminal defense lawyers are awe-inspiring. You don't see that every time you go to court, even the presiding judge looks at you high."
Cong Rong glanced at him, "You don't mind because of the high lawyer fees in criminal cases? In fact, criminal business also has a lot of non-litigation business, such as last year's corporate criminal legal risk prevention project. Didn't you make a lot of money? ?”
Tan Size plunged into the trap, "You are also one of the senior partners, okay? I make money and you make money!"
Cong Rong closed the net slowly, "Do you still know that I am a partner?"
Tan Size was speechless, "You are the golden signboard of our criminal defense, what will you do if you don't do it?"
"Come here, you were originally from criminal defense."
"No, Junior Sister Cong, my little heart is very fragile, you can't let me come into contact with too many dark things, I will see through the world of mortals and become a nun!"
"If you become a monk, you will be a monk at most."
"I like mother."
Cong Rong didn't bother to talk to him.
"Really want to transfer a non-complaint?" Tan Size walked out after getting an affirmative answer, shaking his head and sighing, "Oh, there is one less female lawyer doing litigation..."
The door of the office was closed, and Cong Rong took another look at the document on the corner of the desk. Since she entered the industry, she has not accepted medical cases, and everyone in the industry knows that. In fact, medical cases are the easiest cases to win. In the face of the existing laws and social reality, medical staff are a vulnerable group. Whether it is medical malpractice or not, most patients will win the case, and the hospital will lose money and settle the matter. She can't stop others from picking it up, but she can at least stop herself from picking it up, because... Wen Shaoqing is a doctor. He is also a person who lives under the knife point every day. If one is not careful... Every time she sees a medical case, she will resist from the bottom of her heart, and she does not want to see this kind of thing happen from the bottom of her heart.
Cong Rong worked overtime in the office until the rush hour passed before driving home. When she stopped in the parking lot of the community, she found Wen Shaoqing's car parked diagonally opposite her. Sitting in the car and staring at the car, she suddenly felt that she was doomed.
Cong Rong only made a half-circle in the supermarket when he bumped into Wen Shaoqing.
He was looking down at the production date of the yogurt in his hand, and there were several bags of vegetables and fruits in the shopping cart next to him.
Cong Rong has seen a lot of young talents, most of them are men who are powerful in their own industry, and they are very family men... She has seen very few of them.
He probably just got off work, and he was not wearing the home attire that he had seen a few times before.
Cong Rong stood where he was, hesitating whether to walk away or go over to say hello, Wen Shaoqing looked up.
Now she could only bite the bullet and walk over to say hello, "Hi..."
Cong Rong just raised her hand to say hello, and then got stuck, because she didn't know how to address Wen Shaoqing.
Professor Wen? It seems to call him old.
Follow Zhong Zhen and call him the boss? It's kind of weird.
Wen Shaoqing directly? Seems impolite.
After weighing for a few seconds, she said decisively: "Doctor Wen."
A flash of astonishment flashed across Wen Shaoqing's eyes at this address, and then he was replaced by a smile, and jokingly imitated her address and replied: "What a coincidence, Lawyer Cong."
Cong Rong felt a little shy after hearing this, he must have imitated her on purpose! Lawyer Cong is Lawyer Cong! I was right!
Cong Rong turned his head and stood in front of the refrigerator to pick out yogurt. After looking around, he found that there was only one bottle of the brand he was used to drinking, and Wen Shaoqing was holding that bottle in his hand.
In addition to being a detail-oriented person, Cong Rong also has a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder. She couldn't drink another brand, so she picked up a bottle and handed it over, tentatively suggesting: "Actually, this brand is also quite delicious."
Wen Shaoqing glanced at her silently, took the bottle of yogurt in her hand, and put it in the shopping cart together with the bottle she was holding.
Cong Rong stopped him, "Don't buy too much, it won't be fresh after a long time, just buy a bottle."
Wen Shaoqing handed her back the bottle she suggested, but Cong Rong didn't want to take it at all.
Wen Shaoqing was a little surprised, "What's wrong?"
Cong Rong pointed to his shopping cart, "I want that bottle."
Wen Shaoqing turned his head and took a look, then replied with a smile: "Oh, just think about it."
Cong Rong took the bottle of yogurt from him viciously, turned around and went to the cashier to pay, followed by Wen Shaoqing.
Coming out of the supermarket, Wen Shaoqing watched her take back the suitcase from the depository, still smiling gently, and the question she asked was still hateful, "Aren't you going to sleep in the law firm?"
Cong Rong kept talking nonsense: "The law firm will turn off the heating at night, it's too cold."
Wen Shaoqing suddenly laughed, "Have dinner together?"
Probably that smile was so pretty that Cong Rong was bewitched, and when she followed him and stood in front of his house waiting for him to open the door, she suddenly wanted to regret it.
It got dark early in winter, and as soon as I opened the door, I saw a black shadow rushing towards me, and Cong Rong immediately hid behind Wen Shaoqing.
Wen Shaoqing smiled softly, turned on the light, then bent down and touched Ren Yiyi's head, "It's very well-behaved and won't bite."
