117: Manager Ma, I wouldn’t be where I am today without you!

Online, Wang Shenggang was arguing with netizens.

"I'm putting it out there: Lawyer Zhou Yun will absolutely not let this go!"

"I know him; if he says he'll see it through to the end, he definitely will."

"Who am I? I… I was once helped by Lawyer Zhou Yun, yes, I'm very touched, I thank him."

After typing these few sentences on his phone, Wang Shenggang looked up. He had recently met another girl, and he didn't know how to introduce his romantic history to her.

Should he say, 'You don't need to worry about anything, I sent my ex-girlfriend to prison'?

While he was thinking, Wang Shenggang saw an update notification: Lawyer Zhou Yun had posted another video!

He quickly clicked it, and two minutes later, Wang Shenggang showed an expression that said, 'Sure enough.'

"I knew it, how could Lawyer Zhou Yun just let it go? I just didn't expect him to actually know this person and even specifically go offline to verify!"

No words needed, he quickly @ the netizen he had been arguing with earlier.

"Brother, come and see, Lawyer Zhou Yun went directly offline. I told you I understood him…"

And at this moment, many netizens online were speechless again, or rather, they didn't expect Zhou Yun to go offline!

"Holy crap, Lawyer Zhou Yun is awesome! This is how you should play with them. I've wanted to go offline for a long time!"

"I have nothing more to say. I'd like to see if anyone else will jump out in the future. Lawyer Zhou Yun's actions are perfectly to my taste."

"Before, I thought the other party would run away, but now I realize they can't run at all."

Netizens were all excited, especially when they saw Professor Dong admitting his mistake in the video—it was incredibly satisfying.

Many people wanted to learn this skill of tracking people down through the internet.

It's just that these days, some people online have really foul mouths. Sometimes they can make your hands tremble with anger, and you just want to know what kind of creature the other party really is.

After all, besides netizens, there are also various 'big colonizers' being remotely 'fed' online these days.

Amidst such lively discussions, Zhou Yun quietly returned to Jinghai City.

At the airport pick-up gate, Zhou Yun looked at the young man in front of him and said, somewhat surprised, "Hey, Xiao Duan, why is it you? Where's Old Zhuang?"

Xiao Duan replied respectfully, "Director Zhou seems to have a case recently and couldn't make it. I heard it's a criminal case."

"Old Zhuang has a case? He hasn't personally handled a case in how many years… Never mind, let's head back to the firm first."

He returned to the law firm, casually put down his bag, and Zhou Yun went to the door of Director Zhou's office, knocking on the door.

Old Zhuang's voice came from inside: "Come in!"

Zhou Yun pushed the door open and saw Old Zhuang sitting at his desk with an unusual expression on his face.

"Director Zhou, are you… alright?"

Old Zhuang forced a smile and said, "I'm fine, you're back."

Zhou Yun casually said, "Yeah, I won't be going out for now, Director Zhou. How did your discussion with the prison go?"

"It's settled. Next week, you'll take a few lawyers with you to provide legal consultation services for some inmates at that prison."

"If it goes well, we can cooperate with the prisons in our city long-term in the future."

In fact, cooperation between law firms and prisons is not an unusual situation. Some places have long had this model, called the "Prison-Law Collaboration" model.

Law firms send lawyers to work at prisons regularly, and prison authorities also come to law firms for study and exchange.

Of course, law firms that can do this kind of work are definitely not simple; they must have very strong connections.

And in Jinghai City, Old Zhuang's capabilities are naturally beyond doubt, and with Zhou Yun added, securing such a cooperation is certainly not a problem.

After receiving a positive reply, Zhou Yun immediately said, "Thank you, Director Zhou. When I came back, I heard Xiao Duan say you have a case…"

Old Zhuang quickly interjected, "It's a small case, nothing serious. I'm fine."

Zhou Yun hesitated, "Really no problem? I remember you said you rarely did practical work after becoming the Lawyers Association president, and before, you mainly focused on financial bankruptcy, right?"

Old Zhuang waved his hand and said, "You know, old ginger is spicier. Although I haven't done practical work in a long time, my skill level is still here."

"I can handle it, it's fine."

Zhou Yun nodded, "Alright then, I'll head out first."

Watching Zhou Yun leave, Old Zhuang immediately took out a case file from his drawer and sighed heavily. What a mess this was.

