Wednesday, evening.
In a room of the Lin Mansion.
Zhang Wei never expected that one day he would be caught off guard with a preemptive strike.
He had planned to negotiate a settlement with the company on behalf of his client.
But his opponent had made the first move.
Now, he was put on the defensive.
However, he had also guessed that Zhu Pitte wouldn't settle easily, so being sued was within expectations.
If there was any surprise, it was that the attorney representing them was Sun Kongwen.
The chief disciple of Fierce Tiger Hall's Master Tang wasn't thinking about saving his own boss but chose to battle it out in court with him instead.
Clearly, it was for revenge.
But this was not an easy vengeance to exact.
With this thought, Zhang Wei climbed the stairs to the second floor and gently knocked on the door.
Knock, knock, knock...
"What is it, what is it?"