I was a little upset at the time.

I consulted a lot of lawyers. Everyone believed that I was innocent and could defend me.

But George thought I was guilty. He wanted to cover it up for me.

It made me think he was not reliable.

I got up and said, "I think I have a problem communicating with you. I'll find another lawyer."

With that, I got up and left.

"Wait!" George quickly stopped me. He laughed and said, "in fact, if you are willing to give me more money, I am willing to trouble."

I watched him laugh and suddenly I thought George wasn't reliable.

I said, "George, to be honest, I don't have a lot of money. I really can't give you a lot of money except for the compensation."

"You have no money?" George said to me with a clear expression, "you don't have to hide it from me. I know everything about rich people in York. I know your relationship with your brother-in-law."

"My brother-in-law?"

"Yeah, Sean, President of the Giant group." George leaned his head over and whispered, "although this case is troublesome, you can ask him for money. I can defend you."

I didn't expect George to know about it.

It was a pity that he thought too much.

I looked at George's smug look and sneered, "George, if I'm really in that relationship with him, I can go straight to his lawyers. I don't have to bother Daisy and find you."

"Um..."

George didn't speak, so I sneered, "George, your IQ is too low. I'd better find someone else."

With that, I left directly.

I heard George behind me say, "You're just a mistress. Don't pretend to be intelligent!"

I didn't want to fight with him.

As soon as I got to the lobby of the law firm, I saw the receptionist receiving a man.

The man saw me and said, "June."

"Ming, why are you here?"

It was Ming.

Ming came to me. He had a friendly smile on his face. "My hospital has been in trouble recently. Our hospital's legal counsel is here."

"Do you come to the legal counsel?"

I was surprised.

Generally speaking, legal counsel would come to employers and employers would not come to legal counsel.

Ming nodded. "Yeah, he's busy, so I come to him."

I immediately wondered if the legal adviser was George.

Ming had a good temper. I thought he would bully him.

Or all the lawyers in three K law firm were not reliable.

As I thought, someone behind me smiled, "Ming, don't speak ill of me."

Ming looked behind me and smiled, "I'm just telling the truth."

I looked back and saw a man standing in the middle of the office.

His hair was a little sparse. He looked a little older than Ming and was in his forties. But he seemed to be in good spirits. He was not as fat as George.

Ming shook hands with him and turned to me, "June, why are you here? Do you need a lawyer? Do you need me to recommend a lawyer to you?"

"I..."

I was a little hesitant. I hadn't found a lawyer yet. If Ming recommended me a lawyer, I might be able to pay less.

I said cheekily, "yes, I haven't found a lawyer yet."

I didn't know the lawyer's name was Arthur until Ming told me to go in. He was the leading lawyer in this firm.

I briefly told Arthur about it. He nodded. "No problem. I can take this case."

"Attorney fees..." I didn't expect Arthur to agree.

I was afraid he wanted a lot of money.

Before Arthur spoke, Ming said, "I give you a lot of money every year, but I've only come to you a few times. You can think of it as our hospital case."

"I can't do that." I said, "I can give money but I may not be able to give a lot of money at once. I can pay in installments."

The lawyers I consulted before said they wanted more money than compensation.

They charged from a hundred thousand dollars to hundreds of thousands of dollars.

Arthur may want a lot of money.

Arthur took a look at Ming and hesitates for a moment. He said, "this is the first time I've seen you ask me to do something for a woman. OK, I'll do that. "

I wanted to object but Ming and Arthur said they had something to talk about and drove me out.

I'm going to thank Ming when this case is over. I want to give him a gift or something.

I already have a lawyer. I thought I could do my work for the design competition at ease.

But the prosecutor and the police took turns calling me.

They asked me the same question over and over again. I'm afraid I'll be put in prison again, so I replied patiently.

It was over 10 o'clock every time I was free.

I needed that money so I would try anyway.

So I always started painting at night. But I had been busy all day so I couldn't do anything.

I could only draw hard for the preliminary contest.

But I was not satisfied with any painting. Time was running out. I could only stay up late. But the more I stayed up, the more confused I was and the worse I drew.

It was a vicious circle.

It was only five days before the end of the preliminary contest. I looked at my rough draft and wanted to cry.

At night I sat at a small table. I had three cups of coffee in a row and revised the work on the computer over and over again. At last I fell asleep.

The next morning, I opened my eyes and realized that I had fallen asleep last night. I was very sorry.

But I didn't have time to think and went to work.

Today was the weekly meeting.

When I arrived at the company, I went to the meeting room in advance to turn on the computer. I wanted to modify the design, but I found that the design in front of me was not the same as before I went to bed last night!

It had been modified in many places.

And many small details had been made fine adjustments.

Who modified my manuscript?

Who knew I was drawing in the hospital?

Looking at the manuscript in front of me, I thought of immortals.

But soon I laughed at myself, "there are no immortals in the world."

After I denied my idea, I found some small details in my works.