CHAPTER 480: CHAPTER 198: SHE TAKES RESPONSIBILITY (3)

However, these days, Su Ziceng seemed to have taken no further action besides running back and forth. Last night, she secretly brought back a large stack of documents from the Su Family, and according to Uncle Da Gen, she has been examining those documents from last night until now.

Pello also reviewed those documents; they were all integration materials of past data from Su’s Mining. Jinxi Mining had already become taboo; does Su Ziceng still intend to find opportunities here? Pello wanted to tell her that all of this is impracticable.

At this moment, Su Ziceng was in a state similar to preparing for a French exam, her mind treating the affairs of the Su Family as swirling vortices that kept spinning and expanding. She knew she couldn’t multitask. First, she was in the very center of these vortices and needed to find a way to control the trend of the vortices’ expansion. Second, she had to stop the vortices from spinning. Finally, she could fill each of the vortices one by one.

"I need to make a trip to the city government, Pello, please help me contact this lawyer," Su Ziceng took out a law magazine, an inconspicuous one readily available at street stalls.

The lawyer Su Ziceng referred to was not the famous gold-medal lawyer listed on the magazine’s front page but an unknown lawyer who had written an inconspicuous article in the magazine.

"Sure," Pello did not ask Su Ziceng why she wanted to contact this lawyer named "Chen Jiachun," "Do you need me to accompany you?"

Her visit to the city government must be to discuss the mine closure issue with government officials. Su Ziceng had never dealt with government officials at official events, and Pello felt it necessary to go with her. Contacting this obscure Lawyer Chen was not a big deal.

"No need, Pello, stay here and contact this lawyer named Chen Jiachun immediately. Though he is not yet famous, he is notorious for having a difficult temper. I am not very confident in persuading him myself, but I can rest assured if you handle it," Su Ziceng also knew that law firms, big or small, would not take a case from the Su Family, but there are always some who will take unconventional paths; Lawyer Chen Jiachun is one of them.

Chen Jiachun, originally from Bashu, although a lawyer, preferred not to stick to his duties. After more than ten years in the profession, he was still a general lawyer. His fame came from a court case five years later—a sensational corruption case in the country. A conscientious teacher and educator who served for more than thirty years was about to retire when he embezzled more than three hundred thousand to build a Hope Primary School in his poor native hometown in the Northwest. The case shocked the nation, and even Su Ziceng, who seldom read newspapers, noticed this case.

The socialites of Mo City also rarely showed their conscience. After the old educator was given a lenient sentence, they initiated a charity donation to build a school in that northwestern town. If I remember correctly, that donation was initiated by Wen Mai Xue, and Lawyer Chen Jiachun attended on behalf of the ill educator to accept the donation.

"But you going to the city government alone..." Pello, looking at that article authored by Chen Jiachun, couldn’t see anything extraordinary about it, wondering why Su Ziceng was so sure this man would take her case.

"Don’t worry, I’ll be fine," Su Ziceng, full of confidence, seemed unfazed even by Mo City’s bureaucrats, and even her previously overwhelmed shoulders relaxed a bit.

Before leaving the Wine Shop, Su Ziceng did not forget to say to Uncle Da Gen: "Uncle Da Gen, remember to prepare a good bottle of wine, we’ll celebrate when I return."

Uncle Da Gen and Pello watched Su Ziceng walk out, wondering what could be worth celebrating at this hour.

Su Ziceng got into the car, and in order to avoid being noticed by the media, she had specifically switched to an inconspicuous domestic car at Han Fang’s place. When the car stopped under the city government building, Su Ziceng leaned her head on the steering wheel, took a deep breath, picked up the prepared documents, and walked towards the city government building. (To be continued. If you like this book, please vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets on Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation.)