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Chapter 643

    But he ma didn''t expect to lose his driver''s license points without driving.


    He originally thought that the traffic police wanted the two men to show their driver''s licenses to confirm their identity - Japan has no ID card. There are usually two ways to prove their identity, one is the driver''s license, the other is the proof of national pension payment.


    Those vagrants who do not pay the national pension may also have cars and driver''s licenses, so they simply can''t prove who they are to public authorities such as the police.


    Then they are naturally regarded as non-existent by public authorities.


    The reporter began to argue with the traffic police about whether she could deduct her driver''s license score like this. He and Ma threw out the microphone when she didn''t pay attention, closed the window, gave the oil and ran away - well, they just slid along with the traffic.


    "Was your house crowded by reporters last night?" Aso asked in a sympathetic tone.


    And Ma: "yes. Then we called the police and said they were disturbing the residents. In addition, there are high-end apartment areas around our dojo. The developers gave the district office a lot of benefits, so the reporters were quickly driven away. "


    After chatting with Marton, he joked: "it''s less than half a year since I became a policeman. I''ve done so many things. If I were journalists, I''d consider renting a house near my house, so I can get the headlines."


    "Yes, you''re still beating up bad people on TV. Reporters here can knock on your door and watch your heroism on TV with chiyoko. It seems feasible."


    **


    While he and Ma were harassed by reporters, a Mao got off the tram, followed the people out of the station and stood downstairs when he and Ma told his law firm.


    This is a very imposing office building. There are big neon signs outside the office building, but Ah Mao didn''t find the law firm he talked to Ma for a long time.


    Finally, on the floor sign at the entrance of the building, he saw the nameplate of a very low-key office.


    This famous brand just looks ordinary, but the simple pattern is obviously designed. People with taste can understand it at a glance.


    A Mao is not a person with taste, but after learning, he knows that this pattern is a Dutch "style school".


    Not that this kind of thing has a style, but this school is called "style school", because their main artists were active in a magazine called style at that time, so it was named.


    A Mao remembered the main features of this school, so he recognized it when he saw the brand of the law firm.


    He made up for the lack of aesthetic level through knowledge.


    Then Ah Mao pressed the button of the telephone installed next to the low-key luxury brand.


    The next moment, a sweet female voice sounded: "this is * * law firm. Do you have an appointment?"


    "No."


    "This law firm adopts the appointment system. If there is no appointment, no lawyer is free to receive you."


    A Mao: "I''m a student at Dongjin University. I just got my lawyer''s card."


    "Please fax your resume to our HR for approval." The lady on the other side of the phone continued to respond politely.


    "I have letters of introduction from Tong Sheng and ma. I''m here for the case of the Japanese company. "


    The letter of introduction was written with Ma last night. The Katakana is less than 100 words. It''s very simple.


    Ah Mao silently prayed that master''s name would work.


    "Wait a minute."


    Answered the young lady.


    A moment later, a deep baritone replaced the little sister: "is it the person recommended by Tongsheng? You must be good at it? "


    "Well, average." Mao thought for a while and added, "I was the one who beat up the mob with master on TV last night."


    "That''s pretty good! You said you passed the judicial examination? "


    "Yes, just passed."


    "Why are you taking this test? You should take the first-class civil service exam. The police station is where you use your heat! You see how well your master is doing there. "


    "Every man has his own ambition. I''m here to look at the case file of the company, "Ah Mao said and added," I want to learn the court defense skills of my senior brothers. "


    Mao is not a talker, but he made up for it through training.


    He has been able to subconsciously analyze the potential needs of the conversation object, and then give it what it likes.


    However, this analysis will take some time, so it will be added later as it is now.


    The caller replied, "to the company? Is it the company that kidnaps people all day and then invites today''s surprise party? Didn''t they take it off? Early this morning, the colleagues in charge of the case went straight to the police department. If you want to ask them about the case, I''m afraid you''ll have to come in vain. "


    "No, I just want to see the trial records. Should this kind of thing be archived?"


    "Of course, we are a professional law firm, although our brand looks very serious."


    "Dutch style school, I also like this school." A Mao was already ready and applied this knowledge to the dialogue at an excellent time.


    The man on the other side of the phone laughed heartily: "hahaha, it''s good. Not many people can recognize this genre."“ I think they''re pretty good. " Mao answered truthfully. He really felt it was easy to recognize if he only remembered the main identification points. The speaker laughed again, and finally the laughter subsided. The man said, "OK, come up and show you our sophistry records. There''s nothing to hide. After all, it''s just the job of our legal jackals. "
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