"This incident about workers' rights is not an economic dispute, it's a business game. I received money from Wufu Aquatic to use the excuse that Zhenzhi Aquatic owed the workers wages, to instigate a strike and march, to sabotage their listing plans and suppress their influence. Then go and sell Wufu's aquatic products," Liu Xiaosheng's hand trembled slightly as he held his glass of water, "I'm sorry to everyone, I'm sorry to the union for trusting me. Even more so, I'm sorry to the organization ..."
Ning Zijin frowned slightly, wanting to comfort him, but not knowing what to say.
"I don't have a way back. My wife is paralyzed in bed, and my son has a congenital heart condition that requires a heart replacement. Half a million! I don't have the money ..." Liu Xiaosheng thrust his hands deep into his hair, buried his head in his knees, and said in pain.
"I've been suffering from condemnation, I didn't know what to do. Then they said I did a bad job and refused to give me the rest of the 100,000 yuan. My son is in the hospital today. A sudden loud bang exploded in his ear, my son ..."
Liu Xiaosheng hugged his head and cried, "They want to intimidate me, but my son couldn't withstand it. This gang of profit-oriented villains! They said, let me hold another parade, injure you, and stop you from appearing in court, and I'll get the rest of the money. But what's the use? The child is all gone ..."
Ning Zijin hurriedly handed him a few tissues, "Mr Liu, I'm sorry for your loss. What's in the past is in the past."
After Liu Xiaosheng's mood stabilized, Ning Zijin tried, "Then does Mr Liu have any intention of going to testify in court?"
Liu Xiaosheng waved his hand, "I still have my wife. I can't disregard her well-being. Without me, I couldn't imagine how she could continue her life. I can't go. Miss Ning, I'm sorry. I only came to tell the truth once, and this case has had nothing to do with me, since then. I won't help them anymore, and I won't help you either."
After Liu Xiaosheng left, Ning Zijin hesitated for a long time, but did not say anything after seeing Qu Zhiran get home.
"Due to the fact that this case involves the vital interests of the majority of citizens, and the close attention of all sectors of the community, it was decided by the deliberation of the college and the president that this case will be webcast live, and the trial will be held in public. Ensure that the trial is open and transparent." After the judge struck the hammer, Ning Zijin's thoughts retracted. She was torn.
In a trance, a few months ago, it was also this place, and the one who confronted her was still the one that owed Qu Zhiran a beating.
And now, Qu Zhiran was not there, and she was alone. Facing this trial was very uncertain for her.
Deep down inside, she was still conflicted. Even if Qu Zhiran thinks that there should be no leeway, that all the evidence should be laid out, even if this is a case of workers losing their rights, their wages will be paid as they are.
And if they won the case, this company would pay out a huge amount of damages and mental allowances and a series of other expenses, and for them, with a tight financial chain, the IPO would be in vain.
When it came time for the presentation, Ning Zijin was still somewhat conflicted. In a trance, she looked at the jury, only to find that sitting in the last row was none other than Qu Zhiran.
The man nodded at her. His gaze was sharp and firm, no words but better than a thousand words.
The stone hanging in Ning Zijin's heart somehow suddenly fell to the ground. She stood up and made her statement in a calm and collected manner.
"Honorable President, Trial Judge, colleague, Judge, Members of the Jury ..."
"We believe that there is bias in the plaintiff's argument. Plaintiff's counsel claims that we have not paid Plaintiff anything for her labor and have exploited and oppressed her wantonly. This argument is overly alarmist. My client entered into a loan agreement with the employee, which was seized with the consent of the plaintiff. There are agreements and videos to prove it."
"Our client, after stopping the delivery of labor income, carried out a meal allowance, depending on the ratio. No one has a living allowance ranging from 500 to 2,000 yuan, used to maintain the plaintiff's normal living expenses because of the act. The company's financial office will also have all the wages accounted for clearly. Here are the records of the issuance of zero living allowances, and the canteen's income and expenditure for the entry ..."
After the court hearing ended, Ning Zijin inadvertently saw Li Yiru's distorted face. Ning Zijin was a bit baffled. Why did she hate herself so deeply?
"Sister Ning! We won!" When she appeared in court, Xiao Zhou was a bit excited, "Oh my god, this kind of lawsuit that seemed to have no chance of winning, we actually won?"
Ding Youhua was also visibly relieved, his expression changing from gloomy and preoccupied at the very beginning to one full of smiles.
"Lawyer Ning, I'm really grateful to you." In the court's janitorial room, he smiled and extended his hand. Shaking her solemnly, "We will always remember your kindness to us. There's hope for the company!"
Ning Zijin glanced at the Rolls-Royce parked on the side of the road in the distance and smiled politely at Ding Youhua.
"Mr Ding, you're welcome. This is what I should do. I wish your company a prosperous IPO, but Mr Ding still shouldn't forget that corporate social responsibility."
"That's natural." Ding Youhua was somewhat solemn, "I emigrated from a disaster area, how good the country has been to me, how good this society has been to me, I can feel it more than anyone else. I will never do anything to apologize to you."
After bidding farewell to Ding Youhua, Qu Zhiran picked her and Xiao Zhou up and put them in the car.
"Mr Qu." Ding Youhua walked up somewhat respectfully, "Thanks to Mr Qu and Miss Ning's help, tonight I've set up a ball in Kingston to celebrate the win, and our upcoming IPO. Please also ask Mr Qu to bring along all of his colleagues. You all must be honored."
"Certainly." Qu Zhiran nodded with a smile, "Mr Ding, see you tonight."
The car drove out at a fast speed, and after sending Xiao Zhou home, Qu Zhiran drove the car back home.
"It's better to sit comfortably at home ..." the man lazily collapsed onto the sofa, "Barrister Ning, to celebrate your victory, please make me a black pepper steak."
Ning Zijin didn't have the heart to reply, "Don't you have any hands yourself?"
"I won't." Qu Zhiran's face didn't change.
"You really are enough." Ning Zijin couldn't bear it anymore and slapped the briefcase on his stomach, listening to the man cough before heading towards the kitchen.
"Don't you dare poison yourself." Qu Zhiran looked at the woman's thin and slender back, the corners of his mouth unconsciously hooking up, a pair of peach blossom eyes slanting upwards, and a moment of astonishment as she turned back around.
Ning Zijin's face burned a little, and she hurriedly walked back to the kitchen, secretly muttering, "Poison you."
At night, at the celebration banquet. Everyone was well-dressed and wandered around the dance floor in high spirits.
A female colleague boldly asked Qu Zhiran to dance and was not refused.
His long and shapely body, paired with a demonic face, caused a burst of screams from the female colleagues at the firm.
Ning Zijin declined Ding Youhua's invitation and sat down to eat fruit salad, looking at Qu Zhiran and his dance partner, who were surrounded by the crowd, and their eyes.
Only this philandering carrot can be like this. After all, he's a flamboyant, noble person.