Vol 4 Chapter 182: All pits

Shanghai, the New District Court, in the small court, the atmosphere is now solemn, and it is now time for the judgment after the adjournment.

Ma Wenzhen, who was standing behind the dock in a yellow prison uniform, still had a relaxed expression. When the presiding judge began to read the sentence, although he lowered his head, he did not look nervous.

However, after a few minutes, he became nervous, or rather angry, and looked up at the presiding judge severely, not at all the gentle and gentle look he had before.

"This court believes that... Defendant Ma Wenye, disregarded the safety of other people’s lives and property, and conducted similar acts more than once,...causing heavy property losses and extremely bad effects. According to Article 133 of the Criminal Law of the People’s Republic of China, The court’s judgment is as follows: The defendant was held in custody for 6 months and was jointly liable for civil compensation, totaling RMB 3,162,700."

"If you disagree with this judgment, you can pass this court within ten days from the second day of receiving this judgment, or..., the defendant, have you heard clearly?"

The defendant did not speak. He is not looking at the presiding judge, but looking at his own lawyer, which is equally vicious.

Ma Wenzhen is still sensible, knowing that even if he can look down on the judge in private, if he dares to be presumptuous with the judge and contempt the court's dignity on such an occasion, he is definitely seeking crime.

So what he hates most now is his own defense lawyer. He didn't easily promise himself more than once, "Don't worry, there will be no problems."

Now this result is no problem?

He also hates his father, who will definitely not be there to listen. These days, he has scolded himself so many times, but he has also mentioned to himself many times, "The relationship is well arranged, and he will definitely be sentenced lightly."

But this is called Congqing? Special 6 months of detention, that is the highest, OK!

He felt that this was a big hole dug together by everyone, and now he was throwing himself into that hole.

"Did you hear clearly, defendant?" the presiding judge asked again.

The lawyer Ma Wenzhen glared at him hurriedly signaled to him, and the audience slowly became noisy. Ma Wenzhen finally recovered, "Listen clearly,"

"Then the court will be closed and the defendant Ma Wenzhen will be taken out of the court." The presiding judge knocked the gavel and the trial ended.

No matter how angry or dissatisfied he is, Ma Wenzhen is completely out of ideas at this moment. Has he ever thought that he would be imprisoned on this day?

"Mom", he turned his head and shouted to the auditorium. People in their thirties were like a three-year-old kid who was being bullied.

Lawyer Chen Tianyang, who had long expected such a result, immediately called Fang Yingzhi.

Feng Yiping knew the news immediately. What he thought was, with Ma Wenzhen's appearance, would he be favored by everyone in it?

Hey, what are you thinking about? I have watched too many movies and TV series. How can the order in the relevant facilities of the Great Heaven Dynasty compare with those laxly managed capitalist prisons?

In the auditorium, Ma Wenzhen's mother looked excited when she saw her son being taken down. She flushed her eyes and wiped tears. She also dialed Lao Ma's phone, "How can you guarantee me? "

"Come back, come back and say," Comrade Ma over there was also dull.

Before the trial, judging from the multi-party response, the joints that had been opened seemed to have changed, but he did not expect that the result would be so shameless to himself.

There was only one reason. There must be someone more powerful than himself who greeted him. It was either the relationship between the boy named Feng or the relationship between Lao Jin and him.

"I want you to change a lawyer, the best lawyer, and prepare to appeal immediately. Xiaozhen must not suffer that crime," his wife was still chattering.

"Come back, come back and think of a solution,"

"You don't do it, don't you just go find a lawyer by yourself, you can find it now, if you don't work locally, I will go to the capital to find it."

The old horse, who was already very frustrated, but also sad and headache for his son, can no longer hold back at this time. Isn't it because of your pampering that his son will become like this?

"Enough of you! Do you think the matter is not big enough? Not enough people know? You make trouble, you go look for it, until the end of the trouble, I let Zang'er come out and I'll be targeted, you're satisfied, isn't it?"

"I'm satisfied even if you go in for your son," Ma Wenzhen's mother yelled, but she finally calmed down.

Although their relationship between husband and wife has long existed in name only, and although she hates the old horse, she still knows one thing clearly. The good life of her son and her own life depend on the old horse.

