Chapter 1 (1/2)

Yang Yi drives the car into the gate of the intermediate court.

On the court day, there were always groups of people in twos and threes at the door of the court. Some people came to wait for the verdict of their families, some came to appeal, and some people drew banners to protest. Yang's opinions are more than a little numb. She stopped the car, picked up her briefcase and hurried to the court. Suddenly, she heard a cry. According to the reputation, an old woman with gray hair was sitting on the stairs with her portrait in her arms. Although she was not crying bitterly, the restrained sob was even more desolate.

She raised her wrist and looked at her watch. She had thirty minutes left the court. She took out a handkerchief from her bag, squatted down and handed it to the old woman. The old woman looked at her with a dim tear eye and cried more bitterly.

Yang Yi used the shortest time to find out why the old woman was crying here.

A year ago, when the old man's house was demolished, the real estate agent bullied the old woman, leaving her husband paralyzed in bed. The compensation was harsh and unfair. The old woman refused to move and became a famous local nail farmer. Just half a month ago, the real estate agent ordered the demolition company to forcibly demolish the ancestral house. The old woman bought vegetables from the vegetable market. She cried at the ruins and pulled her husband out of the broken tiles of the house. However, the old man was seriously injured and died on the way to hospital.

The old woman was widowed and widowed, and no one came forward for her. Now, not only did the money for the demolition go missing, but also the old man's accidental death was not in charge of her.

Although this kind of incident has been common, Yang Yi is still angry, ”these animals!”

The old woman grabbed Yang Yi's hand: ”girl, help me. I'm an old woman. I'm helpless. What should I do in the future...”

Yang Yi thought for a few minutes and firmly held her mother-in-law's hand: ”mother-in-law, you can rest assured that I will help you to get justice.”

Knowing that Yang Yi would not make money at all and even offend Zhengze group, an economic tycoon, her partner Zhong Wenjing turned black with anger and followed her all the way into the office.

”Miss, do you know that if you offend Zhengze group, our small law firm may close down?”

Yang Yi sat down on the office chair and said, ”No. Don't be afraid that his backstage is hard. My backstage is also very strong. ”