Me! A disgraced celebrity! Starting by seeking justice for impoverished students.

"President Pei! President Pei, please calm down!"

Zheng Kun quickly got up and pulled him aside, whispering, "This is an arbitration tribunal, don't act impulsively."

"Calm down my ass!" Pei Zhenbang flung his hand away, staring at Jiang Chen with eyes full of anger.

"I disagree! I don't accept this ruling!"

"We'll appeal! We'll appeal to the court!"

"I refuse to believe that my Pei Group can capsize in this ditch!"

His voice was loud enough for the entire arbitration panel to hear clearly.

The presiding arbitrator frowned and tapped his gavel: "Respondent, please observe court discipline!"

"If you disagree with the ruling, you may file a lawsuit with the People's Court within fifteen days of receiving the ruling. This is your right."

"The court is now adjourned!"

Boom!

The gavel fell, and the court hearing officially ended.

A few minutes later, on the steps outside the arbitration court.

The twelve workers huddled together, their faces showing the relief of winning the case.

But upon closer inspection, a hint of unease is hidden within them.

Lin Jianguo's arm was still wrapped in a brace, and the wound was bruised and swollen.

He frowned, his voice muffled, and said, "Attorney Jiang, that Boss Pei just said he wanted to appeal..."

"Won't this drag on for another year or two?"

"We need money for our children's schooling and our elderly parents' medicine."

Lin Xiaoyu nodded repeatedly beside her, "Yes, Attorney Jiang, we're just worried they'll deliberately drag things out and keep us waiting."

"They can afford to wait, but ordinary people like us can't."

These large companies are the least afraid of these things.

Even if they lose the lawsuit, they can delay paying wages as much as possible.

The purpose of this question is to show these migrant workers what's what.

The vast majority of companies would choose to do this.

In any case, they can afford to pay this money anytime.

But for those migrant workers, they can't afford to delay!

Every expense in the household requires money!

Jiang Chen smiled as he looked at their worried faces and reassured them with a reassuring tone.

"Appealing is their legal right, but you don't need to worry about it at all."

"First, the facts of this case are clear: the unpaid wages, work-related injury, and failure to pay social security are all irrefutable evidence, and there is no dispute over the application of the law. The probability of the second-instance court overturning the original judgment is extremely low; it is highly likely that the original judgment will be upheld."

"Secondly, even if they still delay payment after the second and final appeal, we can directly apply to the People's Court for enforcement."

"Forced execution?" Lin Xiaoyu's eyes lit up.

Jiang Chen paused for a moment, then explained the consequences of the enforcement.

"After the court accepts the case, it can directly freeze Pei Group's corporate accounts, seize their assets such as projects under construction, vehicles, and equipment, and directly deduct the case funds from their accounts to yours."

"If they still refuse to comply, they will have to pay double the interest on the debt during the period of delay. The company will be listed as a dishonest person subject to enforcement, and the legal representative will be restricted from high-level consumption, and will not even be able to take airplanes or high-speed trains."

"In serious cases, criminal liability can be pursued for refusing to execute a judgment or ruling!"

"For such a large conglomerate, it's not worth blocking its bidding, financing, and daily operations for just over a million."

"If it really comes to the point of enforcement, they'll be the ones who suffer!"

Jiang Chen wasn't afraid of them deliberately delaying things.

These words were spoken clearly and plainly, and Lin Jianguo and the others finally felt relieved.

A worker rubbed his rough hands and nodded repeatedly, "That's good, that's good! With what you said, Attorney Jiang, we can finally rest assured."

Lin Xiaoyu also breathed a long sigh of relief, all her worries completely gone.

the other side.

A black luxury van slowly drove away from the entrance of the arbitration court.

The atmosphere inside the carriage was frighteningly oppressive.

Pei Zhenbang leaned heavily back in the leather seat, his face as black as the bottom of a pot, and slammed his hand on the armrest.

"This isn't over! This is absolutely not over!"

"Go back and have the legal department prepare the necessary documents to appeal to the district court!"

"I refuse to believe that my Pei Group could lose to a lawyer who runs a small law firm!"

Zheng Kun sat beside him, his fingertips pinching the edge of the case file, carefully choosing his words.

"President Pei, there's something I need to tell you the truth. There's not much point in appealing."

"The core facts of this case, such as the duration of wage arrears, the failure to pay workers' compensation insurance, and the lack of safety facilities at the work site, are all irrefutable evidence supported by official documents, and there is no dispute regarding the application of the law."

"The second instance might only result in a slight adjustment to the compensation ratio, a difference of only tens of thousands of yuan. Instead, it drags the dispute out longer, causing online public opinion to escalate further, which will have a greater impact on the company's reputation..."

"What do you mean?" Pei Zhenbang suddenly turned his head and glared at him, his eyes filled with anger.

"I paid you such a high salary to be my legal director, and not only did I lose the lawsuit, but now you're advising me not to appeal?"

"What use are you lot to me?"

Zheng Kun's face stiffened slightly, and he lowered his head, not daring to reply.

Upon hearing this, the secretary in the front row quickly turned around to smooth things over, speaking very softly.

"President Pei, Director Zheng is also considering the overall situation of the company."

"Just yesterday, we received news from the bidding department that the pre-qualification stage for the municipal industrial park project in Chengdong New District will require verification of the company's credit records and litigation information for the past three years."

"If this labor case continues to drag on, coupled with the negative online comments, it might lower the preliminary review score."

"That project is worth over 300 million yuan, far more important than this amount in this lawsuit!"

Upon hearing "a project worth over 300 million yuan," Pei Zhenbang's anger abruptly subsided.

He took a deep breath, pinched the bridge of his nose, and forcefully suppressed his surging anger.

For him, a million or so was just a drop in the ocean.

But if such a small matter delays a project worth hundreds of millions, then it would be like picking up a sesame seed and losing a watermelon!

He knew exactly what was important and what was not.

There was a long silence in the carriage before he finally managed to squeeze out a sentence through gritted teeth.

"Fine, I'll take this loss."

"Give them the money if they want it. More than a million, I, Pei Zhenbang, can afford to lose it."

"But Jiang Chen is this person..."

His eyes suddenly turned cold, with a hint of sinister intent.

"I won't let this go."

Seeing that he had relented, Zheng Kun quickly followed up with words of comfort.

"President Pei is right."

"He's just a small law firm owner with no resources. This time, he just took advantage of the public opinion of the disadvantaged and happened to step on a legal provision."

"We have plenty of ways to deal with him; there's no need to rush!"

With the scale of the Pei Group in Xucheng, dealing with a small law firm would be a piece of cake.

Once Pei Zhenbang understood this, he stopped being angry.

He snorted coldly, closed his eyes, leaned back in his chair, and said no more.

"He's just a nobody, not worth my time."

"Drive back to the company."

The van merged into the traffic and quickly disappeared at the end of the street.