What's wrong with this lawyer?!

For Wang Yanlong, being in a detention center was nothing new, as over the years he had lost count of the number of times he had been in prisons, detention centers, and holding cells.

What really annoyed him was that Tang guy!

On normal days, as long as he was fierce enough, ordinary people would be afraid of him, but Tang Fangjing just wasn't scared, and he even dared to go against him!

Fine, "President Wang" had already planned that after he got out, he would sort out the other party, at worst he would go back to prison.

Today, he was finally going to be released, and Wang Yanlong had made all the preparations.

"Wang Yanlong, right? Here is your release certificate, please sign here," the detention center officer placed a document on the table and handed him a pen.

Wang Yanlong signed the document with ease, having gone through the process more times than he could remember.

Just as he was about to stand up, he suddenly saw several police officers entering through the door.

"Wang Yanlong, you are suspected of misappropriating funds and now the Guangming Sub-bureau is summoning you for criminal investigation according to the law. This is the summons, please sign it."

Uh… What?

Wang Yanlong looked bewilderedly at the two groups of officers in front of him. You guys sure know how to work in tandem, he thought. You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?

The officers didn't care about his thoughts. It was much better to perform the handover right there in the detention center: safe and convenient.

But Wang Yanlong was a bit confused. After thinking for a moment, he said, "I don't know anything about misappropriating funds, and I'm not clear about what you are talking about."

His position as the Vice President of Yide Company was mainly because of his other capabilities; the most he knew about the law was probably those phrases he had learned to deal with the property owners in the past.

Now they were saying he was suspected of misappropriation of funds, but he knew nothing about it.

"Whether you sign or not, we have to summon you. Please cooperate with our work," the officer from the Guangming Sub-bureau said directly.

The executives from the three companies were all now to be controlled, and then, after investigation and review, it would be determined who was specifically involved and who wasn't.

For example, Lv Yazhen was released for the time being due to lack of evidence and was not criminally detained.

Criminal detention also required a signature from above; nowadays, great caution is exercised with arrests and detentions.

Wang Yanlong cursed his bad luck. What on earth was going on? What about President Li, hadn't he figured out a way?

Outside the detention center, several of Wang Yanlong's brothers were just as confused. Where was their big brother?

How had it been fine when they arrived, only for him not to be able to return now?

"So, Big Brother Wang was arrested again? What are we supposed to do now?" someone asked.

Before going in, the big brother had said that when he got out, he'd teach that Tang guy a lesson. But now the big brother had been arrested, and suddenly they were all without direction.

The young man who had previously cursed Old Tang thought for a moment and said, "How about we go back to the company first? President Li should already know the situation; let's ask him."

President Li was Big Brother's senior after all!

But after arriving back at the company, they were dumbfounded again.

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"President Li has been arrested too? This…"

On the other hand, at Tengda Law Firm, Old Tang told the homeowners in front of him, "I've made the situation very clear to you. The core demand is to take possession of the house; that's a must!"

"As for other things, like claiming damages, we'll figure that out after you get your homes."

"The fee for legal services has been set at the lowest rate, two thousand yuan. You won't find anyone to take your case for this price at any other law firm, you know that right?"

The homeowners looked at each other and nodded. One of them, a young female homeowner named Peng Fei, smiled and said, "Lawyer Tang, we trust you. With you on our side, we feel reassured. I'll sign."

"That's right, Lawyer Tang, you've put so much effort into this case already and have finally gotten it to move forward. We can't skimp on this bit of money. How can you fight a lawsuit without spending money, right?"

Talking among themselves, the homeowners signed the retainer agreement and, expressing their profound gratitude to Tang Fangjing, left.

Watching them leave, Old Tang took a sip of water. Today, this was the sixth group of homeowners who had come to sign the contract.

The case had reached a critical point of filing the lawsuit; having more people involved was beneficial for the litigation.

Unfortunately, out of over a thousand homeowners of the unfinished building, only a few dozen were willing to sign the contract to sue...

Some had given up hope for these apartments, having already bought new ones. Others were waiting and watching, thinking it was enough for other people to sue and that when the homes were finally delivered, they couldn't possibly be left out.

Still, others were pessimistic, noting that all the previous fuss amounted to nothing, and lawsuits had been lost even when they were tried before.

How could anyone prove that filing a lawsuit now would be any different? Consequently, in the rights defense chat group, most people remained silent.

Tang Fangjing didn't bother to explain further. Whoever was willing to participate would join in; if not, then so be it. Even if it was just one household, he would go through with it!

However, having been looked after by Old Wang for so long, he still had to make some money for the firm.

In two days, a total of sixty-seven households signed the retainer agreement to take part in the litigation, and Old Wang was very satisfied with this. As long as there was money to be made, the amount didn't matter.

Another task was coming up: to hire a third-party institution to assess how much more money would be needed to ensure the delivery of the homes in the Victoria Garden complex.

He had already reported the case to the police in advance, confident that the economic investigation department would surely recover the corresponding presale funds. He had faith in them since they were professionals.

But whether that amount of money would be sufficient was not clear. More importantly, the recovered funds would be deposited into the Jin Ma company's monitored account. If they started pulling tricks again, what then...

If that happened, the unfinished building would still be just that—an unfinished building. The homeowners would have to sue again for a refund, go through property preservation orders, and face all that trouble.

Having the assessment would allow direct quantification of the responsibilities of all parties involved. It was the same message: pay up or contribute; those willing to contribute could coordinate efforts, and everyone would work hard together.