Time slowly passed, and Zhou Yun's life returned to peace. During the day, he would do some consultations and take on some profitable cases.

Although the system gives him money for completing missions, after this incident, Zhou Yun realized that he might need more money for future missions, so he still had to earn more.

Otherwise, the money from system rewards alone might not be enough.

And so, the day to go to prison finally arrived!

Zhou Yun got up early and tidied himself up well. After all, he was going to see his "benefactor." In a sense, he really was a "benefactor."

Not only was that stab perfectly timed, but he also "cooperated" with Zhou Yun's show-off later. Even if Zhou Yun had hired a killer, they might not have "cooperated" so well.

Taking the other lawyers from the firm with him, he soon arrived at Jinghai City's Second Prison, where Ma Qihua was serving his sentence.

After presenting the relevant documents and passing various security checks, they finally entered.

Once inside, the work was divided into several situations. Some involved providing legal education to many inmates simultaneously, on topics such as sentence reduction and parole.

Or they would provide legal consultations or psychological counseling to inmates who needed it.

The prison leaders had already heard about Zhou Yun's desire to see Ma Qihua.

So, after they entered this time, arrangements were quickly made.

Inside the prison zone, Ma Qihua was operating a sewing machine with great skill. In the time he had been there, he had quickly learned the sewing machine technique, if nothing else.

Friends who frequently go to prison know that labor is required inside.

As for the specific work, it depends on the local industry situation.

For example, if the local garment processing industry is well-developed, the prison will engage in garment processing. During peak seasons, many outside factories will place orders with the prison.

In some places, prisons engage in carving, such as jade carving, which immediately indicates that there is such an industry nearby.

In short, most industries within prisons provide inmates with an opportunity to learn a skill, so they can have a skill after they are released.

Of course, many people know that in some places, college entrance examination papers are printed in prisons. This is not baseless. Article 5 of the "Notice on Further Strengthening the Confidentiality Management of National Unified Examinations" states:

"Prison printing factories that have been reviewed and meet the confidentiality conditions for printing examination papers may be issued a 'National Secret Carrier Reproduction Permit' with a limited scope of license, and the scope column should state 'Limited to examination paper printing only.'"

The most outrageous thing played by a prison was many years ago, which many people might still remember: a certain local prison formed an in-prison gold farming group, making inmates play World of Warcraft intensely to farm gold and earn money…

In short, a prison is a small society, and Ma Qihua had adapted to it after entering.

And at this moment, Ma Qihua received a notification from the prison guard.

"They want me to do psychological counseling?"

The prison guard nodded, "Yes, follow me now."

Although he felt he didn't need any psychological counseling, inside the prison, if nothing else, you had to obey.

To what extent? A certain prison had a habit of making inmates recite legal provisions while showering.

One inmate, many years after being released, still had the habit of reciting legal provisions while showering. If he didn't, showering felt uncomfortable.

So Ma Qihua followed them to the visiting room.

Ma Qihua was indifferent to psychological counseling. When he made his move, he didn't hesitate at all; that guy named Zhou Yun was too much of a bully.

So there was no need for counseling; he had no psychological burden whatsoever.

But at that moment, a person appeared on the other side of the visiting room glass.

Seeing this person, Ma Qihua was instantly stunned.

The person who appeared opposite him was none other than Zhou Yun, who was now smiling at Ma Qihua on the other side of the glass and saying, "Manager Ma, how's life inside?"

Ma Qihua was stunned for a long time, unable to utter a single word. He had never dreamed that he would encounter Zhou Yun here!

Seeing that the other party didn't speak, Zhou Yun smiled:

"Don't misunderstand, Manager Ma, I'm the responsible lawyer for our Prison-Law Collaboration model. Today, I'm here to provide legal consultations to several inmates, including you."

"Shall we chat? Of course, it's fine if you don't speak. Actually, I'm very grateful to you for stabbing me that time, truly, from the bottom of my heart."

Ma Qihua had reacted by now, but he wasn't going to speak.

He knew without thinking that this guy named Zhou Yun was definitely up to no good.

He was already inside, and this guy still tried every means to come in and humiliate him. What kind of person was this!

So he just thought, 'You can say whatever you want, I won't listen to a single word.'

But then he heard that one sentence, which almost made Ma Qihua's CPU burn out.

"You…"

He 'you'-ed for a long time but still couldn't speak, because Ma Qihua truly didn't know what to say.

