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

In the afternoon, Jiang Yuyan left satisfied.

When she left, she radiated a glow as if she had been nourished by rain and dew.

Chen Ye escorted her to the door.

Watching her graceful figure disappear into the elevator.

Then the door slammed shut.

He leaned against the wall, feeling a dull, throbbing pain in his lower back.

Damn, this vixen is deadly.

[If this happens a few more times, my body will be finished.]

For the next few days, Chen Ye lived the salted fish life he had always dreamed of.

The public interest department was on holiday, and the law firm didn't have any urgent matters to discuss with him.

Anran is following up on the Hao Bin case.

The process for state compensation proceeded smoothly and without his involvement.

He sleeps until he naturally wakes up every day, and then wanders around the nearby alleys.

This sense of relaxation comes from mingling in the everyday life of the city.

It made him briefly forget that he was still some kind of damn "lawyer wolf".

He's the one who brags and jokes around at the food delivery station.

Chen Ye, who lights cigarettes and pours drinks for rich women in a karaoke bar.

These peaceful days didn't last long.

He had just finished a bowl of pork intestine noodles that day.

As I was picking my teeth and strolling back downstairs to my apartment building, my phone rang.

An unfamiliar number.

He picked it up casually.

"Is this Attorney Chen Ye?" A capable young female voice answered the phone.

"Who am I?"

"I am Ms. Liu's secretary. Ms. Liu would like you to come to her office now."

【Hold.】

The capitalists' call has come.

Chen Ye curled his lip; his carefree days were over.

He hung up the phone and slowly went upstairs.

I took a shower and changed into a sharp suit.

I put my gold-rimmed glasses back on in front of the mirror.

The man in the mirror exudes the air of a refined scoundrel and an elite.

The street thug Chen Ye is offline.

Top lawyer Chen Ye is now online.

The president's office at Juncheng Law Firm.

When Chen Ye pushed open the door, Liu Huan was sitting on the sofa with two other people, drinking tea.

The office was filled with the aroma of top-grade Wuyi Mountain Da Hong Pao tea.

The two people were a man and a woman.

The man was about fifty years old, and although he was sitting, he had a very straight back.

It possesses an inherent air of authority that comes with long-held superiority.

A woman in her thirties was sitting next to him.

She wore a smart business suit and had exquisite makeup.

Holding a tablet computer, he is clearly an assistant or executive.

Liu Huan smiled when she saw Chen Ye come in.

But there seemed to be a touch more... allure in that smile than usual.

Chen Ye could certainly sense it.

After all, just a few nights ago, this mouth that usually gives orders was...

[Ahem, stop there.]

No sexually explicit content during work hours.

"I'm here." Liu Huan stood up.

"Uncle Wang, let me introduce you. This is Chen Ye, our Juncheng's ace player."

She then turned to Chen Ye.

"Chen Ye, this is Wang Jian, the chairman of Shengyuan Pharmaceutical."

You can just call him Uncle Wang.

Chen Ye's heart skipped a beat.

Shengyuan Pharmaceutical?

One of the giants in China's pharmaceutical industry.

A behemoth with a market value of hundreds of billions.

He calmly extended his hand.

"Hello, Uncle Wang."

Wang Jianguo stood up and shook hands with him; his palm was broad and strong.

He looked Chen Ye up and down, his shrewd eyes scrutinizing him.

"Xiao Huan told me that heroes often emerge from among the young."

"Uncle Wang, you flatter me," Chen Ye said modestly.

The group sat down again.

Liu Huan poured Chen Ye a cup of tea herself, her movements natural and spontaneous.

She sat back down in the main seat of the sofa, crossing her long, beautiful legs encased in stockings.

She regained her queen-like aura at the law firm.

"Chen Ye and Hao Bin's case is a public interest case."

Even if they played brilliantly, it only earned Juncheng a good reputation.

She picked up the teacup and gently blew on it.

"Juncheng is not just about doing charity."

"Now, it's time for Juncheng to make some real money."

[The pressing can begin.]

I knew that woman was up to no good.

Chen Ye thought to himself that he was complaining, but on his face he looked like he was listening attentively.

"Mr. Liu is right."

Liu Huan nodded in satisfaction and looked at Wang Jianguo.

"Uncle Wang, why don't you tell Attorney Chen the specifics?"

Wang Jianguo nodded and his expression turned serious.

The female executive next to him immediately handed him the tablet computer.

"Attorney Chen, we've come this time."

We would like to request that you and your firm represent us in a trademark litigation case.

Wang Jianguo said in a deep voice.

"The defendant is Hongyao Group."

Hongyao Group!

Chen Ye's eyelid twitched.

If Shengyuan Pharmaceutical is a giant in the pharmaceutical industry...

Hongyao Group is the dominant player in the fast-moving consumer goods industry.

Wow, is this a battle of gods?

