Cong Rong coughed lightly, pretending to be calm and pushed the ink pad in front of him, "Make a fingerprint."
Wen Shaoqing lightly dipped the ink pad with his thumb and did not press down on the contract. Instead, he held it up in front of his eyes. After looking at it for a long time, he said, "Is it okay if you don't cover it? I want to save the first time until..."
He stopped halfway through his words, leaving room for infinite imagination before continuing, "Anyway, we are so familiar, and there is no problem of legal fees."
Without thinking about it, Cong Rong reached out and grabbed his hand and pressed it down forcefully, then threw him a tissue.
Wen Shaoqing wiped his hands slowly and said: "I didn't do it voluntarily, you forced me."
Cong Rong laughed twice, and looked at him coldly, "How do you prove that you didn't do it voluntarily? How do you prove that I forced you? Do you have any evidence? Don't you know that lawyers always only recognize evidence but not people? "
Wen Shaoqing felt fresh, "Why are you messing around?"
Cong Rong glanced at him lightly, and replied unhurriedly: "I learned from you."
"..." Wen Shaoqing choked, "I won't charge you tuition."
Cong Rong ignored his nonsense, put away the contract and stood up, glanced at his hand, knew that his hand was injured and could not drive, so he asked, "Where are you going, I will take you off?"
Wen Shaoqing shook his head, "No, I don't have to go to work after I'm suspended, and I just take the subway if I'm not in a hurry."
Cong Rong picked up the car keys, "Anyway, I'm going out to get a haircut, so I'll pick you up along the way."
Wen Shaoqing frowned upon hearing this, "Why do you want to cut your hair again?"
Of course Cong Rong wouldn't say that he was flustered by you and angry with his hair, and said nonsense in a serious manner: "It's too long, it will be hot."
The corner of Wen Shaoqing's mouth twitched, "It's winter now."
Cong Rong insisted, "Winter is hot too."
Wen Shaoqing looked at her hair, "Where do you want to cut it?"
Cong Rong raised his hand and touched his shoulder casually, "Let's go to the collarbone."
When she goes to work, she usually wears a coat. She wears a light-colored top and dark-colored trousers, which is simple and elegant. The temperature in the room is high. At the moment, he is only wearing a V-neck white shirt, showing his collarbone. Wen Shaoqing looked at her collarbone, and then moved his eyes down to her waist. He lowered his eyes and thought for a while, "Time It should be enough, cut it!"
Cong Rong didn't notice that he was not asking for his opinion, but was attracted by his previous sentence, "When is enough time?"
Wen Shaoqing shook the contract in his hand, and happily replied: "This is the time."
Just as Cong Rong was about to turn his back on him, someone knocked on the door, and then Tan Size poked his head in, "I heard that Lawyer Cong brought his boyfriend to work, so I'll come and watch."
Cong Rong was being irritable, "Go away!"
"Don't you want to see people?" Tan Size provoked fearlessly, and then set his eyes on Wen Shaoqing's face, "It's not very handsome, why are you afraid of people looking at it?"
Cong Rong glanced at Wen Shaoqing very quickly, fearing that Tan Size would say something more, he explained: "It's not a boyfriend, don't talk nonsense."
"It's not a boyfriend, and it's not an ordinary relationship. Otherwise, why would you spare the whole morning to wait for him." Who knew that Tan Size didn't recognize his life at all, and looked at Wen Shaoqing with a smile, "You think so, brother?"
Wen Shaoqing smiled and said nothing, which made Cong Rong feel even more embarrassed.
Tan Size suddenly pulled Wen Shaoqing's sleeve and raised his voice, "What's wrong with your hand? Did Lawyer Cong domestically abuse you?"
After speaking, he glanced at Cong Rong with a complicated expression, and continued to chatter to Wen Shaoqing: "Brother, don't be afraid. If she domestically abuses you, tell me that she is a lawyer, and I am also a lawyer. If a lawyer knows the law and breaks the law, the crime will be aggravated." , I will help you fight for a considerable amount of treatment fees and mental damage fees!"
