"Lawyer Wu, how's it going?"
Lin Chuan asked again.
Wu Zheng's mouth twitched as he thought to himself, Thirty yuan's consolation fee, that's tough to earn!
But Lin Chuan was a client, so he had to bite the bullet and answer this obviously fabricated case, "Client, the case you propose is a serious infringement case, and if it involves national military secrets, then you can only hire a professional lawyer to try and lessen the sentencing."
In his mind, he commented, even lessening it would still get you shot!
"If it's an international case—that is, if a foreign weapons company sues me—it doesn't involve our military secrets, what then?" Lin Chuan, seeing that Wu Zheng seemed quite professional, continued to inquire.
Um...
Lawyer Wu Zheng furrowed his eyebrows. Could this case really go on like this?
Thus, he couldn't help but ask, "Forgive my bluntness, are you a web novel writer?"
"How did you know?" Lin Chuan chatted with him.
