In summer, torrential rains pour down.
The glass windows of the law firm's upper floors were washed into a chaotic gray.
The digital clock on the wall struck 10:00, making a crisp ticking sound.
Yan Jili raised his head from behind his desk and looked at the middle-aged man sobbing on the sofa opposite him, his thin lips pressed into a sharp line.
"Mr. Shen, your time is up."
He rose, standing like a lone pine tree in the snow.
The black suit accentuated his slender waist, his tall and imposing figure stood out, and his Adam's apple was faintly visible through the dark patterned tie.
Extreme restraint and coldness.
Even the pale fingertips lightly resting on the table exuded a powerful and oppressive aura.
Shen Yi'an's crying grew louder.
"Yan Jili, I'm still your father's friend, can't you even spare a little time?"
Yan Jili walked up to him and lowered his gaze slightly.
He has deep-set eyes.
His pupils were jet black, with a cold, grayish, glassy texture. The corners of his eyes were upturned but lacked any softness. When he looked at people, it was as if a layer of frosted glass covered his eyes, blocking out all warmth.
His eyebrows were sharp and pointed, and even the corners of his lips were slightly downturned.
He just stared at him.
Shen Yi'an shuddered inexplicably.
“Our law firm doesn’t do charity.” Yan Jili glanced at the pile of documents in front of Shen Yi’an.
His thin lips parted slightly.
Every word he uttered was precise and cold.
“Three months ago, your illegal acquisition led to a break in the capital chain. Four days ago, the shareholders collectively withdrew their investment. Yesterday, the court accepted the bankruptcy liquidation order for Shen’s Group.”
"It's too late for you to come looking for me now."
Shen Yi'an stood up tremblingly, "If we were to ask someone else, it would be too late, but you are Yan Jili!"
"You've never lost a case!"
"If you help me this once, I'm willing to pay any amount of reward!"
"Besides, our two families arranged a marriage between our children when we were little, you and my daughter..."
“Mr. Shen.” Yan Jili suddenly raised his hand.
With his well-defined fingers suspended in mid-air, Shen Yi'an met his gaze and felt as if she had been cut by an icy scalpel, immediately falling silent in fear.
He never expected this.
I never imagined that one day I would be so frightened by a junior.
"Are you going out by yourself, or do you want me to find someone to take you?" Yan Jili asked.
Polite words.
It exudes a strong sense of threat and coldness.
He pressed the secretary's call button.
Shen Yi'an followed the male secretary out dejectedly.
He only answered the phone with a frown when he reached the corner of the corridor.
"Wife, waaaaah... Yan Jili is such a stubborn rock! He just won't budge no matter what, and... I've been kicked out again..."
"Our family is truly finished this time..."
"What are we going to do with our little one? Waaah... We can bear it, but she can't suffer with us..."
"Useless! Useless!" Shang Qijing cursed on the other end of the phone. "I knew you couldn't do it, and I had to step in."
Just you wait!
"Yan Jili doesn't want to save our family, but he has no choice but to!"
She glanced at Shen Zhiyi, who was chatting and laughing with Grandma Yan not far away, and chuckled, "Our precious little girl is so lucky to him!"
"Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river."
"Sooner or later, Yan Jili will have to kneel down and serve tea to us!"
Shen Yi'an was stunned.
Yan Jili knelt down... offered him tea, and called him "Dad"?!
He imagined that scene.
I felt horrified, but at the same time, I couldn't help but smile.
"Honey, we still need you..."
He had just hung up the phone when Yan Jili's cell phone rang.
"Hello? Grandma." He glanced at his watch indifferently. "I have a meeting this afternoon, so I won't be home for lunch."
"Meetings, meetings, meetings! All you ever do is hold meetings!" Grandma Yan snapped. "If you don't come back to see me today, I'll find a cemetery and lie down in it myself tomorrow!"
"Anyway, I'm an old man, useless now, and my words carry no weight. I might as well die sooner rather than later, so as not to bother you or delay your meetings!"
"Grandma, what are you saying?" Yan Jili pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Okay, I'll go over for lunch."
He hung up the phone.
He instructed his secretary to cancel all afternoon appointments.
He strode towards the office door.
As you pass through the outer office area, the sounds of keyboard typing and conversation abruptly cease.
All the employees held their breath.
His back was ramrod straight, and he didn't even dare to breathe.
“Lawyer Yan,” the secretary said solemnly as he followed him, “in the last case, the lawyer who handled the case made two mistakes in the data and missed a key piece of evidence, which led to the loss of the case.”
"What do you think... we should do?"
Yan Jili didn't even raise an eyebrow. "Deduct 30% of the quarterly performance bonus."
He stopped and looked around.
"Law firms don't employ idle people."
"If you make this kind of silly mistake again, write your own resignation letter."
The entire room fell silent.
The oppressive atmosphere only gradually dissipated as the elevator doors slowly closed.
Everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads.
"The Great Demon King's power has reached a new level..."
"Fortunately, the team wasn't punished this time..."
"The afternoon meeting has been canceled? Great, it postpones my death. I'll report back tomorrow..."
"Luckily, we have plenty of money, otherwise who could afford to be so stingy?"
...
The rain intensified.
Yan Jili looked out the car window at the dense rain curtain, a sense of irritation creeping into his heart.
He understands his grandmother.
It's definitely not just about eating.
The Yan family's old residence.
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