"Great! The Little Daoist speaks exactly the words I wish to say, so satisfying!"
"What’s wrong? Is the old man’s request too excessive? Certainly not."
"Dragon Country’s richest man, huh? I’ll go ask him for a small target right now. He has so many, giving one won’t kill him!"
"Tang Niu Inequality, nailed it! Using formulas to solve problems is quick. Thanks again to our Boxer, this gratitude cos from the heart, without any sarcasm."
...
The older won around were still reserved, but the young Incense Burner didn’t care one bit, speaking with sarcasm.
They dare not beco beacons that gather people, but when a beacon appears, they will certainly follow the light.
Seeing the crowd making fun of him, the old man finally got a bit panicked: "Why does this have anything to do with you all?"
What’s the relation?
Ning An smiled, indeed it had nothing to do with him.
In fact, this matter was unrelated to everyone except those involved.
But sorry, in front of you is a nation that loses its great honor for small etiquette, a nation that shalessly steals fire, a nation that is savage yet well-dressed...
Just as the old man was filled with anxiety, Wang Sheng stepped in.
"Stop shouting!"
"Children supporting their parents is written in the constitution. This is our nation’s fundantal law. Are you trying to defy the law, challenge it?"
"He’s her father, she’s supposed to support him, it’s only natural, that’s none of your business!"
"Shout again and see if I don’t record all of you!"
A young Incense Burner stiffened his neck, his veins bulging, looking extrely angry.
"Damn it! Don’t think you can scare us by talking about law and constitution!"
"Did you pop out from a rock? Can’t you empathize! If she were you, in her position, what would you think, what would you do!!!"
"She’s his daughter, true, but did he ever treat his own won as humans?"
"Throwing a naked baby into a dumpster in winter, and sending his grown woman to be a prostitute, is this a father?"
"If it were you, would you support a father like that, take care of him till his last day?"
The soul-searching question left Wang Sheng silent.
The young man still felt unsatisfied, spat in the old man’s direction, muttering complaints: "Knowing the situation, I should have brought a stocking, gone up and given him a slap."
The words weren’t loud, but enough for everyone to hear.
Everyone smiled knowingly.
"Hahaha, is this professionalism or what? I must donate to you personally, so we can get sothing upscale, maybe a head covering."
"Good, good, so people seem to put on a mask while actually taking it off, hilarious."
"I don’t care what this young man’s profession is, just for those two sentences he said, if he robs a bank, I’ll join in as a hostage."
"And have him put sothing in your pocket too, huh? Scumbag, ugh!"
...
To be fair, the old man survived so long because of his ntality, face matters less than money.
"Wang Sheng! You’re the diator! Don’t let them sway you!"
"The constitution is our fundantal law, children supporting parents is written in the law!"
"If she doesn’t support and doesn’t follow the judgnt, the court will enforce it..."
Before he could finish, the young man cut him off again:
"Wow, you’re impressive, rembering all this at your age, you must’ve worked hard at it."
"No problem, go ahead and sue, if you win, I’ll take your surna."
"Did you think I wasted my ti inside? A big brother there taught , the law is one thing, reality another."
"True judicial practice doesn’t go by the book; it considers all circumstances to determine a situation. You, committing heinous cris against your daughter, still want her to care for you till the end?"
"I think you’re a wild boar climbing a tree—delusional!"
The old man’s face flushed, yet he stubbornly retorted: "So what? I’ve checked, the statute of limitations is over, I..."
"So, you think you’re above cri, that no criminal facts exist, and even in court, she’d still be forced to care for you?"
The young man scoffed, "Old man, clearly you have soone advising you, but they didn’t tell you that while the statute of limitations may be over, her condition is evidence."
"Go back and tell your advisor to read less and observe society more. Truly, ignorance is fearless, forgetting basic judicial practices, aren’t you?"
When the young man finished, many had already pulled out their phones to search what judicial practice was.
Even Ning An turned to look at him, eyes filled with surprise.
Well, well, well, no wonder he honed his skills in prison, his speech is unique.
Most people’s understanding of the law stops at knowing whether sothing is illegal, possibly illegal, or certainly not illegal.
Not to ntion judicial practice; ensuring they don’t break laws daily is the limit for most.
Many college students, even if aware of judicial practice, likely don’t understand it like this young man does.
After Googling judicial practice, the livestream viewers were thoroughly impressed.
"Wow, indeed, the environnt inside nurtures people. No wonder they say ’Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon’ inside, no exaggeration at all."
"Who would’ve thought a spirited young man, speaking so properly like an official, educating others on the law."
"He’s a genius! I’ve been pondering how to sell rock sugar as sothing else for huge profits without facing the death penalty, and his words just sparked my mind!"
"Rock sugar? Huge profits? Spring idiot, what exactly are you selling!"
...
The old man snorted, ceased speaking, but the sly glint in his eye remained.
Beside him, Wang Sheng’s face darkened upon seeing this.
The diation must strive for a quick resolution; no more instability allowed!
Picking up the phone, he frowned: "Hello, Dad, what’s up? I’m working, please don’t call during work hours, the boss will think I’m slacking off."
A strong voice laughed and scolded: "You rascal, as if I don’t know your job usually has no boss during work hours, aren’t you the boss? Don’t try to fool !"
Wang Sheng glanced at Ning An, his tone calm: "Dad, is there sothing? If not, once I finish diating this, I’ll call you back."
Silence on the other end.
Everyone thought the call had ended, but then, a slightly weary voice spoke: "Sheng, you know, you’re not my biological son..."
Wang Sheng cut him off sharply: "Dad, if you keep saying this, I’ll get upset and hang up. I’ve said it before, you’re my real dad, and nobody can change that!"
A sigh ca from the other end, but the voice continued: "Sheng, I know you’re a devoted child, but Dad isn’t your biological father. I know, although you don’t say it, you’re probably curious, as no child wishes to be a rootless drifter."
Hearing this, Wang Sheng fell silent. After half a minute, he spoke hoarsely: "Dad, it’s all in the past, it’s all in the past..."
"Sheng!" The voice on the other end suddenly grew in intensity, "All these years, Dad has been looking for your biological father! Heaven rewards the diligent; just now, the hospital’s results ca in, Dad found your birth father!"
What?
For a mont, Wang Sheng was dumbfounded, anxiety creeping into his heart:
"No, Dad, are you Sherlock Hols? After all these years, how did you find him?"
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