Cong Rong was still hiding in the corner by the door, "I know it won't bite..."
Wen Shaoqing coughed lightly and held back a laugh, "Let me go, you can go play on the balcony for a while."
Cong Rong looked outside, the night wind was blowing, she said, "Let it be here, the balcony seems quite cold..."
Wen Shaoqing looked at her with raised eyebrows, "Are you sure?"
Cong Rong gritted his teeth, "Let it go to the study."
When Wen Shaoqing was cooking, Cong Rong was embarrassed to stand by and stared at him, suddenly remembered the handwritten medical notes he saw at Zhong Zhen's place last time, so he wanted to go to the study, but when he thought of letting Yirang be in the study, She still gave up decisively, and finally could only sit on the sofa in the living room and feel bored.
Cong Rong was wondering if it would be a bad idea to sit and wait for food as a foodie, when the mobile phone placed on the low table in front of the sofa suddenly vibrated.
Cong Rong took a look, and the word "Qin Chu" kept flashing on the screen of her mobile phone. When she saw the name, she suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and then thought that there might be urgent patients in the hospital who wanted to call him back, so she raised her voice to the kitchen. Call Wen Shaoqing: "The phone is ringing, and your colleague is looking for you!"
Wen Shaoqing probably couldn't walk away, so he replied, "You can bring it here for me."
As soon as Cong Rong picked up the phone, he saw that Rang Yirang suddenly rushed in front of her, staring at her intently.
Cong Rong was taken aback, and immediately turned around and went into the kitchen, subconsciously feeling that it would be safe to stay next to Wen Shaoqing.
Wen Shaoqing wiped his hands and picked it up, not knowing what was said there, he quickly replied: "No, I'm making it, and I'm going to eat it soon."
The female voice over there seemed to say something with a smile again, and Wen Shaoqing stared at Cong Rong deeply this time before answering: "Forget it, I have friends here, it's inconvenient." Then she quickly hung up the phone, Handing the phone to Cong Rong, he washed his hands and began to put salt into the pot.
Cong Rong could feel that Wen Shaoqing was alienated from Qin Chu's politeness, unlike what Zhong Zhen guessed, she tentatively asked: "Do you want to go back to the hospital to work overtime?"
"No, my colleague asked me to go out for a dinner party. I heard that I was cooking and would come to eat at home, but I refused." After explaining in a few words, Wen Shaoqing suddenly asked, "How do you know that Qin Chu is my colleague?"
"Uh..." Cong Rong was at a loss for words, hesitated for a while and could only tell the truth, "Zhong Zhen told me."
"Why did he tell you this?"
"It's nothing, just chatting. He said that you are very good at performing scalpels, and he mentioned something 'clear and clear' by the way."
Wen Shaoqing focused well, "Do you often talk about me?"
"Not at all." Cong Rong felt that something would happen if he didn't change the subject, and soon found that Rang Yirang, who followed in, looked at her not kindly, and leaned closer to Wen Shaoqing, "What's wrong with it?"
Wen Shaoqing looked at her for a while, and then at her, "Probably...you robbed it of its job, and it usually gave it to me when the phone rang."
Cong Rong was speechless, she had unintentionally become Rang Yirang's rival for favor.
Wen Shaoqing turned off the fire, and ordered Cong Rong while serving dishes on the dining table outside, "It pounces on you most of the time to play with you, which means it remembers you and it is a kind of recognition for you. It is also very naughty, if it I found that your reaction is very interesting every time it jumps on you, then... Didn’t you find that it is very happy to jump on you every time it sees you? Don’t show that you are afraid of it. After it knows you are afraid of it, it will It will attack you even harder, if you calm down, it will lose interest."
Cong Rong looked back and then at Wen Shaoqing, always feeling that there was something in his words.
Wen Shaoqing stood at the dining table and called her: "Come and eat."
Cong Rong didn't pay attention when he came last time, but this time he realized that Wen Shaoqing is quite a...pervert.
Pointing to the patterns on the chopsticks, she asked, "These chopsticks are quite unique, with carvings on them. Where did you buy them?"
Wen Shaoqing served her a bowl of soup, and said lightly: "I bought ordinary chopsticks from the supermarket, and I carved them myself."
Now Cong Rong really believed that Wen Shaoqing's knife skills were very good, so good that he was insane, how bored he was that he thought of carving flowers on chopsticks
Cong Rong complained about him in his heart for a long time, and immediately changed his attitude after picking up the food with chopsticks and eating it in his mouth.
"This eggplant is delicious! How do you make it?"
"Yeah... this yam is also delicious!"
"This rib is also delicious, but it's too spicy. I don't like spicy food."
Cong Rong waved his chopsticks excitedly, but he couldn't find his usual calm and serious look. Wen Shaoqing stared at her for a long time, with a complicated expression, "Why didn't I find out before... you are a foodie?"
There are two types of foodies. One is that there is nothing bad in his eyes, and he eats a lot and miscellaneous. Another type is probably Cong Rong, who has a picky mouth and a strong concealment, usually you can't see it at all, but once you eat something delicious, your eyes will shine, revealing your true colors.