Wang Jianguo continued, "Attorney Chen, you should have heard of the Qingruntang brand, right?"

Chen Ye nodded.

I've heard more than just heard about it.

That idiom, "Drink Qingruntang when you have a sore throat," is so cheesy.

That's the absolute number one brand in the domestic herbal tea market.

"The Qingruntang trademark belongs to our Shengyuan Pharmaceutical Company."

Wang Jianguo's first words were a bombshell.

"It was originally a century-old herbal tea shop under our group."

"In 2000, the founder of Hongyao Group approached us."

They hope to lease the Qingruntang trademark to produce canned herbal tea.

At that time, our group's main business was pharmaceuticals.

I agreed because I wasn't interested in the fast-moving consumer goods market.

The two parties signed a trademark lease agreement for a term of fifteen years.

A complex expression appeared on Wang Jianguo's face, a mixture of regret and resentment.

"None of us expected this..."

"Hongyao Group relies on the popular saying, 'Drink Qingruntang when you have a sore throat.'"

And the total marketing investment has exceeded 10 billion...

"They managed to transform a local herbal tea brand that was confined to a remote corner of the country."

They achieved annual sales exceeding 20 billion.

The nation's number one beverage brand, with a brand value exceeding 100 billion!

Chen Ye listened quietly.

His legal instincts have been activated.

Relevant provisions of the Trademark Law, Contract Law, and Anti-Unfair Competition Law.

They automatically surfaced, intertwined, and collided in his mind.

[Rent a chicken to lay eggs, raise it until it's grown, and then never return it?]

This script looks familiar.

Sure enough, Wang Jianguo's next sentence confirmed his guess.

"The 15-year lease expired in 2015."

In accordance with the contract, we are demanding the return of the Qingruntang trademark ownership.

"As a result, Red Obsidian Group refused to return it!"

"They even turned around and accused the brand of being worth hundreds of billions."

They built it up by investing real money.

It has absolutely nothing to do with Shengyuan Pharmaceutical!

"Why should we just give it back to them for nothing?!"

Wang Jianguo's chest heaved violently, clearly indicating that he was extremely angry.

"That's utterly robbery logic!"

Chen Ye picked up his teacup, took a sip to conceal the turmoil in his heart.

This case was more complicated and difficult than he had imagined.

This is no longer a simple trademark lease dispute.

It involves a brand in its development process.

Trademark owners and brand operators.

The core issue is who contributed more and how the benefits should be distributed.

"And then?" Chen Ye asked.

A female executive standing next to Wang Jianguo took over the conversation.

Her voice was calm and restrained.

"We've been working on this for almost ten years since 2015."

Dozens of lawsuits have been filed against Hongyao Group in more than 20 provinces and cities across the country.

They demanded that the other party cease infringement and return the trademark.

"Hongyao Group also retaliated by suing us in courts around the world."

They are asserting their contribution to the Qingruntang brand assets and demanding substantial compensation.

"The total amount of claims by both parties has exceeded 20 billion yuan."

Twenty billion!

Even Chen Ye was shocked when he heard this number.

Holy crap, even robbing a bank wouldn't be this fast.

[These legal fees... must be an astronomical sum!]

The female executive continued, "Over the past ten years, we have completely severed ties with Hongyao Group."

"Courtroom battles, GG battles, channel battles, and media battles—all four fronts are open."

"The entire herbal tea market has become a bloody battlefield where our two companies are locked in a life-or-death struggle."

After she finished speaking, the office fell into a brief silence.

Chen Ye could sense the underlying tension behind this seemingly calm narration.

It was a decade-long, brutal battle and a struggle for capital.

Liu Huan broke the silence, looking at Chen Ye.

"Chen Ye's case involves a huge amount of money, is complex, and has a nationwide impact."

"Do you dare to answer?"

Chen Ye smiled.

He put down his teacup and leaned forward slightly.

"Mr. Liu, you should ask how much money we can make from this case."

Liu Huan and Wang Jianguo exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of admiration in each other's eyes.

This young man is ambitious and has a big appetite.

Wang Jianguo said in a deep voice, "As long as you can help us get Qingruntang back, legal fees are not a problem!"

"We are willing to offer one-thousandth of the brand value we ultimately recover as legal fees!"

thousandth!

One-thousandth of a brand worth hundreds of billions!

That's... one hundred million!

"hiss--"

Chen Ye gasped.

【Oh shit!】

One hundred million!!!

He felt his breath catch in his throat.

This isn't just making money, this is printing money!

Wang Jianguo seemed quite satisfied with his reaction.

He took out a thick document from his briefcase.

The nearly half-meter-tall file box was placed on the coffee table with a loud thud.

The heavy sound made everyone's heart skip a beat.

"Attorney Chen."

"This is just the tip of the iceberg."

"This contains the judgments of all the lawsuits we've lost across the country over the past ten years."