In his words, since he's free anyway, he might as well spend his time either squabbling with other lawyers at the firm or picking fights with the courthouse staff - spreading the joy equally.
The clerks at the case registration window get a headache whenever they see Old Tang, knowing all too well what he's there for.
Out of all the big law firms in Jingzhou, only Lawyer Tang is willing to do this sort of thing.
The other heads of those big firms couldn't care less; they'd just let things drag on. What's the hurry after all? If a client asks, they'd say it's the court's fault for stalling the case. Go make a scene at the court if you dare.
But this time, there's a way to handle it!
So, no sooner had Old Tang finished submitting his documents than a balding man, his hairline receding to a near Mediterranean shape, blocked his path.
"Old... Old Zhou? It's been a while. What brings you here right before the New Year?"
