Liu Qingshan entertains these compatriots who are righteous and helpful in an old tavern in Chinatown, Luocheng.

He handed over the mountain delicacies and wild game he brought to the restaurant chef to help process it, and the old gentlemen praised it.

However, at the end, Liu Qingshan expressed his gratitude to the old gentlemen in a tactful manner, saying that when needed, he would be more troublesome.

Everyone was a little puzzled, and Mr. Zhao pondered for a while, then looked happy: "My friend Qingshan, has it already been done to deal with it?"

Liu Qingshan smiled and picked up the wine glass: "I'll give you another cup to you, seniors."

Three days later, the Luocheng District Court finally held a trial on Liu Qingshan's case.

Liu Qingshan is no stranger to this place. He came here a few years ago when he was suing the US National Security Agency.

The court building is still majestic, but Liu Qingshan knows that this does not mean absolute fairness.

His team is not very large. In addition to his second sister Liu Yinfeng, he is also surrounded by Xiao Li, Adrian of Earth Network and Chambers of the Film Company, and a lawyer, which is simple.

However, at the entrance of the court, Liu Qingshan saw a huge news media, all holding long guns and short cannons, and it seemed that there were hundreds of people.

This case can be said to have alarmed the entire American media and received great attention.

There are even TV companies that directly broadcast live.

Linda worked for the broadcaster company. After seeing Liu Qingshan get off the car, Linda held up the microphone and met: "Hello, Mr. Mount, we're meeting again."

Liu Qingshan was wearing a Chinese stand-up collar, with a tall figure and a smile, calmly: "Hello, Linda, it seems that I am very popular."

"Of course, after all, only Mr. Mountain is currently the only one who can owe such a huge debt."

Linda said seriously, and she felt that Mr. Mounting had given up on resistance, so she was a little angry that she was not the omnipotent and fearless Mr. Mounting in her mind.

"Mr. Mountain, are you ready for bankruptcy?" Linda turned to the topic.

Liu Qingshan shrugged: "I'm ready."

A complex look flashed in Linda's eyes, and finally she just whispered: "Then I wish you good luck."

Other reporters were not willing to fall behind and began to ask questions in a verbal way.

Liu Qingshan waved at them: "Time will tell us the answer."

The reporters are not in a hurry. When hearing the case, there is a special press seat, so they can participate in the whole process.

Liu Qingshan was about to bring people into the court, but he saw a huge convoy coming over, and then foreign veterans in suits came out of the car. They were all proud and looked like they were sure to win.

In addition, there was also someone from the Xiao Li family. It was Xiao Li's brother and greeted Xiao Li, but Xiao Li ignored him.

Lao Ba was not present, but just sent a manager from the investment company as the representative.

He was resistant to this matter from the bottom of his heart, but there was nothing he could do.

"Hello, Mr. Mount, the weather is good today." Lao Suo walked in front of the group.

He is the organizer and planner of the entire incident, and is responsible for planning and contact throughout the process.

Behind him were representatives from several banks, as well as lawyer teams and staff, which were very spectacular.

"The storm is coming and the wind fills the building."

Liu Qingshan looked up at the sky. There seemed to be a storm brewing over the sea in the distance.

Of course, Lao Suo did not understand the ancient Chinese poems, he just shrugged: "Mr. Mount, now is the last chance to reconcile in court."

"It's indeed the last chance." Liu Qingshan repeated, "Mr. George, if you and the team you represent don't want to be the target of public ridicule."

Lao Suo narrowed his eyes and looked at Liu Qingshan, as if a wolves were staring at his prey: "No, Mr. Mount, you have no chance to turn over."

"Please." Liu Qingshan stepped up the steps and walked into the court gate.

"I won't cry until I see the coffin." Lao Suo muttered, and led a large group of Wall Street elites into the door.

Soon, the empty court was already full.

The reporters were excited to prepare for the record, the jury was on high alert, the clerks, lawyers, etc., all of them were in their place.

The court formally started at 9:00 a.m.

All the personnel suddenly stood up because the judge who was the presiding judge had slowly walked out of the small door behind.

Liu Qingshan looked at the old judge like Santa Claus and did not feel a smile and signal.

Justice Francis sat down slowly, looked around the audience, and finally fell on Liu Qingshan.

The old man said happily: "Mr. Mount, we have met again. Unfortunately, you stood in the dock this time."

It gives people the feeling that it is like chatting about home.

