章節 13: Restaurant encounter
For the firm's boss, Jessica, the fourteen legal consultant contracts on the table were like a nuclear bomb, both shocking and troublesome.
Shockingly, thirteen of them came from the founders of the fastest-rising Internet companies in the United States, and the remaining one was a little-known hope fund with a stock value of one billion US dollars.
They all chose Martin Scott, the junior attorney, as their legal counsel and attorney.
The total contract value is more than 26 million US dollars.
Not to mention the companies behind these founders, if they can get it all done, the amount of the contract will cause a small earthquake in the legal industry.
The trouble is, what about Martin Scott?
According to the firm's regulations, from the perspective of the contract amount alone, Martin is enough to be promoted to a senior partner.
But after all, he is only a newcomer who has only been in the company for a week, and just being promoted to management is likely to cause shocks within the company.
Jessica found senior partners Harvey and Louis. The three of them hid in the office for a day to discuss, then called Martin over to chat, and finally came up with a more reasonable plan.
Martin is officially promoted to Senior Attorney at Pearson Hardman LLP.
The commission for personal entrustment increased from 40% to 60%, and the commission for corporate legal affairs increased from 30% to 50%.
In other words, these fourteen contracts can bring Martin $15 million in legal income in the next year.
If this performance can be stabilized within two years and a breakthrough can be made in the corporate consultancy contract, Martin will be directly promoted to senior partner after two years, enjoying a 5% dividend of the firm's shares.
Martin has no objection to this.
He knew in his heart that if it weren't for the brand of a top firm, Pearson Hardman, the founders would rather give him money and shares than give him the legal affairs that are related to their lives.
Business is business!
This is also the reason why Martin has so many high-quality corporate customers, but did not go out and do it alone.
The legal affairs of the rich and big companies are usually more complicated and involve a lot of content and projects, and it is not something that a lawyer can handle.
Now that he was promoted, Martin also moved from a small office on the 16th floor to a large office on the 18th floor. He was on the same floor as senior partners Harvey Spector and Louis Little. The boss Jessica is one level shorter.
Martin is pleased with the symbolic promotion.
With clients on hand, Martin has become a lot more busy, which made him leave work after twelve o'clock in the morning for the first time.
After catching a taxi, Martin originally wanted to go to Queens, but suddenly felt a little hungry, and suddenly he was moved and reported the Williamsburg restaurant in Brooklyn.
The streets here are still a little messy, and the crowds are either hippie junkies or scantily clad street girls. There is a street girl who feels good about herself. She stepped forward and put her hands on Martin's $4,000. stroking lightly on her suit.
"Baby, I'm yours tonight, for free..."
Martin shook his head and took a step back: "Wake up, it's been almost 20 years since "Pretty Woman" was released..."
"Pretty Woman with the Moon" tells the love story of a young rich man and a street girl. It's a great movie, but it's too fairy tale.
Martin walked into the Williamsburg restaurant with his hands in his pockets amid the unwilling cursing of the street girl.
The first thing I saw was an old black cashier with DJ headphones on the left side of the door.
"Hey! Look who's here, Prince Legolas! I'd love to show you how standard a black hand kiss is if it hadn't been for the second stage of diabetes that made me shake the toilet several times.. …"
Legolas is the name of the elf prince in The Lord of the Rings, known for his elegant and refined appearance.
Martin accepted the compliment with a smile, raised his fist and said, "I like you, man. I'm Martin!"
"Earl, a black cashier who has released a rap record." The old cashier happily bumped his fist: "Advice from the black brother, you'd better sit on the deck over there, after all that newcomer The blond can't figure out the difference between chips and chips..."
"The blond you mentioned should be my friend." Martin winked strangely.
"Damn it! I knew sooner or later I would be shot and killed for speaking ill of others behind their backs!"
Earl made an embarrassed gesture of resignation.
"Don't worry about it, Earl!" Martin smiled and waved his hand. "Trust me, I know better than you how unreliable she is. Thank you for your advice. It's always right to listen to the elders."
After greeting, Martin sat down on an empty booth.
A waitress with black hair and big breasts came over, threw a menu on the table casually, then picked up a pen and said, "Do you want to order now?"
Martin glanced at her badge. "Max Black?"
"Are you trying to prove that your sapphire blue pupils didn't sink into my darlings?" Max squeezed his hands on purpose, "Although your expensive handmade coat that can only be dry cleaned makes me a little uncomfortable, but In the face of that sexy chin and Adam's apple, I'd be happy to give you a favor."
"Next time I'll ask you out in a second-hand T-shirt." Martin teased, and handed back the menu without looking at it: "A beef burger, more vegetables if you can, and a french fries, A glass of Diet Coke..."
"You're a regular at the restaurant," Max said as he recorded, "but I've never seen you..."
"Just don't want to worry about the boring question of what to eat tonight." Martin smiled. "Time is money, my friend!"
"I can see why you smell like green ink."
Max rolled his eyes at Martin, trotted all the way to the back kitchen, handed the list to Oleg, who was staring at her, and then pulled Caroline, who was also a waitress, and said excitedly, "You know what? Here comes a super sexy and humorous handsome guy."
Caroline wasn't interested at all: "The last time you described it was Earl..."
"Earl is the love of my life!" Max replied, pulling Caroline to the front desk: "See, it's the guy in the haute couture suit."
"Martin?"
Caroline glanced casually, UU reading www.uukanshu.com couldn't help exclaiming, pulled Max and quickly squatted under the front desk, then pouted her butt and looked out.
"Is he a killer sent by a drug lord who was swindled out of money by your father?"
Max asked in surprise.
Caroline fiddled with her fingers anxiously: "We used to roll the sheets a few times... well, once at work the other day... He was also after his father was arrested. The only friend willing to help me...except you, of course!"
"It's just a runner, why do you act like you've seen a ghost?" Max asked with a frown
"I don't want him to see me wearing this ugly and stupid waiter uniform!" Caroline tugged at her clothes angrily: "For me, it's the same super big deal as my father's arrest. disaster!"
"Instead of caring about the image, look forward to his tip." Max stood up speechlessly: "Go and say hello, so you can afford Li Bao's long-stemmed carrots."
"I'd rather see him naked now!" Caroline was particularly stubborn.
"Are you sure you want to satisfy Oleg's fantasies?" Max smiled strangely: "Remind him, he's looking at the self-satisfaction under your skirt..."
Caroline turned her head and saw that Oleg, the chef of the restaurant, was lying on the kitchen window staring at her buttocks, her right hand moving quickly back and forth under the table...
Caroline stood up with an exclamation, put her hands behind her skirt, and stared at Oleg angrily and helplessly.
Max sighed and pulled Caroline around to face the booth outside.
Martin is smiling and waving to this side.
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