Lin Zhi, the leading case-judgment queen in the civil courts, has the highest case closure rate every year, and is known as the "gavel without emotion."
"A gavel without emotions?" Lin Zhi listened to Gu Pan's words, took off his rimless glasses, and pinched his eyebrows: "Why do you think so?".
"Because you don't fall in love, you bang the gavel in court every day, and then say righteously, 'Reject the plaintiff's other claims, and now the court is closed.' After one year, your case closing figures are frighteningly high."
"It's good to be alone." Lin Zhi looked at the photo of himself putting on the robe for the first time on the table, closing his eyes and thinking.
Lin Zhi doesn't fall in love. In addition to being indifferent to watching the plaintiff and defendant go to court over various matters every day, another reason is that she had her first love in college.
"Why? Isn't it bad to have a partner? We have to face so many emotionally hurtful things every day. We are not allowed to go home and hug the person we like and act coquettishly to recharge our batteries."
"Falling in love is not as good as you think," Lin Zhi said, breaking Gu Pan's fantasy.
Lin Zhi also thought that she would live alone and with cases like this, until she met a person-Song Yuan.
Song Yuan, the crown prince of the Song Group, everyone thought that he would inherit the family business and live up to the expectations of the older generation. However, Song Yuan did not take the ordinary path. Instead, he formed a team of his own and hung out in bars with no knowledge or skills.
In the bar, Song Yuan, who was sitting in a booth, drank all the wine in his hand, raised his eyebrows and said: "It's a big adventure, you set the conditions."
Qi Nian looked at Lin Zhi who was not far away: "Go and ask for WeChat."
Song Yuan looked at Lin Zhi drinking lemonade at the bar and smiled: "Just using WeChat is not a challenge."
Song Yuan ordered a glass of whiskey from the bartender and handed it to Lin Zhi: "It's boring to come to the bar and just drink lemonade. After drinking this glass of wine, go back to the room with me."
Lin Zhi frowned slightly, took the last sip of lemonade, and opened his lips: "Forget the wine, Article 1010 of the Civil Code is my answer," and left without looking back.
Song Yuan looked at the whiskey. The light brown whiskey was paired with boiled water and had clear layers. Song Yuan picked up the glass, shook it well and drank it all in one gulp: "Still a Fatiao sister."
Many years later at night, Song Yuan blocked the door of Lin Zhi's house, locked him in his arms, and spoke condescendingly: "Lin Zhi, fulfill Article 1046 of the Civil Code with me."
"Young Master Song, are you proposing to me?" Lin Zhi looked at the man in front of him.
"Well, marry me."
Philosophy: Lin Zhi, who lives a routine life, encounters an accident. Song Yuan, who hangs out in bars, meets someone who is willing to make changes.
