Mr. President personally stepped in to mediate, and the government and Parliament exerted a lot of pressure. Finally, the situation in the West Woods did not get out of control. At least for the time being, the two sides of the family did not have an intense and uncontrollable armed conflict. Some of the fights that revolved around big interests dived into the depths of the sea, brewing endless pressure, while some surfaced above the blue waves and began to move toward legal solutions.
Among the huge industries, including the Gu Zhong Company, which belonged to the Zhong family, and which belonged to the private property of the old mansion in the Weifang District, countless complicated legal terms and definitions of authority were enough to make the judges of the entire West Woods a headache. Many people thought that this lawsuit might go all the way to the Supreme Court.
The Federation government and the military did not want to see this situation go on for too long. After all, the universe war was coming soon. The various forces faintly sent out vague messages, but it was enough for the parties involved to be very clear. These messages were not good news for the little girl in the old mansion in the Weifang District.
The government hoped that the chaos in the West Woods would end as soon as possible. The military hoped that after the civil issues were resolved, they could immediately deal with the jurisdiction of the troops in the West Woods. The six families hidden in the shadows watched indifferently and waited for the aftermath of the Zhong family's split. The few most powerful forces in the entire Federation pushed the situation to develop in a certain direction for different reasons...
Although the Federation's judicial system was claimed to be absolutely independent, in the face of such terrifying pressure, the so-called independence could only guarantee some procedural fairness on the surface.
The three jurisdictional disputes that started one after another in more than ten days were extremely unfavorable to the old mansion of the Zhong family. The old mansion's legal counsel, those famous lawyers in the West Woods, could not help but feel a little powerless in the face of such a situation.
Under such circumstances, on an ordinary street in the Sunset Region in the afternoon, a law firm called Xizhou quietly opened for business. No one noticed that this law firm, which only had three shared offices and was not well-known in the industry, only had one office.
No one knew that the first business the Xizhou law firm sought after its opening was to come to the old mansion of the Zhong family in the Weifang District.
"If I'm not mistaken, you mean that this law firm called Xizhou wants to represent Miss Zhong Huoyan in all her legal affairs in the future?"
The staff of the Zhong family's old mansion looked at the young lawyer who had obviously just graduated from university. His expression was extremely strange. The young man opposite him was a little restless. He probably knew who Miss Zhong Huoyan was and what kind of situation the Zhong family was in. The other party actually wanted to represent Miss in all her legal affairs? This was a ridiculous request. Was the boss of this law firm out of his mind? Was he trying to make a name for himself with such a clown request?
"Do you know how many barristers serve the young lady? Do you know what kind of status these great lawyers have in the West Woods? Do you know that even the famous Lawyer He from S1 is currently on his way to the West Woods? "
The staff member of the Zhong Family looked at the young lawyer opposite him and frowned. "Your law firm has just been established. What gives you the confidence to let us choose you over these famous lawyers?"
The young lawyer rubbed his hands nervously and explained in a trembling voice, "I know … It seems to be impossible to explain. It's just that the partner of the law firm asked us to get this business."
He suddenly thought of something and hurriedly took out a plant fiber business card from the inside of his clothes. He respectfully handed it over and said, "We are a small law firm. The boss has no intention of recruiting partners for the time being."
The staff member of the Zhong Family took the expensive business card and looked at the name on it. He frowned slightly and turned to leave.
In less than a minute, the staff member hurriedly came back and looked at the young lawyer in disbelief. He said, "Colonel Tian said that he hopes to meet with the boss of your law firm as soon as possible. As for the matter you just mentioned … from today onwards, all the legal affairs of the old mansion will be handed over to the Xizhou Law Firm."
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Tai Zhiyuan stood in the narrow office of the law firm and looked at the traffic outside the window. There was a smile on his thin and slightly pale face.
A month ago, he came to the West Woods and quietly watched the tragedies, comedies, and clowns, but he didn't make a sound.
According to the life plan that his mother had suggested and the self-awareness that he had cultivated since he was very young, he should have stayed in the army at this time to seek military exploits in the war against the Imperium in the future. Then, he should have joined the grassroots to accumulate experience and finally officially entered the political world. He should have chosen an important and symbolic state and become a member of that state. He should not have opened a small law firm in the quiet civilian district of the Sunset State as he was now.
He didn't give up the first step of his life plan: to become the youngest president of the Federation in history. He just went against his mother's wishes and chose another path that might be more difficult to take.
