Municipal Court, Civil Division.
"Court Guard, let the prospective jurors in!"
At Judge Jiang's gesture, the Court Guard opened the jury box to allow the prospective jurors to enter.
The Civil Division only needed 6 jurors, and this time there were 20 candidates, more than enough to choose from.
"Which side will start?"
Judge Jiang feigned authority and asked with a stern face.
At the plaintiff's table, Sun Kongwen was the first to rise.
"Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, please imagine that if you were an entrepreneur with a family-owned factory, and all your employees were diligent and hardworking, laboring earnestly every day, wouldn't that be wonderful?"
Many on the jury nodded in agreement.
That would indeed be wonderful, but only if we had a factory and were entrepreneurs ourselves.
"Here comes the 'but'."
At the defendant's table, Zhang Wei chuckled.
As expected, right after he murmured that, Sun Kongwen promptly raised a finger, "But..."
