In a law firm, efficiency is the most basic survival rule.
"This is the case you will be responsible for next, and there are legal advisors for seven clients. You need to meet with them within a week and sign a consulting contract."
Just after lunch time, Rachel Zane in business attire came to Martin's office.
After putting a pile of folders on the left side of the desk, Rachel was on the opposite chair, folded her arms and crossed her legs, looking at Martin with a slightly aggressive look.
"Martin Scott? Congratulations on winning the first trial of your career. The transcript of the trial has been printed out and sent to all lawyers as a typical case..."
Martin picked up the top document and looked at it. Said: "Thank you, take what you want to drink."
Rachel sat still: "I read the summary of the case, you never considered settlement out of court from the beginning, why?"
Martin didn't lift his head: "Settlement I can't guarantee the interests of my client."
"What if the trial is lost?" Rachel asked reluctantly.
"If I can still lose this case, my Harvard Juris Doctor certificate can be torn off." The
low and magnetic bases implied strong confidence.
Rachel's charming eyes trembled slightly, and she was silent for a while before continuing to speak.
"Jessica said you want me to be your secretary? Can you give me a reason why I can't say no? Otherwise I can't convince myself to move from the separate office to the office cubicle outside."
Martin looked up at Rachel. Then he lowered his head and looked at the document and explained: "For me, you are the best one here, I need you to help me get familiar with everything here as soon as possible; Isn't being fat a good thing?"
Hearing this, Rachel was stunned.
As the clerk with the best working ability and the best figure in the firm, almost all lawyers like to ask her for help. Because of her position, she can only accept it passively, and she is overwhelmed by the accumulation of legal documents every day.
What's more jerk is that these lawyers still tease and tease her in the name of work from time to time, and they can always keep above the standard of sexual harassment and will not cross the line at all, which makes her want to report for no reason.
It's not realistic to change jobs; after all, with a beautiful face and a bulging body, you may encounter these when you go to work anywhere.
At least this gang of lawyers still knows the proportions, and won't ruin their bright career just for a moment of sperm.
Martin's reasoning can be said to have directly hit Rachel's weakness.
Rachel couldn't help but take a closer look at the lawyer, who was two years younger than her behind the desk.
The neat oily hair was meticulously combed, and the clean and handsome face still had a hint of immaturity just out of school. The tailored shirt faintly highlighted the strong and slender figure...
For a time, Rachel suddenly wanted to harass him. Impulsive...
"I need three days to sort out the work at hand, okay?"
Rachel said after making up her mind secretly.
Martin first glanced up in surprise, then smiled and said, "You are the secretary. From now on, even my time will be managed by you, not to mention your own."
"Then can I get off work earlier when you are working overtime? ?"
Rachel was a little distracted by Martin's smile, and hurriedly used one-liners to cover up her thoughts.
Martin shook his head sternly: "If it's too late, I'll reimburse you for the taxi fare."
"Deal!"
Rachel agreed immediately, stood up and glared at the documents on the table, motioning for Martin to read it as soon as possible; then turned around and stepped out of the office in ten-centimeter high heels.
When the arc-shaped buttocks finally disappeared at the door of the office, Martin finally withdrew his somewhat addicted eyes, and couldn't help letting out a disappointed exhale.
As expected of the Duchess, this figure is enchanting!
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At half past nine in the evening, Martin finally finished watching Rachel and gave it to himself. A summary of all dossiers.
In the three legal aid cases, there is no money to get them, and if they win the case, they can get 5% of the compensation amount.
Two paid cases, one civil and one criminal. In the criminal case, Martin's client was the defendant and was suspected of second-degree murder. This should be the most difficult one.
The seven clients who needed legal counsel were basically all transferred from other lawyers; five were middle-class people with high careers and their families, and the other two were owners of small restaurants and small supermarkets.
Different from general occupations, lawyers like those complicated clients and cases the most. The more complicated it is, the more time it takes, and the more consulting and agency fees the lawyer can earn.
And these clients belong to the type who keep their own selves and rarely cause trouble. Basically, it is possible to encounter a troublesome matter that requires a lawyer in three to five years. They can only earn tens of thousands of dollars in agency fees and consulting fees for the firm every year. Guess it's not even enough to plug the gap between the teeth.
Martin didn't care, after all, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat, and if you want to find new customers, these old customers are the best breakthrough, and it is still necessary to maintain a good relationship.
After sorting out the customer information, I went home directly from getting off work.
Opening the door to the apartment, Martin found that Howard was also there. Now the four male protagonists of "The Big Bang Theory" are the only Indian-born brother Rajesh, who has not appeared.
Just as they were about to say hello, they saw Sheldon writing and drawing on the blackboard. Leonard and Howard bowing their heads in the corner of the dining table to discuss something.
I have been with these people for more than two years, and it is best not to disturb them in this situation, so as not to affect their fragile research ideas.
Back in the room, Martin took off his suits one by one.
To be honest, the British style suit is close-fitting and handsome, but in exchange, it is full of restraint, and even breathing is a little restrained. After taking off his clothes, Martin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Then it's time to take a shower.
Martin was naked, and walked to the bathroom wearing only CK underwear, only to find that the curtain of the bathtub was pulled, and there was the sound of water flowing from it.
"Rajesh, why did you come to our apartment to take a shower..."
Martin opened the curtain curiously and glanced, but was startled by the sight in front of him.
The person taking a bath in the bathtub is actually Penny, who just moved in today!
Penny also found Martin, subconsciously covering her vital parts and screaming.
"Ah~~~~~~~~~"
Hearing the movement in the bathroom, the three Frankensteins who were still in the living room hurriedly put down what they were doing and rushed in, only to see Martin in his underwear, and the bathtub that was flying randomly. curtain.
"Hey! Calm down! Calm down!"
Seeing Leonard and Howard's cannibalistic expressions, Martin hurriedly gestured to a few roommates to keep their distance.
"Trust me, it was purely an accident! I saw Howard coming, but I didn't see Rajesh, and thought it was him in the bathtub!"
"Rajesh?"
Howard and Leonard thought about it; the reason was true. It makes sense, and then let go of the fist that has no power at all.
As for Sheldon, just pretend he's here to join in the fun.
Seeing that the situation was under control, Martin breathed a sigh of relief, and pointed to the redrawn shower curtain with his thumb: "Why did Penny run to our apartment to take a shower?"
"How do you know her name is Penny?
" Howard, who was unable to resist, immediately grasped the point.
"I met before going to court today..."
Martin explained innocently, and winked at Leonard and Sheldon, asking them to help testify.
Howard looked frustrated when he heard it: "He actually saw you first? Oh no! I have no chance..."
Leonard peeked at the gap in the shower curtain and said, "The bathroom in Penny's apartment hasn't been cleaned up yet. Done..."
"Isn't done yet?" Martin frowned and asked again, "Sleep? With you or with me? Sheldon certainly won't share his bed with anyone..."
Not yet. Waiting for Leonard to answer, I saw Penny sticking out her head from behind the shower curtain, with a little baby fat blushing. I don't know if it was because of the hot water or naked, Martin saw it through.
"Gentlemen, I'm still taking a shower! Can you go to the living room to discuss who I'm going to bed with tonight?" The
four men looked at me. I looked at you, and then you ran out of the bathroom scrambling for me.
"Close that damn door!"
The sky-high voice makes Martin feel that Penny has chosen the wrong profession.
What kind of actor, how good to be a singer.
Howard ran back, smiled awkwardly at Penny, and closed the door while not forgetting to show a Chinese person that no one could understand.
"Take a nice bath!"