At the entrance of Oriental Tower on Meiwa Street in the South Precinct, the seal on the transparent glass doors was unusually eye-catching.

As a number of onlookers watched them, a few staff members from relevant departments stood guard with cold sweats.

What made them so hard-pressed were not the onlookers but the middle-aged man dressed in a suit who stood not far away from the Tower's entrance.

"Mr. Quincy...," One of the middle-aged staff members said stutteringly, "the way we enforced the law yesterday was in complete accordance with the relevant regulation systems..."

"I know."

Henry Quincy was a lawyer in Paramount. He was good at taking relevant departments to court, and he would win cases more than he lost them. He was listed as one of those who should not be provoked by the heads of those departments.

He took a file from his assistant behind him. He glanced at it casually, and there was a sliver of disdain at the corner of his mouth. "I could easily find three or four loopholes and sue you for abuse of power when you sealed the Tower shut, but that's not within my job scope."

Hearing this, those staff members couldn't help but let out a gentle sigh of relief. But what Henry

said next made their expressions change abruptly and made them anxious.

"But since I'm standing here now, don't think that you can easily tear down the seal on the entrance of this Tower," Henry said bossily, sounding like a lawyer.




















On one side, looking at the group of guys who were high and mighty yesterday but now trembling like quails, Richard couldn't help but swing his arm gently at Franklin. He said excitedly in a soft tone, "Mr. Lynch, how much did you spend to hire a respected expert like Mr. Quincy?"

Franklin, who was feeling a little distracted, answered in a daze, "Mr. Ramirez, would you believe me if I said I didn't know myself?"

To be honest, he was very surprised when he saw Henry at first. He never imagined that the person arranged by his son to deal with the Tower being sealed shut was a great lawyer that everyone in Paramount knew.

The staff members from relevant departments, who were finding fault with them yesterday and forcefully sealed his Tower shut, were now like grandchildren who were meeting their grandfather when faced with Mr. Quincy. Seeing this, Franklin felt as if he drank a sweet, cold drink on a hot day. Not only did it feel good, but it also tasted so sweet.

"You're going to take down the seal just like that and not follow any procedures. What unpredictable changes in policy. It's utterly despicable!" Henry shook the file in his hand.

"Mr. Quincy..." One of the staff members there with the most work experience had a submissive but bitter expression on his face.
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