He admitted that he was indeed influenced by the life experience of the president to become a successful lawyer and then enter the political world. In order to become a successful lawyer, one would need to fight a significant and significant lawsuit. Throughout the entire Federation, was there any lawsuit that was more important than the lawsuit of the Cillin Zhong Family in the past few decades?
Winning or losing this case didn't depend on the case. The sudden appearance of the Xizhou Law Firm was undoubtedly a strong warning to the Federation government, to the other forces of the Zhong family, and to the other families.
Because it seemed to represent the attitude of Mochou Back Mountain.
In fact, this was the first time that Tai Zhiyuan was independent of Mochou Back Mountain and made his voice heard to the entire Federation. He completely went against the decision of his mother.
Tai Zhiyuan looked out of the window and smiled but didn't say anything. Perhaps no one in the universe could defeat his mother, but he wasn't worried about anything. He was the only son in the family for seven generations. His mother couldn't watch him waste his life out of anger. In this battle between mother and son, the son would always win.
Of course, in order to gain the understanding of his mother and the full support of his family, he also made a great compromise. The date of the engagement was finally set for the autumn of the year after next year.
He was still the clear-headed, calm, and naturally proud prince, but he suddenly changed his life plan and made such an important decision … Even he himself didn't know if it was some kind of inexplicable sense of responsibility that emerged from the depths of his heart, some kind of desire to complete what he wanted to do for his dead friend, or just he wanted to experience the feeling of living like that guy.
Tai Zhiyuan looked up at the sky and sighed softly. He said softly in his heart, "You finally became a damned hero."
"But do you know how many people in the Federation are mocking your stupidity, your vain individualism, and even angrily accusing you of taking revenge for no reason."
"I really don't understand why these people are angry. Have they never found out that you are mentally ill?"
Tai Zhiyuan coughed softly, took out a bottle of medicine, and swallowed it. He didn't drink water, and then he held his chest and breathed rapidly for a moment. He finally calmed down, and his cheeks gradually became rosy.
In fact, all these years, he hadn't been very close to that guy. The fake gentleness and indifference nurtured by the family since childhood, the natural aura nurtured by the glory of the royal family, and that guy's stubborn and sharp personality were somewhat conflicting. Even if they didn't see each other, they wouldn't miss each other. When they occasionally met, peace would slowly spread like a small stream.
But once they never met again, when he thought about how his only friend in this life was gone …
He would always feel sad, but he thought that was all.
"I want to eat scallion pancakes today." Tai Zhiyuan turned around and said to Butler Jin, who was standing respectfully at the door of the office. Then he subconsciously paused and smiled inexplicably.
Plain porridge and scallion pancakes, the battle in the library, seemed to be something from many years ago.
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Recently, the Federation's news channel broadcasted the footage of the Bureau of Proclamation's heroic and valiant revenge on the Empire. The value of the Federation's war heroes should be maximized even after death.
The funerals of Commander Zhong and his wife were held, as were the funerals of the soldiers who died on the Ancient Bell. However, Xu Le's funeral was not mentioned due to the strong opposition of some people.
The tentacles of The Glory Of The Charter that passed through the space channel could no longer find Xu Le's chip pulse, and determined that this person was dead. However, many people in the Federation were still waiting hopelessly for some kind of miracle to happen.
But if miracles happened too many times, it couldn't be called a miracle. Different seasons passed on different planets, but there was still no news from the other side.
In order to prepare for the grand space war that was about to begin, the Federation was making careful and intense preparations. Under such circumstances, under the strong pressure of the fanatical collective consciousness of the Federation people, many disputes were temporarily suppressed. Fatty Tian, Madman Li, and the Crown Prince of the Tai family who were in the West Woods had to make all kinds of compromises. An atmosphere of harmony and sacrifice shrouded countless galaxies. At this moment, it was easy for some people to easily think of a certain person who seemed to never know how to compromise and didn't know how to look at the big picture.
On the shore of Lake Feicheng, Jian Shui'er, whose black hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall, stood quietly in the morning light behind the old man who was standing in the morning light. After a long silence, she slightly raised her beautiful face, and with a trace of aura that was unknown whether it was inherited from her father or her birth mother, she said seriously, "I know why the Federal Fleet rejected my application, and I can also guess why you are so serious about preventing me from even having a slight chance to enter the Empire. It must be related to my background."