Liu Qingshan bowed slightly: "Hello, Mr. Judge, I'm very happy to meet. This is how life is, and I keep changing various roles."

"Okay, I hope it will be as everyone wants, but I know that this is impossible, so no matter what the result is, it will become a thing of the past after it happens. I hope you all just treat him as a memory."

Justice Francis was long-winded, but everyone was not impatient. This was not only out of awe of the law, but also to an old man full of wisdom in life.

After the last question of whether the parties agreed to the settlement, Justice Francis was ready to begin the normal trial process.

At this time, Liu Qingshan signaled to the lawyer, and then the lawyer submitted a document to the judge.

The justice put on reading glasses and looked at him calmly. He looked very slowly, and it took several minutes to read a page of paper to complete the article.

Lao Suo's patience also slowly passed away in this slow pace, and he signaled to the lawyer.

"Mr. Judge, can you start?"

The lawyer politely asked the judge.

Francis took off his reading glasses, rubbed his eyes gently, and said slowly: "It's over, I announce that the case ends here."

"What the hell is it? It's over without a start!" Lao Suo finally couldn't help but protest.

The people below no longer care about the solemnity of the court and made dissatisfaction voices.

I guess many people began to wonder whether this justice is Lao Hutu.

"A guy like this should retire and then lie at home and wait for death." I don't know who made a harsh sound.

"Okay, calm." The Justice gently tapped the little hammer. "This is the material provided by Mr. Mount, with proof jointly provided by Russia and China's oil and gas exploration agencies."

"In the East Siberia region and the Far East coast, two oil areas were found, both of which were super large oil belts, with total reserves expected to exceed 10 billion barrels."

"Everyone in these two oil areas is Mr. Mountain, so he will not go bankrupt. Of course, there is no need to hear this case."

The soothing words of the Supreme Court were like thunder, shocking everyone.

What does it mean to have tens of billions of barrels of oil reserves? Based on the current oil price, it is the size of hundreds of billions of dollars.

In other words, Mr. Mount, with only this one, will become the richest person in the world!

As for cash, as long as you have an oil field in your hand, there will be countless capitals all over the world, waving money to send money.

Even Lao Suo, who was always cunning, was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses: "No, this is impossible. I suspect that these documents are all forged!"

Lao Suo has now realized the seriousness of the problem: if the case is really over before it begins, then everything he carefully planned will be a bamboo basket to fetch water, and in the end he is empty and can't get anything.

Of course, you will definitely receive countless ridicule and ridicule.

This will definitely become the biggest joke and will continue to pass on.

Perhaps decades later, hundreds of years later, someone will say this: There was a stupid guy who sued the richest man in the world to court, saying that he would go bankrupt...

What's more serious is that as the organizer and planner of this matter, he will also face a huge crisis of trust.

An investor who has lost trust can imagine the outcome.

Thinking of this result, Lao Suo felt a chill from his back, so he must not lose.

Judge Francis looked at Lao Suo with a calm look: "There is also a fax just sent by the International Petroleum Organization, which also proves this."

Lao Suo immediately felt as if he was hit hard and shook his body twice. If someone hadn't supported him, he would have fallen to the ground.

Even though he has been on Wall Street for decades, he has never suffered such a blow.

In order to plan this matter, he joined forces with each other and was good at dancing, but in the end he was lonely.

A moment ago, he was still full of complacent and full of faith in winning; but now, right and wrong, success and failure are gone.

"Young man, I said, everything will pass."

Justice Francis' voice came again. Compared with the judge's age, Lao Suo did belong to a young man.

But at this moment, Lao Suo's mentality had collapsed. Even if the Supreme Court gave him a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao, he would not be able to heal his spiritual trauma at this moment.

"Mr. George, are you okay? I have a musk heart pill here. Maybe how many pills do you need to have?"

Liu Qingshan came to Lao Suo, took out a small medicine bottle, and shook it in front of him.

Lao Suo really felt a slight pain in his heart, but after suffering a heavy blow, he calmed down completely.

He took a few deep breaths, his eyes radiated cold light again, staring at Liu Qingshan: "Next time, maybe you won't be so lucky."

Until now, Lao Suo knew that he had been fooled by this young man.

It is obvious that the other party had already explored a large area of ​​oil belts before this, but he had always chosen to be patient, just waiting for the interest groups he represented to jump out.

When you jump around the most, give a thunder blow to let the whole world watch their jokes.
To be continued...