Chapter 5

"What? The rent expired?" Locke swallowed the last fork with difficulty, and asked vaguely, "I said why I didn't feel impressed when I saw you this morning. You don't often go to school, right?"

    Yan Suizhi nodded: "It's really not often."

    Metz University has a hall of fame. As a top old school, there are naturally a lot of alumni. If their names can be listed in the hall of fame and written in the school history, it is a great honor in itself.

    Yan Suizhi's photos were carried into the Hall of Fame of the Law School several years ago, and surrounded by a group of middle-aged and elderly friends, his painting style is unique and unique. There is no doubt that he is the youngest person in the entire Hall of Fame...

    He was also the first to die.

    Now that photo has probably been carried into the "Dead Hall of Fame" for mourning.

    I can't think about it, because he has a stomachache.

    In short, as a member of the Hall of Fame, his life is rich and extremely busy. Although he holds the title of "dean" and sits in a large office that he arranges as he pleases, he actually doesn't spend much time in the University of Metz.

    Generally, only if the school or college has important matters, he will spend a few days in school to deal with various things, and by the way, he will spare some time to run away students.

    Run a certain student with anger.

    When he is not at school, he is not all in Nanlu's law firm, even less in his own house.

    There was a joke about this matter--

    When Decama's comprehensive reforms six years ago, everyone's identity files required a second registration and confirmation. Of course, this kind of file does not need to be filled in the database word by word like in ancient times. It is basically automatically generated based on automatic analysis such as the use of asset cards. You only need to check and sign the word at a glance.

    There is an item in the file called the place of usual residence. The system will automatically filter it out based on the length and frequency of your stay in a certain area.

    When Yan Suizhi went to the Archives Office to confirm, the column of "Frequent Residence" was sifted up and down, and finally five words popped out——

    Long-distance shuttle machine.

    The little girl in charge of the archives laughed so much that she fell off her chair.

    No matter how elegant the expression is, it can't cover the green face of Professor Yan, the "trapeze".

    However, no matter how green it is, it is not at this moment.

    Yan Suizhi took off his ear buttons and squeezed it in his hand, then silently glanced at the message from the apartment.

    The lease expires tomorrow, which means that he must move today. Of course, he will not need to move at all after he has put all his pockets in his coat. The point is to find a new place to stay...

    The total is 5022 West. Where can I live if I cut out the food and transportation expenses?

    "Didn't find a good new place?" Anna asked guessingly.

    She sits opposite, the processed holographic screen is single-sided and curved, and others cannot see the content. Of course, she didn't have a habit of spying on other people's information, just watching Yan Suizhi haven't had lunch again, she was concerned.

    "Huh?" Yan Suizhi raised his head and said dryly: "I'm looking for it."

    "Just go back to school?" Locke suggested, "Our dormitory is close to the Southern Cross, and there are subsidies for the internship season."

    The subsidy is a special product of the law school. Every year during the internship season, the law school will specially allocate some money to the students who honestly participate in the internship. The good name is "Intern Scholarship", the nickname subsidy, the nickname is relatively long, called ——Knowing that you can't get the money for internships, you are so poor that you can send some money to save your lives.

    In fact, it's not too much. It's 30 West every day and it's sent monthly. After covering the transportation fee, there is still a little left.

    "Mosquito meat is also meat." Locke praised the subsidy.

    Yan Suizhi said: Thanks for reminding me, I can't eat mosquito meat.

    He is a fake and inferior student who is good at pretending to be at the law firm. Isn't he waiting to show his feet when he goes to school? He is very afraid that he will get used to the road and go directly to the dean's office.

    Besides, does the school have an explosion file?

    No.

    In the afternoon, the huge office is still exclusive to Yan Sui.

    Gu Yan obviously doesn't have the habit of going out and telling people where he is going, so Yan Suizhi doesn't know what he's doing now. If he doesn't go back to the office today, he won't be surprised if he doesn't. Such days.

    The folded dossier is only a few thin pieces, and it doesn't look so obtrusive. Yan Suizhi was not in a hurry to sort out, but first searched for "bombings" in these files.

    Guangbra made two dings, and documents related to the explosion were screened out.

    One by one, he stacked himself in front of Yan Suizhi's eyes.

    Convenience is very convenient... but is this a fucking too much? !

    And obviously more than one case, even more than fifty.

    Yan Suizhi hugged his arms and leaned back in his chair, almost laughing angrily--Did the Southern Cross Law Office not do anything else in the past five years, and pick up all kinds of bombings? ?

    "Ruan?" When Yan Suizhi was having a headache, Locke knocked on the door again, and looked inside, looking like a thief.

    "You might as well put on a socks on your face." Professor Yanda started to smile and hurt people when he was in a bad mood.

    The injured one laughed twice and entered the door, "You are really interesting."

    Yan Suizhi: ...not as interesting as you.

