Ling Lingling, a law student with the dream of buying a house, almost became an "unemployed vagrant in the legal field" after graduation.
After a lot of hard work, she finally found a job - working as an assistant in a small law firm that was on the verge of bankruptcy and had only one lawyer.
On the third day of work, bad news came: the opposing law firm wanted to poach its only client, and that client was the law firm's bread and butter!
In order not to lose her job and to prevent the law firm from closing down, Ling Lingling was forced to accept a "glorious mission":
Settled in a client company and became an ordinary resident lawyer.
From drafting contracts to mediating disputes, from dealing with difficult customers to rescuing bosses,
Faced with colleagues blaming others, customers making things difficult, and rivals poaching,
With a meager salary, Ling Lingling cared about the hearts of her partners and used legal "weapons" to protect her shaky job.
On this turbulent career road,
She just wanted to look up to the sky and scream: I just want to work and buy an apartment, why is it so difficult!
Intention: I promised to be a lawyer, but why did I become an agency?
Reader comments
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I read "On the Pond" many years ago, and then I found "Baguette", but I haven't seen any new articles since then. I have never forgotten it, and recently I discovered by chance that the author is still writing articles, and this article can be considered to have been written recently. It is really a surprise. I don't know if there are other articles over the years. It's really not easy to keep writing, especially it's even more difficult to stick to your original intention and not follow the trend to cater to the market. Come on!
When I first started watching it, I didn't know I would shed so many tears. Those pains of bone scraping and cramping were expressed so gently. It's like seeing a quiet clear pool. I can't imagine how the mountain water is flying and stirring. It may flow down the cliff, or it may rush through the stone wall. I can't imagine what kind of road they walked to get here. I read "On the Pond" many years ago, and then I found "Baguette", but I haven't seen any new articles since then. I have never forgotten it, and recently I discovered by chance that the author is still writing articles, and this article can be considered to have been written recently. It is really a surprise. I don't know if there are other articles over the years. It's really not easy to keep writing, especially it's even more difficult to stick to your original intention and not follow the trend to cater to the market. Come on!
Bedtime cookies! Nice!