Zhou Yun was now smiling and saying, "Really, Manager Ma, without you, I wouldn't be where I am today."

At this moment, Ma Qihua suspected that the other party was being sarcastic, but it didn't look like it at all. It seemed as if he had specifically come in to thank him.

So after a few sentences, Manager Ma finally couldn't help but say, "No, Zhou Yun, are you out of your mind? I almost took your life back then!"

Zhou Yun smiled very happily, "Manager Ma, although you're in prison, you can't just say whatever you want. Look, I have proof; my mind is perfectly fine."

As he spoke, Zhou Yun took out his certificate and pressed it against the glass.

Ma Qihua leaned closer, looked, and then said nothing. This person… this person was absolutely crazy!

However, Zhou Yun continued, "Manager Ma, I guess you must be very curious why I would specifically thank you after you stabbed me."

"How about this, I'll show you some videos."

Then, Zhou Yun pulled out his phone, opened a specially made video, and placed it against the glass.

At this moment, even though Ma Qihua kept telling himself not to look, his eyes had a will of their own!

He couldn't help it; inside, he could only watch News Broadcast every day, so he truly wanted to see other things.

This video was specially made, and it only talked about one thing: after that stab, all doors opened for him.

Before, he was just a young lawyer. No matter how much he was praised as a genius lawyer, those departments wouldn't give him any special treatment.

They would definitely block him when they needed to, and they would definitely not give him face when they didn't need to.

But with that stab, it was completely different. Wherever he went, people knew he was Lawyer Zhou Yun, the one who was stabbed, and they would all show him some respect.

As he watched, Ma Qihua was stunned, because from this perspective, it seemed that his stab truly paved a bright future for Zhou Yun…

Outside, Zhou Yun was still chattering, "How about it, Manager Ma? I wasn't wrong, was I? Before you, when I said I'd risk my life, no one believed me."

"After you, basically everyone believes me. You see what a fuss this has caused… That's all for today. Manager Ma, you must reform yourself well!"

Ma Qihua, lost in thought, followed the prison guard back to his beloved sewing machine, but now his mind was filled with only one thought.

Should I have stabbed him or not!

I shouldn't have stabbed him, leading to this damn Zhou Yun getting to where he is now. Damn it, I know I was wrong now…

Meanwhile, in the monitoring room, the two prison leaders exchanged glances, their faces showing an indescribable expression.

This Lawyer Zhou Yun's mind must be a bit problematic…

Otherwise, how could a normal person specifically seek out the inmate who stabbed him to thank him? Although logically it seemed fine, it… always felt like something was off.

However, they soon discovered that this Lawyer Zhou Yun seemed to be normal again.

Whether it was legal consultation or legal education, he did it extremely well, with great experience.

It felt as if he had done a lot of this kind of work before, after all, providing legal education to inmates and providing it to ordinary people are two different concepts.

They couldn't understand this person…

Zhou Yun was busy for a whole day. Later, he not only provided legal education to the inmates, but even some of the prison guards started consulting him.

He couldn't help it; his level was simply too high. Even the prison guards felt that what he said made a lot of sense.

Prison guards are also people, and people have to live. Those laws closely related to life can always be useful in daily life.

…………

It was already the next day, and Zhou Yun arrived at the law firm as usual, then heard someone call him.

"Old Zhou, come over quickly, come to my office!"

Who was that? He turned his head and saw it was Old Zhuang.

"What's the matter? Can't you just tell me directly? Do I have to come to your office?"

Although puzzled, he still followed Old Zhuang into the office. As soon as they entered, Old Zhuang closed the door and then said with a mournful face, "Old Zhou, save me!"

"What happened? What's going on!" Zhou Yun quickly said, "Also, I'm not old yet, you can just call me Director Zhou."

"Okay, Old Zhou."

Old Zhuang began, "That small case I told you about a few days ago, I really can't handle it."

"It's like this: this person is my sister's child, he should call me uncle. The whole thing, I don't even know how to explain it."

"His wife cheated on him, and he took people to catch them in the act, cornering them in bed."

"Then the man transferred thirty thousand yuan to him and even wrote some kind of note. But later, that man called the police, saying my nephew extorted him."

"You see what a mess this is. I originally thought I could resolve it, but it's not working at all. Now it's already going to be reviewed for prosecution…"