A white Rolls-Royce stopped next to him, its wheels running over the water on the ground, and the sewage splashed onto his trouser legs and the lid of the thermos bucket.
Chang Lin took a step back in shock, and Zhu Jie supported her.
The car door opened, and a man in a white suit stepped out with a cigar in his mouth. He tilted his head and looked at Zhu Jie like a stray dog crawling out of the sewer.
Wang Tianming.
He smiled, showing two rows of shining white teeth: "Hey, isn't this the 'Innocent Lawyer' Zhu Jie?
Out?
Three years is fast enough. "
Zhu Jie said nothing and pulled Chang Lin aside.
Wang Tianming followed up in a few steps and raised his voice: "I'm serious, Zhu Jie, stop being so airy.
If you come to my company as a security guard, I will give you a salary of 4,500 per month, including lunch.
It's much better than going out to pick up trash, trust me! "
People gathered around.
Reporters held up their mobile phones and flashed their lights.
Someone was laughing: "Is it him?
The one who committed perjury on behalf of others and got himself imprisoned? "
"Tsk, isn't his dad angry to death?
