Zhang Feng knew in his heart that his father was unwilling to come into contact with some dark things, and he also understood that both the father and son were trapped too deeply, even though he could gain greater trust from Li Changheng.

But as Zhang Tianzhi once said, ten years or twenty years later, it may not be a good thing.

Li Changheng glanced at Zhang Feng who was standing outside the private room obediently, and Zhang Tianzhi who was guarding the fax machine himself, couldn't help but smile.

Lao Zhang is only 44 years old, and his physical fitness has not declined much in the past ten years. With his physical condition, he can stay with him for at least a dozen or twenty years.

Based on the principle that the less people know, the safer the secret, Zhang Feng was just an administrative assistant, in addition to protecting him.

Ten or twenty years later, Angela and Louis began to come into contact with family business. Zhang Feng was only in his 40s at that time. It is very likely that he would have some thoughts of looking down on Angela and Louis because of his old qualifications.

This is not what Li Changheng is willing to see, or maybe it is fatal.

He nodded to Zhang Tianzhi, "Just let Afeng help me deal with the company's affairs in the future."

Zhang Tianzhi indeed showed a grateful expression, and Li Changheng smiled and patted Lao Zhang's arm.

Then I took the information and scanned it for a while, and frowned again after reading it.

The old guy named Turner actually signed the confession letter. The pistol found on the scene was full of his fingerprints, and the one who used Glock.

Looking at Zhang Tianzhi, he said, "Help me contact the lawyer, I will hold a conference call with them in two hours."

Zhang Tianzhi took the information handed over by Li Changheng. After Li Changheng returned to the private room, he picked up the satellite phone and called New York.

When Li Changheng returned to the private room, he saw Angela lying in Ruan Mei's arms, but her little head kept looking at the door of the private room.

When I saw my father come back, I waved my hand with a smile and turned back to watch Cantonese opera.

And Li Changheng's daughter's actions suddenly became warm.

He walked to Ruan Mei and sat down, carried Angela over and kissed her in the face, and whispered, "Dad, can you take you to have a midnight snack later?"

Angela, who was not worried about whether she was fat or not, immediately nodded suddenly, but Ruan Mei complained, "No, Angela has obviously eaten too much in recent times. I don't think that after she returned to London, her mommy complained that I was indulging her."

Angela immediately pouted and hugged Li Changheng's neck pitifully, "Dad, I'm so hungry now."

Li Changheng shrugged, "I'll make you fruit pudding when you get home, add more fruits and less milk, and the taste should be good."

The child’s thinking is quite simple. He wants to eat it for a midnight snack, but fruit pudding is also her favorite.

However, the little guy also had his own little plan. After thinking about it, he smiled and said, "Then Daddy will call back now, so that I won't be too late to go home, and I'll fall asleep on the road."

These words immediately made Li Changheng and Ruan Mei laugh.

After arriving at home at around 9 pm, Angela certainly didn't bother Li Changheng if she had food.

When I went to wash with Ruan Mei after dinner, Li Changheng came to the study and sat on the lounge chair and called New York on a satellite phone.

“Good evening, boss.”

Several familiar voices came, and Li Changheng was not long-winded, "How is Francis doing now?"

"Mr. Wood's mood is not enough, but it's already 9 a.m. in New York. This matter cannot be hidden. It will be difficult for him in the next few days.

But the problem now is that he firmly supports his father.

It is still possible to avoid sharp problems and choose to express your attitude after the investigation of the case has a clear conclusion."

Grill

Li Changheng refused to argue about this. If he was on one side of himself, he was on the throne of president, and it was really not easy to choose.

But if he really wants to choose, he should still choose his own father.

But Francis is a veteran politician, and he knows what he is thinking in his mind at this moment and in the future.

However, Li Changheng knew very well that it was right to give the responsibility to his competitors first.

"Let the media use metaphor and suggestive means to pull the donkey's candidate into this trouble, and it is best to find the other party's fault.

If not, start with his relatives and muddle the water before talking about it.”

"I understand, boss."

The members of the lawyers' committee were not at all burdened with this.

Unless you are a saint, even if it's just a speeding ticket, your neighbor complains that his dog is too noisy, has been to a undressing bar, and travels to Las Vegas.

Even having trivial matters such as quarrels with others, the lawyer team has a way to let the media do special topics to follow up the report.

And even if things are small, if you accumulate small amounts, it will easily cause many people to feel disgusted.

After all, in daily life, people always encounter some daily trivial matters that make them angry or even angry.

Then Li Changheng said again, "Who knows the Carona inspector?"

"Boss, you can actually authorize this to us."

Li Changheng was stunned and then laughed. In the United States, lawyers can be said to be the cradle or foundation of politicians.

Whether it is the total barrels that live in the White House, the members of the Senate and House of Representatives, the judicial system, numerous government agencies, and even the military, the proportion of lawyer-born officials is the highest.

Moreover, in the American judicial system, one must first be a lawyer to be qualified to become a prosecutor and judge.

"It is best to find a rookie to be a prosecutor before the prosecutor takes over the case and encounter something that can distract him."

Lawyers couldn't help laughing when they heard this. Women, famous law firms or legal departments of large groups, can make their salaries ten times lower than those of private lawyers, and inspectors who have dozens of times less focused on the case.

Once distracted, it will lead to mistakes or ignore some details.

American law is a favorable system for defendants. As long as there is doubt, the evidence will not be accepted by the court, and the jury may even feel that the prosecutor is wasting time.

That's not all. In order to maintain his winning rate, the prosecutor will make a deal with the defendant's lawyer 100%.

Give up the felony crime, change from murder to manslaughter, or simply use illegal possession of guns to close the case.

It is likely that the crime that could have been sentenced to decades or even hundreds of years would be released from prison after only three or five years of work.

This is not an isolated case, but a common phenomenon.

In the minds of the people of the Celestial Empire, if you kill my daughter and son, I don’t want you to compensate you, but for American lawyers and prosecutions, they only care about the interests of customers and their own interests.

If you make a prosecutor with murder, the murderer may be found guilty and released in court.

As for Sifa's justice, this is their justice.

But after all, it is the system reason. The US prosecution is not a fool, but the law stipulates this. Many times they have no choice but to compromise.
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