"There are many things that I don't understand about the military operation on planet 5460. Xu Le promised me to investigate it, so I didn't ask you. But now that he is dead, I think I should have the ability to ask directly like he did. "
Li Pifu, the God of War of the Federation, blinked his turbid eyes and looked up at the towering mountain on the other side of the lake. A meaningful smile appeared on his wrinkled face, as if he was somewhat gratified by the girl's courage to ask questions.
However, he did not answer the question in the end. After a moment of silence, he changed the topic to another aspect. "I also have a question that I don't understand. How can a person like your father raise a child like Xu Le? This revenge from morning to night should have nothing to do with his impulsive personality. It's just that sometimes even I don't understand the decisions he made. The child's actions are so calm, but why is the love and hate hidden under his face so obvious? "
"I feel very sorry about his death." Li Pifu's face was calm as he said slowly in a serious tone, "I thought that in the years before my death, I would be able to watch him grow in a way that no one could have imagined, but I did not expect that he would die in front of me."
"However." The old man quietly looked at Jian Shui'er, whose face was slightly pale, and said, "All the people of the Federation who enter the Empire will undoubtedly die, but not him. Of course … it's just not necessarily. "
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An asteroid shining with a metallic luster was suspended in the universe. This was the most important forward base of the Federation's star field front line. It gathered the painstaking efforts of several generations of engineers of the Nutshell Company and consumed an astonishingly huge budget of the Federation government. At this moment, it was officially put into use. With this large information node as the hub, it connected all the information nodes in this spacious star field to the other end of the space channel, providing a strong support for the Federation's attack on the Empire.
The First Regiment of the New Seventeenth Division had been stationed in this giant space base for three months.
Da Vinci, whose face was covered in grease, climbed out of the twisted tube of the W-type engine. He spat a mouthful of black saliva on the ground, took a cigarette box from his comrade, and lit it up. Then, he began to seriously compare the technical manual to see if he had missed anything during the previous maintenance.
Ever since that day when they were trapped in the escape capsule and helplessly watched the three-winged spaceship leave, the members of Group Seven had become much quieter than before. Even though they were now disbanded and returned to their respective combat units, they were still silent, but they trained even more seriously.
Although the men on the battlefield had long been used to parting with life and death, this time felt a little different. Although that guy did not speak much and was even somewhat inconspicuous, it was still a little strange to not have such a leader who would charge at the front and retreat at the back.
Da Vinci suddenly saw Bai Yulan's figure from the corner of his eyes. He immediately stood up and gave a standard military salute, then respectfully took out a cigarette and handed it over.
Bai Yulan shook his head, and the black hair in front of his forehead suddenly swayed. His voice was a little cold. "I quit smoking."
For this outstanding military assassin, quitting smoking and relapsing had a kind of self-hypnotizing symbolic meaning. Since that guy had died irresponsibly, the No.37 brand cigarettes seemed to have become tasteless.
Bai Yulan did not turn his head as he spoke. His left foot habitually retracted back as usual, and his head was slightly lowered. Under the cover of his black hair, his eyes were as sharp as knives as he stared at a certain spot.
Over there, Shang Qiu was leading the staff of the Nutshell Engineering Department to carry out a complicated data calculation. This beautiful genius female engineer did not seem to have changed much from before. Her expression was calm, but her cheeks were a little thinner, which made her look even more delicate.
These days, Shang Qiu was working, working, and working non-stop. Other than that, there was nothing else.
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Under the long stone steps of Parliament Hill, the vice-chairman of the Green Dragon Mountain Committee, who had just finished a press conference and expressed his full support for the government's invasion of the Empire, hurriedly left under the protection of the Special Task Force agents of the Federation. Zhang Xiaomeng, who was preparing to leave, was heavily surrounded by reporters.
"Madam Zhang Xiaomeng, do you have any thoughts on the unfortunate death of Lieutenant Colonel Xu Le?"
"He's only missing." Zhang Xiaomeng paused for a moment, then calmly corrected them. "The Federation is still unable to confirm his whereabouts. As for myself, I quite admire Lieutenant Colonel Xu Le's heroic actions. As for the reflection of some people in the Federation on the so-called heroism, I think it's rather rude and retarded."
It was rare to see this beautiful spokesperson of the Green Dragon Mountain, and it was rare to hear her positive comments. Naturally, the reporters were overjoyed, and countless questions flooded in. However, after Zhang Xiaomeng's simple but direct comments, she didn't answer any more questions and walked into her office on Parliament Hill.
