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When Chen Rui came in, what he saw was such a Tang Yuan who was bullied by Sang Qingshi and suffered a lot. The culprit was not there, and he probably left after bullying him.

Sang Qingshi entrusted him to come.Chen Rui pushed his gold-rimmed glasses, feeling a little uncomfortable somewhere in his chest called "Conscience".

When Tang Yuan heard someone coming, he raised his eyes and saw that it was him. Immediately, his muscles tensed up, and he stood up with alert eyes, "What are you doing here?"

He came to help the evildoers.

Chen Rui screamed "Creating a crime" in his heart, and immediately decided to solve today's matter in a different way, and maybe he could reach the same goal by different routes.He suppressed his professional aura as a well-known law, pulled out a good-natured smile, and asked with concern: "Are you feeling better?"

"Don't worry about it." Tang Yuan knew who ordered him to come here, and at this moment he was like a cornered rabbit, pointing his fangs at anyone who wanted to hurt him.

Chen Rui had expected to be so cold-eyed this trip, so he didn't care, touched his nose and apologized: "I didn't think so much when I told Sang Qing yesterday, I just saw that you drank too much and I was afraid that something would happen to you, so I blame you Talk too much."

When Sang Qingshi asked him on the phone this morning whether "engaging in a special occupation" was enough to meet the conditions for revoking child visitation, he knew that he had done something wrong with good intentions.

It is his specialty to be able to argue with evidence and rhetoric, and "do whatever it takes to achieve the goal" is the consistent style of Sang Qingshi in Vanity Fair.A little boy like Tang Yuan with no background and no money, and even no family to help, can only let Sang Qingshi turn his hands around for the clouds and the rain.

Tang Yuan glared at him, then lowered his eyes again, not saying he believed it or not.

Sang Qing asked him to act as a lawyer to intimidate Tang Yuan, forcing Tang Yuan to give in and quit his night job.Fortunately, Sang Qing was not too frenzied, he just wanted to scare him, and didn't intend to come true.

Tang Yuan didn't know the inside story, so he wiped away two tears indiscriminately, and asked Chen Rui with a sniff: "Am I really going to have my visitation rights revoked?"

Chen Rui sighed, "There is a possibility."

From the perspective of civil law, if the evidence can be obtained successfully, the child's guardian has a great chance of winning.After all, Tang Yuan is only Sang Ye's uncle, not an immediate family member.To put it seriously, if Sang Qingshi applied to the court for a child protection order on the grounds of potential safety hazards, it would be feasible to prohibit Tang Yuan from appearing within a certain distance of Sang Ye's living area, as long as the right means are used.

Chen Rui did not lie.

"But it's actually not the worst case." Chen Ruiya gritted his heart and temporarily put aside his personal emotions, "If Sang Qingshi wants to keep you from seeing your nephew, just hide the child and change to another city , or simply send him abroad to Mr. Sang, there is nothing you can do with your situation."

Tang Yuan didn't answer, but his face was as white as paper, even uglier than before.

"You might as well just listen to Sang Qing and resign from that crappy job. It's not suitable for you." Chen Rui pointed at the crux, and then took out a thin document from his briefcase.If it weren't for this thing, he would never be able to help Sang Qingshi do this immoral thing.

"You don't have to worry about the money. Sang Qing asked me to prepare a loan agreement, and I just brought it today." Facing Tang Yuan's surprised gaze, he spread out the few pieces of paper, and signed the creditor's letter with a signature pen. , the debtor, the amount involved and Sang Qingshi's signature to Tang Yuan.

After confirming that Tang Yuan had finished reading it, Chen Rui turned the agreement back a page and explained in detail: "There are some additional content behind this, which roughly means that you can only use this money to pay back the house your sister left behind. The loan cannot be used for other purposes. After you graduate and work, you will repay the loan monthly, and pay back 30.00% of your salary every month until it is paid off. The interest will be based on the current savings in the bank. Also, if you sell it at any time For this house, the loan must be paid off in one lump sum. But the value-added part of the house belongs to you, and Mr. Sang only needs to get back the principal and interest."

Tang Yuan did not expect that this is a loan agreement that is completely beneficial to him no matter how he looks at it, and it can basically be regarded as funding, which is enough to help him overcome the current difficulties.

But he can eat people with short mouths and soft hands, and besides the relationship between him and Sang Qing, except for the relationship of Xiao Yezi, they were not close at all, not even friendship.

Tang Yuan was unwilling to accept and pushed back the agreement, "I don't need him to lend me money."

Chen Rui had been prepared for a long time, and threw out the excuse Sang Qing gave him in advance: "This money was not lent to you by Sang Qingshi, but the Sang family lent it to Sang Nan. It's just that now that Sang Nan is gone, you are doing it for me." He paid the mortgage, so it fell on you."

"So you don't have to have any psychological burden. Your brother-in-law is originally from the Sang family. Although he is..." The dead is the most important, Chen Rui retracted halfway through his words, "As long as Mr. Sang is still alive, this money can still be paid. It was paid for his youngest son. Sang Nan is young and has no assets. He left such a house for his children. You said that if it was because of your stubbornness and the bank took it back because you couldn’t afford it, how would you deal with the children in the future? explain?"

