Having finished speaking, Old Tang picked up his briefcase and left.
"The president of the Lawyers Association isn't me, Tang Fangjing. If you're not happy, go talk to the Lawyers Association; what's the point in complaining to an ordinary lawyer like me?"
"Do you really think that by helping someone with an administrative lawsuit, you can get the Lawyers Association to kick me out?"
"It doesn't matter. If Old Cheng can't withstand the pressure and goes along with whatever, it's fine by me. I'm not afraid of making a big fuss; we'll see who gets cold feet then."
Behind him, the deputy director sighed. Though Lawyer Tang seemed frail, he dared not resort to other tactics.
At most, he would make a complaint to the Jingzhou Lawyers Association, but their stance was firm—they would rather stop promoting themselves in Jingnan County and support Tang Fangjing instead, which was downright ridiculous!