When he and his buddies had started working here, the director had specifically warned them: Lawyer Tang was a bit... off. Just keep an eye out.
The middle-aged man looked at Tang Fangjing, evidently surprised by how young the other party was, and hesitated before saying, "Are you Lawyer Tang Fangjing?"
"Of course, genuine and guaranteed. If you really don't believe me, I've got my ID right here."
As he spoke, Old Tang began to dig for his credentials from his chest pocket, took them out, and opened them for the other man to see: "See that?"
The urgency on the middle-aged man's face almost seemed sealed away by the sight of the ID, which boldly stated: "Mental Health Certificate."
The middle-aged man and the security guard both stepped back simultaneously while Old Tang also saw the cover and cursed at his mistake; he had been pulling out this ID so often lately that it had become a reflex...
The lawyer's license was in his trouser pocket!