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Chapter 211 Why didn't the convoy have any fissures in the ground?

Chapter 211 Why didn't the convoy have any fissures in the ground? (Mu Peiyan)

(This is all made up, I'm not a professional, so please don't criticize me, or I'll cry.)
Manager Wang instinctively reached for his phone to call the person in charge for help, but Cong Lang didn't give him the chance and simply placed a copy of the contract on the table.

“My client was under eighteen when he signed the contract. According to Article 47 of the Contract Law, such contracts require ratification by his legal representative to be valid.” He pointed to the date on the signature page. “Logically speaking, even if he wanted to leave now, there’s nothing you could do, right?”

"At most, it'll end up in court. I think a company as big as yours wouldn't go to such lengths to retain a small streamer..."

These words were spoken lightly, but Manager Wang still sensed the underlying threat.

The company's legal department was just for show; it was full of people with connections who had been placed there by higher-ups. He knew that something bad would happen sooner or later.

See? Now the retribution has come.

However, he couldn't make that decision himself.

Mu Mu is now a cash cow, earning millions a night, so he dares not let the person go so easily.

Ultimately, we still need to call the person in charge here.

Cong Lang and Mu Mu exchanged a glance. They had long anticipated that things wouldn't go too smoothly, so they had a backup plan.

It may be a bit unethical, but people are selfish. If you can extricate yourself from the situation, who will consider others?

When the person in charge arrived, their first words were a denial: "There were guardians present to testify at the time! The contract is completely legal!"

Anyway, so many years have passed, and given Mumu's special family situation, there's plenty of room for negotiation in court.

Even though Mu Mu had seen his shamelessness before, she was still so angry at his words that her fists clenched.

Cong Lang gave him a reassuring look, then opened his following list on his phone, which contained a long list of live streamers from this company.

“These people signed contracts at the same time as my client, and he wasn’t the only minor among them.”

"Whether to let one person go or to sue a group of people, your company must have considered this."

The implication is that if you don't release them today, I'll get these people involved to sue you tomorrow.

The person in charge slammed his fist on the table, "You're a complete scoundrel!"

“There’s no other way.” Cong Lang took a half step back and flicked off non-existent dust from his body. “I have to be the same attitude I have towards different kinds of people.”

Attorney Cong has honed his skills to perfection in using veiled insults.

The person in charge was successfully threatened and began to consider the consequences of the matter.

The company has money, but if we really get serious, there could be significant losses. It's not worth it for a piece of wood.

But they couldn't just swallow this loss.

"Termination is possible." The person in charge gritted his teeth and turned to the last page of the contract. "According to the terms above, you can pay the compensation and leave!"

After saying that, she threw the pre-printed transaction record onto the table. That was the total amount Shen Zhaoyi had spent on Mumu during the past few days of the grand ceremony.

Cong Lang didn't even bother to look at the bill.

What a joke! He already said this contract has no legal effect, so why should I pay an exorbitant penalty for breach of contract according to its terms?

Anyway, today, I have no money.

If you want them, then we'll see you in court.

This was the first time Manager Wang had ever encountered a lawyer who acted like a scoundrel, and he was now terrified that the two of them would start fighting.

The person in charge raised their voice: "So what exactly do you want! We run a company, not a charity. If you want to terminate the contract, you should at least show some willingness to negotiate!"

He really has no other options.

Who knew that someone who looked so refined could act like a thug!

Cong Lang knew he was probably cursing him in his heart, but he wasn't angry. He took out a list he had prepared beforehand from his bag and began to be polite first and then forceful.

"Don't get so worked up. We're not unreasonable people."

“My client’s contract was supposed to expire in four months, but he’s leaving early.”

"So we'll compensate you based on the actual amount received each month, making up for the remaining four months' worth. That way, no one loses out, right?"

After hearing this, the person in charge was ready to rush up and punch Cong Lang, if it weren't for Supervisor Wang holding him back. What does it mean to not suffer a loss?
This is a difference between having more or less zeros, it's practically a dream!
Seeing that Cong Lang still maintained an attitude of "If you can't accept this, there's nothing to talk about," the person in charge had no choice but to look at Mu Mu, hoping to appeal to her emotions.

After all, he was the one who introduced him to the industry in the first place.

But the kid didn't say a word from beginning to end, remaining silent the whole time.

After some verbal arguing from Cong Lang, the compensation was ultimately paid according to the previously proposed plan.

Four million two hundred thousand was transferred directly to him in person.

Looking at this familiar scene, Manager Wang suddenly remembered that Jiang Jiang and Mu Mu seemed to have the same boss behind them.
How come this 60-year-old woman is so kind as to "rescue prostitutes"?
Pei Yan shared the same idea as him.

After learning last night that Shen Zhaoyi had returned to S City, he asked Xiaoyuan to ask about the matter they had discussed last time.

Unexpectedly, this person was very straightforward.

[Sister Shen, Captain Pei asked me to ask you again if we want to go to Hong Kong together.]

When Pei Yan saw this sentence appear on his WeChat, along with the question mark next to Shen Zhaoyi, his vision went black. He then took his phone and left the training ground.

He needs to go to the manager's office to ask if he has offended someone recently, which is why they have to do this.

But Xiaoyuan didn't come to the team at all today; she was doing stress training with the race organizers.

However, some people did come.

When Pei Yan found no one in the office, he turned back to the training ground and bumped into Shen Zhaoyi chatting with Chen Hong and Zhou Yiling.

When did she arrive?!

With this question in mind, the two teammates, in perfect unison, made an excuse and slipped away to the repair shop.

Seeing that there was no one else on the field, Pei Yan subconsciously wanted to hide as well, but was stopped.

"Where are you going?" Shen Zhaoyi's voice came from behind.

The words carried a hint of mockery, making his scalp tingle and causing him embarrassment.

Pei Yan swallowed hard, then pointed to the track with feigned composure: "Well, I'll go run two more laps."

Shen Zhaoyi walked over and sat down on the bench that had been set up next to him.

"Let's run later, I have to leave soon."

"Where are you going again?" Pei Yan asked subconsciously, then met her teasing gaze.

"Why are you so concerned about my schedule?" Shen Zhaoyi suppressed a laugh and suggested, "Why don't you come and be my assistant after the competition?"

Pei Yan turned her face away and retorted, "Dream on."

"Are you really not going to consider it?"

"I have to go to training."

After saying that, he prepared to lift his foot again.

Shen Zhaoyi put away her joke and revealed the purpose of her visit to the convoy: "You want me to come with you to Hong Kong?"

Pei Yan stubbornly denied it.

"What about Xiaoyuan..."

　small theater:

　　Seeing Pei Yan leave the training ground, Zhou Yiling became curious.

　　Where did he go?

　　Chen Hong: "Who knows? They're probably looking for something."

　　Zhou Yiling: "Looking for what?"