"Even if you want me to appeal for you, I'm afraid I won't be able to help you." He Mingqian handed Zhao Gui a cigarette, "You said it yourself, Xu Baohan is biased towards the murderer of your son. Xu Baohan just has to liaise with the relevant parties during the second trial, and you won't be able to help your son. You don't understand how complicated this industry is."
Zhao Gui was shocked, he took the cigarette and started cursing, "Son of a b*tch, I knew that Xu is bullying poor people like us. What do you think we should do then? If it really doesn't work out, my wife and I will carry my son's photo and go to the entrance of the courtyard to cause a ruckus."
