Just after being thrown into the lake, seven beautiful women blocked the door calling him "husb

Chen Ye took the business card and the car keys from his wallet and walked out of the apartment.

The elevator descended smoothly.

The key bears the Mercedes-Benz three-pointed star emblem, which gleams coldly under the elevator's spotlights.

Chen Ye twirled it between his fingers.

A sense of pleasure belonging to the wealthy arises spontaneously.

In his past life, he even thought a monthly pass for a shared bike was too expensive; in this life, he drives a Mercedes-Benz the moment he goes out.

This contrast is fucking exciting.

The elevator doors opened, revealing a spacious and bright underground parking lot.

B1.

Chen Ye pressed the unlock button on the car key.

silence.

In the empty parking lot, there was no echo except for his own heartbeat.

He frowned. Was it because the distance was too far?

He walked along, aimlessly pressing the keys.

A line of luxury cars sped past him.

Porsches, Bentleys, Rolls-Royces—he was dazzled by them.

But none of the cars responded to the keys in his hand.

Chen Ye walked around the entire B1 level, and sweat began to bead on his forehead.

Damn it, did the original owner park the car in some random corner?

He found the ramp leading to the next level and went down it.

B2.

The lighting was dimmer than on the previous floor, and the parked vehicles looked more luxurious.

Chen Ye patiently continued his manhunt for the car.

He pressed the key again.

It remained deathly silent.

He started to panic.

This parking lot is as big as a maze.

Where did that bastard of an original owner park the car?

His patience was quickly worn down by the repeated walking and the repeated failed attempts.

By the time he reached the entrance to B3, he was already quite exasperated.

The third layer.

There are hardly any cars here; it's so empty you can hear your own echo.

Chen Ye stood there, raised the car key one last time, and pressed it down hard.

drop.

A faint electronic sound came from a corner far behind him.

He turned around abruptly.

A black Mercedes-Benz S-Class flashed its headlights twice in the dim light.

found it!

Chen Ye breathed a sigh of relief, walked over quickly, opened the car door, and got in.

The feel of the leather seats and the luxurious fragrance in the car helped to dispel much of his earlier agitation.

The lives of the wealthy are simple and unpretentious, yet full of worries.

He placed the business card on the center console, ready to start the navigation.

But even with his hands on the steering wheel, he hesitated to make a further move.

A very real problem was presented to him.

Can he drive?

In his past life, he was a food delivery guy, a professional at riding electric scooters. Later, he also worked part-time at a KTV and was ridden by rich women.

But cars... he didn't even know which way the driving school gate faced.

Chen Ye sat in the driver's seat, deep in thought, staring at a bunch of complicated buttons and screens.

A few minutes later, he slammed the car door shut and got out of the car.

He gave the brand-new Mercedes-Benz S-Class the middle finger.

"Hold!"

Forget it.

Let's take a taxi!

Chen Ye left the parking lot cursing and hailed a taxi by the roadside.

"Master, Juncheng Law Firm."

The driver glanced at him in the rearview mirror.

Seeing his sharp suit and the Vacheron Constantin watch casually peeked out from his wrist, their attitude immediately became much more respectful.

"Okay, sit tight."

The taxi merged into the traffic, and Chen Ye leaned back in the seat.

Looking at the unfamiliar street scene rushing past the window, I felt a mix of emotions.

Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of a towering skyscraper.

"Sir, we've arrived."

Chen Ye paid the fare and got out of the car.

He looked up at the magnificent building in front of him.

The four large, gold-plated characters "Juncheng Group" on the rooftop gleamed in the sunlight.

The law firm is only part of this building.

He took a deep breath and stepped inside.

The hall was resplendent with gold, and the people coming and going were all dressed smartly and walking in a hurry.

Following the signs, Chen Ye took the private elevator directly to the 35th floor where Juncheng Law Firm was located.

As soon as the elevator doors opened, a huge logo wall came into view.

Juncheng Law Firm

Next to it is a wall of honor, covered with various trophies and banners.

At the end of the wall of honor is a huge group photo.

Dozens of people, all dressed in suits and ties, exuding an air of elite sophistication.

Chen Ye leaned closer and began searching among the faces in the photo.

He wanted to see which one of those sickeningly sweet "little vixens" on the phone was.

There are many women in the photos, each one a graceful and charming urban beauty.

But which one is it?

