What Comes Around Goes Around

That night, Cheng Yao returned home with Megatron in fear, while Qian Heng staggered to the toilet with a choking expression on his face.

Then, he spent nearly half the night in the toilet without a word. During that half of the night, Cheng Yao heard that the tap in the bathroom had not been turned off. The clattering sound seemed to be the endless tears in Qian Heng's heart...

He just rushed his hands all night.

Cheng Yao deliberately got up early the next day, and kindly paid Qian Heng's L'Occitane hand cream to Qian Heng and secretly put it in his file bag. She always feels that Qian Heng needs it more than herself...

Not only does his hands that have been washed most of the night need care and nourishment, this verbena-flavored hand cream hopes to remove the shadow of Qian Heng’s own hands that have been indirectly contaminated by feces, and make his hands at least smell Good shit...

Because of what Megatron did, Cheng Yao knew it well in the morning and didn't let it jump in the living room. She prepared a sumptuous breakfast for Qian Heng, hoping that Qian Heng would not be blamed for what happened last night.

The breakfast was obviously to Qian Heng's appetite. Although he was sullen, he ate without a bite.

After wiping his mouth, he finally glanced at Cheng Yao: "Where is my suit last night?"

"Throw it away!" Cheng Yao smiled, his face was covered with dog legs, "The boss told me to throw it. I must throw it. How can this kind of contaminated thing appear to the boss? The front of you pollutes your sight?! This is definitely not good!"

"Then you can pick it up."

Cheng Yao:? ? ?

Qian Heng wiped his hands gracefully: "I now think that what you said has some truth."

"what?"

"Society and economy are in recession, and supplies are quite scarce. As a high-income group of 5% at the top of the pyramid, I should lead by example and not waste it."

Cheng Yao's face was full of question marks: "So?"

"So, you can dry clean my clothes and save them. I think it can be used. After all, if you touch a dirty thing, it doesn't mean it becomes a dirty thing." Qian Heng coughed and said naturally. "It's like some sexual assault victims have been assaulted, but they are not the fault, and they don't become unclean because of the assault. Are you right?"

What's this all about? Don’t you just wash your clothes? Can you still get sexual assault?

"According to this logic, although my hand touched something that shouldn't be touched, it was not dirty. Once it is cleaned, it can be used again."

...

Qian Heng's remarks were not so much for Cheng Yao, as for himself.

From his look and tone, he can clearly feel the struggle and pain in his heart. It seems that last night he really thought about whether he can use his hands or not, but since I convinced myself...

Cheng Yao couldn't help teasing: "Then boss, why did you use your left hand for breakfast just now? I don't think you are left-handed. When you use your left hand to clamp an egg, I see your hands are shaking and the eggs are falling out. How many times..."

Qian Heng glanced at Cheng Yao coldly: "I couldn't think of what to eat tonight, but now I think about it."

"What to eat?"

"Dog meat hot pot I think is very good."

"..."

Cheng Yao thought, it’s all right, I shut up: "I am indeed responsible for this matter." She blinked and said sincerely, "So to express my apology, boss, I will invite you to dinner tonight. Wages just paid!"

As a result, Qian Heng didn't have any sympathy for Cheng Yao's heart. He attacked: "Is your salary really enough for me?"

Cheng Yao rubbed her hands and looked at Qian Heng expectantly: "Maybe it's not enough. I'm just a poor new legal person..."

"Then do you want me to give you more bonus?"

That's what I'm waiting for! Cheng Yao nodded vigorously.

She was devastated by Qian Heng before she could say "Okay".

He tugged at the corner of his mouth and smiled: "I think it's pretty beautiful."

"..."

"Look more at your bank card balance and you will be more awake."

——

No matter how contemptuous Qian Heng is about his salary, Cheng Yao still gritted his teeth and ordered a high-end Michelin restaurant. It is expected that the cost will indeed be worth one month's basic salary of Cheng Yao, but because of the Bai Xingmeng case, she I have always wanted to find an opportunity to thank Qian Heng.

Although Qian Heng was very indifferent to Cheng Yao's dinner, he also acquiesced to Cheng Yao's dinner tonight.

Because of getting up early, Cheng Yao was given the honor of going to Junheng with Qian Heng's Bentley today, but Qian Heng pulled over and stopped the car when he was still some distance away from Junheng.

"Go down."

"Hey? It's not there yet..."

Qian Heng's tone was full of reason: "Do you want me to send you to the underground garage?"

"Are you going to other places, boss? Don't you go directly to the place?"

"Of course I am going to the office, but it is not suitable for you to go in my car." Qian Heng said sternly, "If you get out of my car, there is some peachy scandal. , Will destroy my reputation and taste."

"..."

Qian Heng lifted his chin and pointed to the car door: "So go down. Be conscious."

"..."

In the end, Cheng Yao could only get out of the car and watched Qian Heng's Bentley's **** stretch away in front of her eyes, leaving only a string of exhaust gas.

"Cheng Yao!"

While Cheng Yao was still slandering Qian Heng in her heart, Bao Rui's voice came from behind her. When Cheng Yao turned her head, she saw Bao Rui limping and walking towards her.

Cheng Yao's heart is aroused, but don't let Bao Rui see her coming by Qian Heng's car. What if you misunderstand what, Qian Heng still wants to deal with himself?

The result was good but not bad, Bao Rui patted Chengyao on the shoulder: "How did I just see you get off Qianpar's car?"