The door to the office was tightly shut. Zhang Xiaomeng sat quietly in the large chair. Her black-rimmed glasses were placed on the table. For a long time, she did not make a single sound or movement. Her body gradually loosened up, like a person who had worked hard for many days. Suddenly, she could no longer suppress the deep sense of fatigue in the depths of her body.
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"This boring and hypocritical woman."
In the Linyuan suburb of the Capital Special District, a young man and a young woman sat across the table from each other. They watched the scene in front of Parliament Hill that had just been broadcasted on the TV screen, and at the same time made the same disdainful comments.
Then, the two of them were stunned at the same time. Shi Qinghai's charming peach blossom eyes flashed with a trace of luster. Under the accompaniment of the violin outside the restaurant, he said to the woman across the table, "You see, after all, we can still find many things in common. Don't you really want to consider it? Or … we can try to have some more intimate contact and find the feelings of youth. "
"Although I'm already a mother, I've never felt that I'm old." Zou Yu looked at him coldly and said, "What disgusts me is that you're still in the mood to chase a woman when we don't know whether that guy is dead or alive … Is the friendship between you men as disgusting as the friendship between those rich young ladies?"
After saying this, she lowered her head and earnestly fed the delicate food into the little boy's mouth. Today, Zou Yu wore a red, loose flowing cloud dress. The smooth skin of her back revealed a large part of her beauty. As usual, there was a bright red flower in her hair, but it didn't look tacky at all.
Shi Qinghai glanced at the little boy across the table who was as beautiful as a porcelain doll. He smiled slightly and immediately said with great sincerity, "It's because he's dead that I have to live well for him like I promised him before."
After saying this, the two of them fell silent at the same time. Then, they began to drink continuously. The amber liquor was paired with two or three crystal ice cubes. Zou Yu's eyebrows gradually blushed, which was extremely charming. Suddenly, she had an idea. She picked up two drops of liquor with the tip of her little finger and brought it to the little boy's lips.
Zou Liuhuo, who had inherited his parents' excellent biological markers and stubborn temperament, had not yet mastered a rich vocabulary. Therefore, when they were outside, the little boy was always stubborn and refused to speak much. He curiously looked at the tip of his mother's finger that was brought to his lips and carefully stuck out his tongue to lick it.
Zou Yu felt a little ticklish, but her heart was filled with warmth. She smiled happily as she thought of the time when she was drunk in the nightclub. She used her cold appearance to hide her loneliness and unwillingness. Once again, she confirmed that giving birth to this little boy was the best thing she had done in her life.
"You … what are you doing?" Shi Qinghai reprimanded somewhat angrily.
Zou Yu didn't pay attention to him at all. She just kept teasing her cute son who was frowning because of the spiciness, but refused to cry.
Shi Qinghai couldn't help but feel a little bored. He said self-deprecatingly, "That's right. We are the sons of two drunkards. In the future, we will be drunkards too."
"Let me remind you again." Zou Yu raised her head and stared at him. The charm on her beautiful face gradually disappeared. "The name on the column of Liuhuo's father is Xu Le."
"I've never fought with a dead person for anything." Shi Qinghai spread out his hands. Suddenly, he said in a low voice, "But if this guy is still alive, fighting with him might be fun."
The two of them fell silent again.
Shi Qinghai thought for a long time and finally said, "I am a professional skeptic. From the beginning of the Macklin Project until now, when the Ancient Bell was attacked, I feel that there is still a big problem."
"Brother Jiao … Secretary Jiao's suicide is indeed very suspicious. You better check the files. I will provide you with what I can." Zou Yu didn't hesitate and replied, "But I believe that my father has nothing to do with this matter. And I have to remind you that the Bureau of Proclamation has already stopped the investigation. This matter may be more complicated than you think."
"We have to check eventually. It's just that in the past, there were two of us. Now that that guy is dead, I am the only one left. But I believe that if he could still speak, he would definitely shout, 'Continue the investigation! Continue the investigation! '"
Mr. Shi smiled and said, "That would really make him look like an idiot. But we can't let that idiot die in vain, right?
After hearing the word 'die' so many times, Zou Yu finally couldn't suppress her depressed mood anymore. She put down the wine glass and stared into Shi Qinghai's eyes. With her unique charm, she said, "He won't die even if you die 800 times!"
"Maybe you know him better than I do." Shi Qinghai stood up and was ready to leave. He smiled and said, "You are right. That guy is either fighting or preparing for a fight. How could he die so easily? Maybe he is starting a new journey somewhere else."
"Of course." Zou Yu raised her beautiful face and said proudly.
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