"Hiss," Hearing such unlucky words of grievance, the old horse over there was so angry that he raised the microphone high, so he thought about smashing it into a mess. This is his wife and this is his son! This is all a pit!

However, before letting go, he held the microphone again. There are quite a few people in the unit who already knew about this, and it is estimated that many are waiting to see a joke!

He gently put the microphone on the phone and kicked it heavily on the table. After a muffled sound, Comrade Ma grinned and hugged his foot...

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"It's not kind," Feng Yiping sitting in the car said with some envy looking at the old trees, small lakes, hedges, lawns, flower beds, and small gardens one after another.

"Who is not kind?" Jin Ling asked.

"What do you mean?" Feng Yiping gave her a blank look. "The good places of feelings have long been occupied."

"If the greening of the provincial capital is on average 10% of that here, it has long been a national model city for greening; if the environment of the provincial capital is as good as here, then what is Geneva?"

Originally, he thought that the golf villa that his parents bought at a high price was quite good, but he had learned so quickly what is called Tianwaiyoutian. Compared with this, his own house, well, it is just a house.

"Haha," Jin Ling smiled, "Envy?"

She likes to see his sometimes childish appearance, "Now it’s still too late to abandon business and go into politics. In twenty years, or thirty years, you may live here, too."

A vice-provincial or provincial cadre in his 40s and 50s is really young and promising.

"Why bother with that?" Feng Yiping gave her another blank look. "Which would take 20 years and 30 years. If I want to, after two or three years, I can build an environment two or three times better than this. Come out of the place, huh, then build a villa in the middle, or two, one to live in, and one to stop by."

"It's like these, look at this distance, there is," he said, pointing to the villas, did he want to say that there are 100 meters, now visually, it is really more than that! Immediately changed his tune, "Is there a mile? What a stupid!"

"Haha, it turns out that the dignified richest man would also be jealous," Jin Ling leaned forward and backward with a smile.

If it wasn't for the fact that the driver who was driving was a new company, Feng Yiping would now like to press her on the seat to give her a lesson.

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According to Jin Ling's guidance, the car stopped in front of a villa on the right. Feng Yiping was a little dissatisfied. He discovered that these villas were all built on the foundations. It seems that the cities along the river have been considered for flooding. ——Who complained about the incomplete and inhumane considerations of the designers of our city?

It's just that the general public can't experience these designs.

"My dad has arrived home, come in," Jin Ling said, looking at the car parked in front.

"We should have started early," Feng Yiping looked at the polished brass handle on the door, and said with emotion, what is the background? This is the bottom line!

The interior of the house should have been re-decorated, and it does not match the historical appearance. It seems that when Vice Governor Jin renovated the house, he must have considered his daughter's preferences. It is modern and simple-also a style that Feng Yiping likes.

"Haha, Yiping, welcome, welcome," Vice Governor Jin, who was wearing a cardigan and a white shirt inside, smiled and walked down the stairs.

"Hello, Uncle Kim," Feng Yiping hurriedly greeted him.

"Xiao Ling, you go see if Auntie is ready for dinner, Yiping, come to my study first?"

"I am very honored,"

"Hurry up, the meal should be ready soon," Jin Ling now feels a little nervous when he sees his father and Feng Yiping have a separate conversation.

Looking at Feng Yiping, who was not nervous at all, she thought to herself, like him, many times heartless, life is really easy.

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"Yiping, thank you," Vice Governor Jin said as soon as he sat down, "I will know the news from Shanghai at noon."

"Uncle Kim~www.wuxiaspot.com~ you are too polite. Sister Jin Ling is my right-hand man. She has helped me so much. Besides, she represents our group. It is right to help her."

"No, I thank you from the perspective of a father," said Vice Governor Kim. "You are better than me in this matter."

"I know that uncle, you have difficulties, and these trivial matters, you don't need to do anything, besides, if you didn't ask a friend, it would not be the result today,"

"I should do it all," Deputy Governor Jin hadn't finished speaking, "Button button," the door was knocked, Jin Ling walked in, "The meal is ready, go down, I'll change clothes,"

"Get down now, I'll say a few words to Yiping,"

"Really, there is something I can't say in front of me," Jin Ling muttered, "Dad, it's okay for us, don't you know, is there someone here who is still growing up? I can't be hungry,"

Feng Yiping had to smile.

Is there any way, this is her home court, she can only endure it if she is mocked.