Cheng Yao immediately prepared to explain and clarify: "I and Qian par have everything..."

"How miserable you are!" As soon as Cheng Yao said what he said, Bao Rui sighed sympathetically, "Did Qianpar let you go to his door to deliver materials early in the morning?"

"Hey?"

"Otherwise, how could it take you for a ride?"

Now Yao Xuxu asked for advice: "Then the couple put me off the car in advance, how do you explain it?"

Bao Rui glanced at Cheng Yao with an expression of "It's not easy to say", his hand turned to a freshly baked bakery not far away: "Isn't I letting you get out of the car and buy him breakfast?"

"..."

Cheng Yao wanted to let Qian Heng listen to him and see what his image was in the hearts of his colleagues. You won’t be misunderstood in the same car with him!

——

Today's Cheng Yao was not late because of a ride. She and Bao Rui went into Jun Heng chatting all the way.

However, almost as soon as he sat down, he received an internal call and was called into the office by Qian Heng.

Cheng Yao walked into the office tremblingly, muttering in her heart, she was not late today...

"Cheng Yao, there is no need to follow up on Dong Shan's case."

"why?!"

This was beyond Cheng Yao's expectations. She bit her lip and went through the Dong Shan case in her heart: "Boss, may I ask where I did this case in this case is not good enough?"

Even if you are kicked out of the case, you must be clear about it. If you make a mistake, you can correct it in time next time.

"No, you did a good job with this case." Qian Heng took a sip of coffee. "It's not your problem."

"Then why is this case not being followed up? Did Dong Shan withdraw the lawsuit? He and Jiang Wenxiu are reconciled or divorced? This should be impossible..."

"Dong Shan is dead."

Cheng Yao looked at Qian Heng blankly. Is this surely a joke? ? ? It’s not Detective Conan. One person is about to die in one episode. Why did the Bai Xingmeng case kill the other party, and the Dong Shan case kill his own party...

Could it be that although Dong Shan cheated, but when he dreamed back in the middle of the night, he remembered his wife from the chaff and felt guilty. He was entangled in pain between his original partner and the third party, and finally regretted that he chose to commit suicide at the beginning?

"Your Lenovo chicken wings can stop for a while." Qian Heng glanced at Cheng Yao and lost a document to her. "Dong Shan's death was an accident. There was a car accident and the truck was overloaded and turned over when turning. He was pressed into his car and died on the spot. In the early morning of this morning, he was rushing to the airport for a business trip. I just received a call from his assistant. Here is the death certificate faxed just now."

Cheng Yao looked at the death certificate in front of her, completely at a loss. Things were too sudden. Dong Shan was still discussing the case with her yesterday, looking forward to the future of love after leaving the marriage. Today...

Maybe sometimes life is more dramatic than any screenwriter. Human beings are really too small in the face of natural and man-made disasters. You really don't know which one will come first, accident or tomorrow.

"During the divorce litigation, if one of the parties dies, the litigation will end." Qian Heng's expression is still faint, "So we don't need to follow this case. As for Dong Shan, the goal he always wanted to achieve was half achieved. He The marriage relationship with Jiang Wenxiu really ended, only by way of death."

Although Dong Shan was the wrong party in the marriage, but a big living person died like this, Cheng Yao's heart was still somewhat depressed and upset.

Dong Shan may never think that he ended his marriage with Jiang Wenxiu in this way, right?

It's ironic, but it seems like a fateful punishment.

"Dong Shan's memorial service, just an hour later, Assistant Dong Shan informed us of the time and place. As a lawyer, let him also send him one last trip."

Cheng Yao was a little surprised. The car accident that happened early this morning, why did the memorial service be held this morning? According to the custom, the memorial service is usually held only three days after the death of the person, but Dong Shan's memorial service was a bit overwhelmed. .

What also puzzled Cheng Yao was: "Boss, you have an appointment with a potential client at this time in the morning to discuss entrusted agency matters. This client is an inheritance dispute, that is, the one with a claim of 2.5 billion yuan..."

"Help me communicate with the client and try to change the contract. If the client is unwilling, he can only apologize and cancel the appointment." Qian Heng's tone was very calm. If Cheng Yao didn't know it, if the person next to him, just listen to his tone, I'm afraid I thought he was just canceling a reservation for a restaurant that costs 100 yuan per person.

Customers in disputes over 2.5 billion RMB are highly sought-after no matter where they go. Moreover, these wealthy clients often cannot accept other people's negligence. The lawyer temporarily changes the appointment when the meeting time has been arranged. Even if there is excuse, the other party may feel unhappy.

Although Qian Heng is very good, there is no other team of lawyers who can compete with him. Cheng Yao knew very well that Qian Heng's decision was very likely to push this 2.5 billion target client to another lawyer.

In Qian Heng's heart, is Dong Shan's memorial service more important than the attorney fees of 2.5 billion yuan of representatives?

Just as Cheng Yao thought about it, Qian Heng glanced at her again: "You go with me and put on the lipstick. It's too elaborate and inappropriate."

"I didn't put on lipstick..." Cheng Yao went out of Qian Heng's office and was somewhat wronged. "This is the original lip color. I just put on a colorless lip balm!"

A creature like a straight man really can’t tell whether a woman has makeup or not. Does it mean that the red lips and white teeth must be makeup? !

Cheng Yao thought, so angry!