Cong Rong didn't bother to listen to his nonsense, so she took Wen Shaoqing's arm and walked out, "Senior Brother Tan, go get busy, I have something to go out for."
Tan Size immediately changed into a smiling expression, and waved goodbye generously, "Go, go, have a good date!"
Cong Rong ignored his nonsense, and didn't let go until he pulled Wen Shaoqing to stand at the elevator entrance and waited for the elevator, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.
The elevator door opened, and Shangguan Yi walked out, looked at Cong Rong, then at Wen Shaoqing, and asked, "Boyfriend?"
Cong Rong raised his heart again, "No, it's the person involved."
"Really? Didn't you turn down a lot of commissions recently because of a medical dispute case and start accepting them again?" Shangguan Yi muttered and looked at Wen Shaoqing, "Dude, what happened?"
Wen Shaoqing pointed to herself, "I am the 'medical dispute'."
Shangguan Yi stared at Wen Shaoqing carefully for a few seconds, "Do you know that Cong Rong never takes medical dispute cases? This is her first time, you cherish it."
Cong Rong watched him talk more and more out of order, and raised his voice behind him and called out: "Xiong Jingjing, your brother Shangguan is here!"
Sure enough, Shangguan Yi froze and ran away without looking back.
Cong Rong dragged Wen Shaoqing into the elevator before he discovered the fraud. She let out a long breath when the elevator door closed, but when she looked up, she saw Wen Shaoqing looking at her leisurely, with a meaningful smile on the corner of her mouth. laugh.
She felt guilty, "What are you doing?"
Wen Shaoqing took half a step and leaned over, "Why does Lawyer Cong never accept medical disputes?"
Cong Rong glanced at him and then fixed his eyes on the numbers on the elevator screen, "Every lawyer has his or her own strengths and weaknesses. For example, the man just now was good at filing divorce lawsuits. Isn’t it difficult for you to let him take criminal cases? Medical disputes are not my strong point, so I won’t take them.”
"It doesn't sound like a problem, but..." Wen Shaoqing deliberately paused to see Cong Rong's reaction.
I have seen many times of luring the enemy into this kind of routine, so I will not be easily fooled. I continued to look at the numbers on the elevator screen pretending to be calm, but my heart became nervous.
Wen Shaoqing spoke quickly, with an uncontrollable smile in his voice, "But, did Lawyer Cong forget to press the floor?"
It was only then that Cong Rong realized that the number he had been staring at hadn't changed at all. He couldn't help but wailed in his heart, bit the bullet and coughed lightly, reaching out to press the floor of the underground parking lot.
During the descent of the elevator, Cong Rong kept his face expressionless, but from the corner of his eye, he saw the meaningful smile on the corner of Wen Shaoqing's mouth.
After getting into the car, Cong Rong asked while fastening his seat belt, "Where are you going?"
"South of the city."
"South of the city?"
"Well... If you fight, you will go home and be scolded."
"Your family lives in the south of the city?"
"It's where my grandparents live. If my grandma is here, my father won't do anything to me."
Cong Rong hesitated for a moment, but still asked: "Is your father... also a doctor?"
Wen Shaoqing nodded, "Yes, just take me to the subway station."
Cong Rong thought about Wen Shaoqing's identity. He came from a medical family and was also a military member. He had a cousin like Xiao Ziyuan. I can't say it.
Cong Rong sent Wen Shaoqing to the subway station and went to the barbershop she frequented. Zhou Chengcheng had already arrived when she entered. She was trimming her hair, and when she saw her, she greeted her in the mirror, and then explained to the barber behind her worriedly: "Just trim the end of your hair, just a little bit, just a little bit..."
Then he pointed at Cong Rong, "Did you see her? She's a lawyer. If you cut too much for me, I'll ask a lawyer to sue you."
Both Cong Rong and the barber had black lines on their faces.
