My Life with Narration

Chapter 915: Chapter 905: First Encounter

"Mr. Su, I’m Lawyer Tang Tianyu’s attorney. As for what happened last night, it’s definitely my client’s fault. For that, I’m here on his behalf to apologize. But it’s better to resolve enmity than to keep it alive, and besides, your wife isn’t in any serious condition."

"So we’re here with great sincerity, hoping to reach a settlement with you and Ms. Shen. Don’t worry, we won’t short you a single cent of the compensation that should be paid; in fact, we can even add a bit more."

"As for the car that was wrecked last night, let’s not even talk about repairs. My client is willing to compensate you at the price of a brand-new car. What do you think?"

Time flashed by and it was already three in the afternoon; half a day had passed. At this moment, in the mediation room of the East City Public Security Bureau, this was the first time Su Qing sat here in the capacity of a party to a case, accepting mediation.

This was standard procedure. In the morning, Lin Chengcai led a team and quickly found Tang Tianyu’s home, and brought him back right in front of his parents.

They did face some obstruction at the time, but a public security bureau in a first-tier city is not as easy to talk down as some neighborhood police substation.

Although it was handled by Lin Chengcai, the order had in fact come from the criminal investigation captain, Zhao Minghui. That level is already quite high; not just anyone can say a few words and make it go away.

Most importantly, just the fact of hit-and-run causing injury was already enough to warrant the involvement of the criminal investigation division.

Of course, cases of this nature could actually be handled without criminal investigation stepping in, but this time it was obvious that neither side involved were ordinary people.

Su Qing might not hold any official position, but he was, after all, rich. On top of that, he had quite a bit of influence online, and in recent times he’d been heavily involved in charity, which had caused a lot of buzz. A person like that, with a good reputation and a lot of money, was not someone of average clout.

After learning the cause of Shen Yi’s car accident, Su Qing had been endlessly grateful for his recent charitable work.

Whatever else, if things really came down to the final step, that would definitely give him a significant bargaining chip for his own safety.

Looking at the man in front of him, wearing a suit in the middle of summer, Su Qing smiled. "Do you think I’m short of money?"

This man was definitely what people call an elite lawyer. Just now, when he was stating terms, he’d held up three fingers, meaning that beyond medical expenses and the car compensation, they would throw in an extra three million.

Three million, to an ordinary person, might be a fortune they could never save up in a lifetime, enough to achieve a class leap. If they went to a small county, put it in the bank, they could live decently off the interest alone and basically retire early.

But to him, three million was nothing, and to Shen Yi it was even less. From the look of the man, he’d clearly handled many similar cases; he immediately tried to open the way with money.

"Mr. Su certainly isn’t short of money, and Ms. Shen is the same. You’re both bosses. But who would ever say no to money, right?" The bespectacled lawyer smiled; his smile was very infectious, and his voice had a magnetic quality, making people feel relaxed.

But this time he’d run into a nouveau riche.

Su Qing let out a cold laugh. "You’re Lawyer Han, right? Being a lawyer pays pretty well, doesn’t it?"

Han Dong was stunned for a moment, then smiled. "Can’t compare to President Su. I just make a bit of small money."

"Yeah, it really is small money. Your annual income is at least over a million, right? If you take on some tricky cases, those rich folks might offer even better prices—several hundred thousand a year is possible. Sometimes you can even charge a percentage as your attorney’s fee; that’s where the real money is.

Three million for you, in ordinary circumstances, is at least a year or two of income. But what you don’t know is that this three million—if I really wanted to make it, it’d be a day’s work. My wife is about the same.

Tell me, how would you feel if someone paid you your daily wage to have your mom, your dad, your wife and kid beaten up?

Or I could toss in another three million, you have that Tang guy wait there, and I’ll drive a car into him—how about that? I don’t care about that money either." Su Qing crossed his legs, looking at the other man with a cold sneer.

A certain aura spread from him; a faint sense of pressure radiated off his body. Han Dong felt it immediately, especially when he saw the emotionless look in Su Qing’s eyes, and his heart tightened.

He was even sure that if his client agreed, the man in front of him really would pay someone to run him over.