When Tang Yuan heard this, there was a trace of hesitation in his eyes, obviously he had been drawn into it.

Chen Rui struck while the iron was hot, shoved the agreement into his hands, and followed the guidance: "What kind of financial resources is the Sang family? Shaking a few hairs is enough for you to spend the winter. You don't need to be polite to them."

Still hesitating, Tang Yuan picked up the agreement and flipped through it. There were only three pages in total, and Chen Rui had already told him everything written.

Seeing the neighbor's kick, Chen Rui brought out the small mulberry leaves at the right time, and tried to persuade him in a low voice: "Sang Qingshi is not easy to mess with, don't confront him, just think of it as your little nephew."

Tang Yuan frowned, scratched the back of his head anxiously, picked up a pen and signed it in two or three strokes.

Chen Rui tidied up his briefcase, paused a few times before leaving, and finally turned his head and said to Tang Yuan: "This is the style of his work. He looks terrible, but he is actually not bad to you."

In his eyes, Sang Qingshi is by no means the kind of person who would exchange shallow words with anyone, but he insisted on taking care of such nosy things like dogs and mice. He must have felt compassion for Tang Yuan, but he used the wrong method .

Tang Yuan digested Chen Rui's words alone for a while.

He really couldn't figure out what kind of person Sang Qingshi was.

At first he arbitrarily took away Xiao Yezi's custody rights, last night he humiliated himself indiscriminately, and this morning he threatened himself to quit his job, probably a person who doesn't care about other people's feelings and has no empathy.

But why would this kind of person tell him to stay at his house every night, because he stayed in the hospital to stay with him at night, knowing that he was malnourished, he bought breakfast specially, and even borrowed money from him for nothing.

What kind of person is Sang Qingshi?This became a big problem that Tang Yuan tossed and pondered every night for several days and couldn't figure it out.

Without the pressure of a huge mortgage, Tang Yuan's life returned from the abyss to the ground in one fell swoop.Classes during the day, part-time jobs in the afternoon, tutoring for an hour or two at night, and daily paid jobs if you have spare time, such as distributing leaflets in doll costumes, selling roses at the entrance of a movie theater, and so on.Although the economy is still stretched, at least I have enough sleep and study time.

Every Saturday is a fixed day to go to see Xiao Yezi, today just in time for New Year's Day, the part-time restaurant is closed for a day, Tang Yuan rarely has a whole day free.He specially got up early and baked a plate of biscuits, packed them in a small transparent bag, sealed it with a ribbon and tied a bow, put it in his backpack and went out.

Perhaps there were many people going out to play during the holidays, and the bus was more crowded than usual. Tang Yuan pulled the handrail and stood near the door, listening to English words with headphones.

The bus shook violently, and all the people in the bus were unsteady on their feet and fell sideways.Tang Yuan accidentally kicked the leg of the girl sitting in front of him, and apologized quickly.The door opened and closed, no one got out of the car behind, and a few more crowded in front.Tang Yuan just turned his head and glanced, not paying attention.

"Little girl, give up your seat to my dad. My dad is old and has bad legs." A middle-aged woman's voice sounded beside Tang Yuan.

Tang Yuan turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw a middle-aged couple supporting an old man, talking to the girl he accidentally kicked.

The girl raised her head timidly, with an unnatural expression, as if she mustered up a lot of courage to refuse and said, "I'm sorry, Auntie, I'm not feeling well. Can you let Grandpa sit in another seat?"

The husband of the woman on the side said dissatisfiedly: "There is no other seat here, don't you see that they are all full?"

The old man who was being supported stretched out his hand to pull his son, and persuaded with a suppressed voice: "Forget it, I'll be fine if I stand for a while."

The girl lowered her eyes, said nothing, and buried her face in the backpack she was holding on her chest.

The middle-aged woman couldn't understand the young man not giving up his seat to the old man, so she deliberately raised her voice so that everyone around her could hear, "Hey, the young people nowadays don't have the virtue of respecting the old and caring for the young at all."

The girl tightened her schoolbag on her chest with both hands, and buried her head lower.

The bus shook violently again, and the middle-aged couple and the old man staggered at the same time.

Some passengers in the same car couldn't see it, and I don't know who led it, and began to whisper about the girl's behavior of not giving up her seat.

"Why is this? Standing for a while at a young age can be exhausting."

"That's right, what can I do if I give up a seat?"

"The old man is standing, and she is sitting, can she still sit still?"

The accusations came one after another, and they came from all around, obviously to embarrass the girl.

Tang Yuan was standing next to the girl, and he could see the distance from her hair when he lowered his head, so he didn't agree with her approach.But when she saw that she was covering her face with her backpack, she was so embarrassed that she didn't dare to raise her head, and thought that maybe she really had some difficulty.

At this time, a heavy male voice came from the front of the bus, with a high volume and obvious displeasure.It was the bus driver who heard the movement behind him and urged: "Little girl, hurry up and give up your seat to the old man. What did the teachers and parents teach you?"

The car was silent for a few seconds, and everyone looked at the girl's position.A few people were filled with righteous indignation, and most people just watched the show.

The girl was silent for a while, then raised her head under everyone's gaze, and said to the driver's back with difficulty, "Master driver, I have a disabled leg and I can't stand up."