It took a long time for the barber to cut her soft long hair, and said with a smile: "Miss Zhou's hair is black and straight, even if I ask me to cut it, I can't do it."
Cong Rong also touched her hair enviously, "It's as slippery as silk, it's really enviable!"
Zhou Chengcheng winked at her triumphantly, "Born with beauty, I can't envy you."
Cong Rong smiled and went to wash his hair.
After washing my hair and sitting in front of the mirror, the barber asked, "How do you want to cut it?"
Cong Rongbi drew a bit, "Cut it short, go here."
The barber didn't respond yet, and Zhou Chengcheng was already unhappy, "Why do you want to cut it short again? It's hard to keep it long! Besides, how difficult is short hair to manage?"
Cong Rong was reluctant, "My hair quality is not good in the first place, and it's even worse when I grow long hair."
Girls have always valued their hair. It is rare for a hairdresser to see such a decisive girl who would cut it short as soon as she opened her mouth. After looking at it, she replied, "Miss Cong's face shape and temperament are indeed more suitable for short hair, and collarbone hair is also popular this year."
Zhou Chengcheng complained, "I think she looks good with long hair."
The barber was taken aback for a moment, then smiled embarrassingly, "Miss Cong is beautiful, she looks good no matter what."
"Don't make trouble." Cong Rong glanced at Zhou Chengcheng, then looked down at the magazine.
The barber held the comb in one hand and the scissors in the other, "Did you really cut it? It's too late to regret it after the scissors?"
Cong Rong didn't raise his head, and hummed indifferently.
Cong Rong looked at the magazine, and suddenly his heart moved, so he took out his mobile phone and started searching for information about Wen's family, but there was very little information, and it basically didn't match Wen Shaoqing's situation. She searched for Xiao Ziyuan again, and there was a lot of information about the Xiao family, and there were gossips that mentioned that the mistress of the Xiao family had a younger sister, but the younger sister's husband's family did not mention it.
Zhou Chengcheng leaned over after blowing his hair, "What are you looking at?"
Cong Rong suddenly remembered that the Zhou family also had some local connections, so he asked, "Have you heard of the Wen family in the south of the city?"
Zhou Chengcheng thought for a while, then shook his head, "I don't care about those things at home, and I don't know much, why don't I ask my family?"
Cong Rong nodded and looked at her expectantly.
Zhou Chengcheng went out to call home, and when she came back, Cong Rong had finished cutting, and the two went to a nearby coffee shop to chat.
As soon as Zhou Chengcheng sat down, he said: "The Wen family is a medical family with a lot of heritage. The family is full of doctors, and they are military members, and their military ranks are not low. Now the Wen family is in charge of the eldest house, and his wife and the mistress of the Xiao family are sisters. , The Xiao family, you know? But the Wen family passed on medical skills to the family, and the family education was very strict, and they were very low-key. So far, not even a single photo has been released, but this does not hinder his strong background and the intricate relationship behind him. My brother said that there is only such a Wen family in the south of the city. If you are asking about this Wen family, this is the basic situation. My brother also said that the Wen family has always had a good reputation and the children they teach are very humble and polite. The case you are in contact with is related, I suggest you verify it again."
Cong Rong froze for a moment, then shook his head, "It has nothing to do with work, I inquired about it myself."
Zhou Chengcheng asked casually: "Why do you suddenly want to ask about this?"
Cong Rong hesitated, "Do you remember my neighbor?"
Zhou Chengcheng recalled, "The doctor?"
"Hmm." Cong Rong took a sip of his coffee and said in a low voice with a calm expression, "His surname also happens to be Wen, and a cousin also happens to be surnamed Xiao."
Zhou Chengcheng opened his mouth wide in shock, and it took him a long time to close it, patting his chest with lingering fear, "It's okay, I didn't do anything out of the ordinary last time."
Cong Rong laughed, but stopped talking after laughing.
Wen Shaoqing has the protection of his family. Maybe he doesn't need his own help. From yesterday to today, it's probably all her wishful thinking and unnecessary actions.