"P–President Su, you’re joking. We’re here to solve problems, not to escalate conflicts, don’t you agree?" Han Dong laughed dryly twice as he spoke.

Hearing that, Su Qing also smiled. "That’s a good way of putting it. I don’t want a settlement, and I don’t care about money. I just want him locked up. However they’re supposed to sentence him, that’s how they should sentence him. Don’t wave a few million at me as if I’m a clown. Go back and tell your client, if she can produce one billion, I might consider it. And pay attention—I’m not joking. If I could, I’d even pay one billion to have his life."

Hearing this, Han Dong was genuinely a bit scared, because he could tell from Su Qing’s tone that he wasn’t joking.

As a lawyer, he already knew who Su Qing was before coming here—a well-known multi-million-follower influencer, the "Stock God," who had repeatedly invested in blockbuster films. You could say that no one really knew how much money this man actually had.

"Mr. Su, since you put it that way, then there’s no need to keep talking. I should tell you this: even if you don’t accept a settlement, we might still have ways to get him out.

You say my client deliberately rammed your lover’s car and caused her injury, but there’s no evidence of that. It doesn’t hold up. My client just panicked, his brakes failed; in other words, this can be treated as an accident.

There are car accidents every day; this is just one more. At most, we’re talking about negligent injury. And according to road safety law, as long as you don’t have new evidence proving my client acted intentionally, we can go through bail procedures. If you don’t agree, that’s fine by us; we’re already in the process of applying for bail on our side!

If you agree to mediation, you can even get an extra sum of money. Why not?"

As an "elite lawyer," Han Dong naturally understood this field better than Su Qing. Besides, his client this time had both money and power. All he had to do was perform normally; others would handle the rest.

[Although the surveillance footage and other evidence can prove that Tang Tianyu committed hit-and-run, the impact of this can still be suppressed by his powerful mother so that he can be bailed out]

Hearing the narration echo in his mind, Su Qing immediately understood: if he wanted to achieve his goal, he would have to clash head-on with the power behind the other side.

"Xiao Su..." Lin Chengcai began, but before he could finish, Su Qing raised his hand and cut him off.

"I already said, I’m not short of money. I just want an explanation!"

With the conversation at this point, there was obviously no need to continue.

The two of them then left the mediation room, escorted by the officers.

At the entrance of the police bureau, Lin Chengcai spoke. "Xiao Su, I’ve checked it out. Tang Tianyu’s father is a successful local businessman, involved in multiple sectors, especially hotels. His mother is a leader in one of our city’s departments. That side has already started sending messages. That’s all I can say. You have to understand, some people’s networks are very powerful. I don’t know your situation, but if you’ve got connections, you’d better use them fast. If you don’t..."

He didn’t finish the rest, but Su Qing understood what he meant. The other side had both money and power; they were not ordinary people and their leverage was considerable. In cases like this, for them, suppressing it might not be easy, but it was far from impossible.

And this was even considering that both Su Qing and Shen Yi had money. If they were just regular people, it might be even easier.

"I understand. Thanks, Uncle Lin."

Just as the two were talking, a young man swaggered out of the bureau. It was Tang Tianyu, and close behind him was none other than Lawyer Han, who had just finished up.

Seeing Su Qing, Tang Tianhao seemed to recognize who he was and took an interest, walking over to Su Qing.

"Yo, and who might this be? You must be that bitch’s husband, right? Gotta say, your wife’s not bad-looking, just doesn’t know what’s good for her."

As he spoke, Tang Tianhao glanced at Lin Chengcai, then leaned close to Su Qing’s ear and sneered, "You don’t even know your own weight, and you dare call the cops on me? So what? I went in this morning and I’m out by afternoon. What can you do to me?

Kid, this isn’t over. Your home’s in Jiang City, right? Let’s see what happens."

[Your act of calling the police made him feel humiliated. He now bears a grudge against you and is preparing to retaliate]

Hearing such a naked threat, a cold gleam flashed in Su Qing’s eyes. The intent was obvious: he’d started targeting Su Qing’s family. Since that was the case, then no one would walk away.

Su Qing spoke:

"Perfect. I wasn’t planning to let this go so easily anyway. Besides... my driving skills aren’t that great. If I accidentally hit someone, that’d be bad."

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