    "Lawyer Gu hasn't come back yet?" Locke entered the room lightly. He didn't know why the two girls wanted to be transferred into this office. Anyway, he was scared when he saw lawyer Gu's frozen face like a static picture.

    "Dare you come in when he comes back?" Yan Sui hit the nail on the head.

    "Don't dare. He doesn't look closer than my teacher." Locke curled his lips.

    His teacher is Hobbes, silver-haired eagle-eyed, thin and serious, and an elite old lawyer. But in terms of shaking his face, he looks like Gu Yan's father.

    "How's your file organized? I did something stupid." Locke said.

    "what?"

    "I shook my hand and dragged the watch into the permanent shattering column."

    "Which watch?" Yan Suizhi did not react.

    "Ah? Haven't you read it yet?" Locke gestured a square with his finger. "It's just a table that lists the order in which the files should be sorted, which file first, then which file."

    "Oh, that list?" Yan Suizhi said, sitting upright and rummaging for him with his fingers, "I haven't read it yet. It's okay if you smash it, let the lawyer send you another copy."

    Locke gave a dry smile: "My teacher? No, no, I'm afraid."

    "..."

    "And he went out." Locke added, in order to show that he wasn't that persuaded, "He doesn't seem to like me very much. He said to see the client, but he didn't bring me."

    Yan Suizhi comforted, "It's nothing, he will tell you the reason for going out anyway."

    Before I left, he didn't even look at me.

    "Moreover, the interns are usually not taken out on the first day." Professor Yan said lightly, "For interns, there is suddenly an extra person who is looking for things all day long, and for the barrister, there is suddenly an extra person who specializes in making trouble. Both sides need to calm down."

    Locke: "..." It makes sense.

    "Found it." Yan Suizhi searched out the list with the names of materials such as "the cover of the case file, the directory of the case file, and the commission contract" in order.

    "That's right."

    "Okay, you can go back, I'll pass a copy directly to your brain." Yan Suizhi said.

    Locke was so thankful that Yan Suizhi almost suspected that instead of passing him a document, he transferred him a million dollars.

    Although each lawyer's office is independent of each other, the Southern Cross Law Firm also has a special internal personnel communication system because of the common personnel and affairs officer. Yan Suizhi found Locke in the list and passed the list.

    He was about to put away the interface, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Gu Yan's name in the list, and the status next to it was Connectable.

    Professor Yan University watched for two seconds and suddenly had an idea.

    He raised his eyebrows, poked Gu Yan's interface, and sent a sentence--

    -Attorney Gu, can people stay in the office at night?

    I haven't suffered from lack of money in my eight lifetimes. Professor Yanda planned it this way. Since the rent expires and a new (cheap) suitable (tasteful) residence has not been found, it is better to make do with the office these two days.

    Anyway, he used to spend the night in the office when he was busy.

    However, the words did not move for a long time.

    Yan Suizhi stared at the screen to soothe his temper, and patiently sent it over again——

    -Attorney Gu?

    After a minute, the message prompt finally rang.

    Yan Suizhi raised his eyelids and took a look. Gu Yan didn't say a word, and sent a casual screenshot.

    What is this?

    Yan Suizhi took a look and found that the picture was cut from the intern handbook, and inside it was a sentence in the handbook: "Calling etiquette, the intern should call the counseling lawyer a "teacher".

    Just such a sentence came with a half-cut, showing how perfunctory the other party was, it probably just sent it over with a simple pull.

    Professor Yanda smiled and looked at the dialogue screen, and said to his heart: Teacher? ? ? ?

    This classmate, you are probably daring.

    He really couldn't open his mouth in such a mess.

    But he succeeded.

    Yan Suizhi snorted from his nose, poked the holographic screen and gave the cowardly Gu Yan the third sentence.

    -All right, Teacher Gu, I will stay in the office at night.

    After a while this time, Gu Yan returned two words like a golden word.

    -Reason

    "In order to avoid sleeping on the street", how could his students know that such a ridiculous thing would be known to his students. Although this student didn't look like a student he should be, Yan Suizhi thought about it and felt that he still had to save his face. So he made a ghost:

    -Working overtime, organizing files

    Gu Yan didn't reply for a long time, and he was probably shocked by his fighting spirit.

    Another minute later, Gu Yan's reply came.

    -Go back to your residence to add it.

    I...

    Professor Yan University leaned back in his chair with anger.

    Fuck you. I want a place to live. I need to fucking work overtime? ?

    He felt that the biggest mistake in his life was to teach Gu Yan such an unlucky thing. How many years have passed since he graduated, he can accurately add obstacles to him.

    Fortunately, this dullness didn't last long. In the evening, the dialogue interface that was slapped by one of Yan Sui suddenly exploded.

    Inside is a sentence from Gu Yanxin:

    -At 6 o'clock, come to Port Newther.

    -What to do

    Yan Suizhi replied lazily.

    -Business trip

    -?