He couldn't tell the difference at all.

This face looks a bit seductive, that face has a great figure...

He was completely overwhelmed by what he saw.

Forget it, I don't want to.

all will be good.

He turned and walked toward the office area.

A long corridor with private offices on both sides, separated by frosted glass partitions.

A lawyer's nameplate hangs on the door.

He slowed his pace, casually glancing at the designer brands.

"Lawyer Wang", "Lawyer Li", "Partner Zhang"...

Which office is his?

We can't possibly go through each room one by one, can we? That would be too stupid.

Chen Ye had no choice but to bite the bullet and maintain an indifferent demeanor as he paced back and forth in the corridor.

He pretended to be thinking about some important legal issue.

He would stop occasionally, frown occasionally, but his steps were steady.

In reality, he had cursed the original owner of this body a hundred times in his heart.

What the hell is this?!

Just as he was about to walk past the same trash can for the third time.

A figure emerged from the side tea room.

"Good morning, Attorney Chen!"

A clear and pleasant greeting rang out.

Chen Ye looked in the direction of the sound and saw a woman in a beige fitted pencil skirt holding a coffee cup, smiling at him.

The woman had a stunning figure with curvaceous curves, her face adorned with delicate makeup, and her captivating eyes seemed to speak volumes.

When she saw Chen Ye, she initially just gave him a polite smile.

It instantly came to life, radiating a magnetic field of enthusiasm.

As she spoke, she naturally approached.

The distance between the two quickly closed to a somewhat ambiguous level.

Chen Ye's heart jumped.

Judging from their tone, their relationship is definitely not ordinary.

Is it "Little Fairy"? No, "Little Fairy" is the boss.

This woman's tone sounds more like... a secret lover?

He dared not say more, for fear of giving himself away, and could only let out a muffled "hmm" from his nose.

The woman was clearly used to his "aloof" demeanor.

They didn't mind at all; in fact, they moved even closer.

A faint scent of perfume wafted into Chen Ye's nostrils.

"Stop saying 'yes,' I know you're tired."

Look at you, you don't even know how to take care of yourself.

She reached out her slender hand and very naturally helped Chen Ye straighten his slightly crooked tie.

Her fingertips traced his Adam's apple, intentionally or unintentionally.

Chen Ye's entire body tensed up.

He wanted to take the opportunity to get some information out of her.

For example, ask her about the court hearing that afternoon and see how she reacts.

"The one this afternoon..."

He had just begun to speak.

"Lawyer Chen."

A charming female voice suddenly rang out from behind him.

This interrupted his words and also stopped the woman's actions.

Chen Ye and the woman in front of him turned around at the same time.

I saw someone else wearing a bodycon skirt, but it was black.

A woman wearing black stockings and high heels was standing not far away.

She was holding a folder in her hand.

He looked at them with a blank expression, or rather, at Chen Ye.

Her looks are top-notch, but her temperament is completely different.

If what's in front of you is a passionate fire, then what's behind you is gentle water.

"The opposing lawyer just submitted new evidence regarding Zhang Hongsheng's case this afternoon."

The woman in black stockings spoke at a moderate pace, enunciating each word clearly.

"You need to find out right now."

Chen Ye's brain was working at lightning speed.

This one should be a subordinate of the law firm.

Let's call the woman who helped him straighten his tie "the enthusiastic one".

The woman behind me is called "Black Stockings Sister".

The current situation is that the woman in black stockings wants him to look at the documents.

But he didn't know where his office was.

And the enthusiastic woman seems to have a very close relationship with the original owner.

They may have a superficial understanding of his work, but they may not know all the details.

A golden opportunity has presented itself.

Chen Ye turned slightly towards the woman in black stockings.

His face instantly switched to a serious work expression.

He learned this from the business owners who came to the karaoke bar to discuss business.

"OK."

His answer was only one word: concise and powerful.

Then, he looked at the two women, but mainly spoke to the woman in black stockings.

"Bring the documents to my office."

After saying that, he stood still, motionless.

He put his hands in his suit trouser pockets, assuming a waiting posture.

He's gambling.

I bet this subordinate in black stockings will naturally turn around and head towards his office.

All he had to do was follow.

This simple gesture maintained his authority as a superior.

And it can resolve the current predicament without making a fuss.

The wisdom of a rogue was quietly unfolding in the corridor of this top-tier law firm at this moment.