Chapter 700: Chapter 423 Weapons, Counter-Kill, Pervert_2

Zeng Xianyong used to hold the mentality that “as long as the green hills last, there will be no shortage of firewood,” but now even the green hills are gone, what’s there left to keep?!

And he’s not afraid of dragging it out either; his dad runs a fruit store, sustaining the whole family is not a problem.

Lin Yuchang stayed silent, letting Zeng Xianyong rant on.

After a while, Zeng’s father grew restless and asked in a lowered voice, “Xianyong, what does that guy do?”

Zeng Xianyong disdainfully said, “A rich second generation who relies on his family, probably has some petty cash. By himself, he’s nothing!”

Zeng’s father felt somewhat reassured; he was most afraid of those with power and influence, against whom they wouldn’t stand a chance.

Ms. Lin also asked anxiously, “Is it him? He can’t solve the problem by getting involved now, let’s not escalate the conflict.”

Lin Yuchang squeezed her hand but didn’t speak.

After a long silence, there came a knock at the door; Lin Yuchang went to open it.

Zeng Xianyong looked over with displeasure, but instead of seeing that pretty boy, he saw three middle-aged men in suits.

Wearing glasses, with scholarly appearances, and holding briefcases in their hands.

They closely resembled the legal affairs team from their group.

Huh? Could they be lawyers?!

Zeng Xianyong frowned, Lin Yuchang actually hired a lawyer?

The oldest, at least 50 in age, had a solemn expression and was the most inscrutable.

“Lin Yuchang has really splurged, even hiring a lawyer. But so what, I haven’t broken the law!”

Zeng Xianyong felt contempt in his heart, and withdrew his gaze, continuing to sit upright on the sofa.

However, his dad was visibly anxious, as the expressions on the faces of the three men who arrived looked quite serious and not to be trifled with.

“Xianyong, who are they?”

“Dad, don’t worry about it, they can’t do anything to us.”

Zeng Xianyong wasn’t concerned; it was nothing more than the old tricks of verbal warnings, lawyer’s letters, and negotiated settlements–they couldn’t make any waves.

The leading lawyer first nodded towards Lin Yuchang: “Ms. Lin, I’m Mao Mingcheng. Rest assured, you can leave everything to us from here.”

Zeng Xianyong scoffed inwardly; these sanctimonious losers were really full of themselves.

Mao Mingcheng sat opposite Zeng Xianyong, first accepting the tea handed over by Lin’s father and taking a couple of sips, then smiling said, “This is Duyun Mao Jian from your esteemed province, right?”

Lin’s father nodded stiffly; under normal circumstances, he would have shared the origin of the tea leaves and chatted about the art of tea, but he was in no mood under the current circumstances.

Zeng Xianyong grew impatient, these pretentious people with so much pointless chatter should just get to the point!

After another sip, Mao Mingcheng set down the teacup and handed over a business card with one hand: “Hello Mr. Zeng, my name is Mao Mingcheng, Ms. Lin is my client.”

“Oh.”

Zeng Xianyong took the business card, planning to glance at it and toss it aside, but when he saw the seven words “Chenlang Law Firm,” his eyelids twitched.

Chenlang Law Firm is one of the top law firms in Southern Province and was also the partner firm of his former company, Dongao Auto Group. Disputes over car purchases were common, and those in-house legal staff, who were good for nothing, would often have to ask for Chenlang’s lawyers to assist.

Zeng Xianyong had dealt with people from this law firm a few times before, but they were always young lawyers.

He continued to read down and his brow furrowed tighter when he saw the position.

Head of the Law Firm?

Zeng Xianyong looked at Lin Yuchang and sneered: “You really went all out, even bringing in a top lawyer to go against me?”

“Mr. Zeng.”

Mao Mingcheng tapped on the tea table, interrupting him, and then handed over a letter stamped with the law firm’s seal.

“This is a legal notice issued to you on behalf of Ms. Lin.”

“The same old routine.”

Zeng Xianyong muttered to himself, what difference does a top lawyer make if it still ends with a lawyer’s letter?

Zeng’s father had never faced such a situation before, and his heart became unsettled. He leaned in close to Zeng Xianyong and whispered, “Xianyong, what’s going on, why is there a lawyer’s letter now?”

“Dad, it’s nothing.”

Zeng Xianyong still pretended to be calm; based on his past experience in the industry, a lawyer’s letter was just a wet piece of toilet paper.

Moreover, he had lawyer friends; who can’t manage to send out a lawyer’s letter?

“Mr. Zeng, based on the information and evidence we have, you have already committed extortion and blackmail against our client, with amounts up to a million.”

If a lawyer’s letter is considered a mere probe, then this statement was a full-on attack at close range.

Zeng Xianyong’s face changed several times before he said, “You lawyers should speak with precision.”

“This is a recording Ms. Lin just sent us, where you admit to extortion and blackmail in your own words.”

Mao Mingcheng took out his cell phone and started playing the recording.

As Zeng Xianyong listened, his face turned dark, and he stood up banging the table: “Lin Yuchang, so you baited me into talking and recorded it?!”

Lin Yuchang, with a slight smile: “Does what you say even need to be coaxed out?”

“Don’t think I don’t know the law, such recordings can’t serve as evidence!” Zeng Xianyong said fiercely.

“Mr. Zeng, don’t get agitated, take a look at this.”

Mao Mingcheng, composed as an anchor, took another two documents from the lawyer next to him and handed over the first one: “According to our findings, during your twelve years of employment at Dongao Auto Group, you abused your position and authority, infringing upon the personal rights and interests of multiple female employees. This is the evidence we’ve gathered in the last three days. Additionally, we have already made contact with some of the victims.”

Zeng Xianyong hastily opened the document, flipping through it in a panic, his pupils abruptly constricting: “What are you trying to do?!”

“No rush, Mr. Zeng. There’s also this.”

Compared to Zeng Xianyong, Mao Mingcheng was as stable as a heavy table. He then passed over the second document: “Your father’s fruit store, through our investigation, has been found to practice deceit, use rigged scales, and mishandle counterfeit currency. It’s been dealt with once by the Business Administration and public security before, although we have discovered that these practices still persist.”