What's wrong with this lawyer?!

Chapter 162: Chapter 93 Are You Trying to Get Yourself Killed?_4

Bringing classmates too? He could already imagine what those students who particularly admired Tang Fangjing would say.

They would definitely curse "Idle Clouds and Wild Cranes" to his face.

Old Tang didn't mind that Jin Xintian might spill everything, anyway. To spill the beans was not a big deal. Could they really figure out what he intended to do?

In the electronics factory, Jin Xintian had a dark expression. On one hand, he felt he was an "Idle Cloud and Wild Crane" and absolutely couldn't help this Mr. Tang.

On the other hand, he found this kind of behavior very thrilling, like the feeling of being a spy in the movies, and what's more, he could make some money out of it!

Plus, these things were often seen around, it's just that he didn't collect them...

Soon it was noon, and after eating, Jin Xintian was ready to find a place to hide for a while when a voice rang out in front of him.

"Jin Xintian, what was that about this morning? Wang, the group leader, complained to me again, saying you're not focusing when working. You're supposed to be learning things here, and you're not taking it seriously, is that it?"

It was a teacher assigned to the factory, a Mr. Liu with a notoriously bad temper, who often scolded the students after drinking.

Jin Xintian hesitated before responding, "Mr. Liu, could I not work the night shifts? I really can't handle it, and I saw online today that we shouldn't have to work overtime or night shifts during our internships..."

He was interrupted before he could finish.

"Where did you read that online? Let them arrange your internship then. Since you are now with our school, you have to follow the school's instructions, got it?"

"It's also for your own good. Look how hard it is to find a job nowadays. Having an internship is good enough. If you don't put in the effort this afternoon, you better watch out!"

With that, Mr. Liu left, not noticing Jin Xintian's fists clenching tightly.

The commissions of the teachers stationed at the factory were closely related to the students' labor, so they were very concerned about it.

A few days flew by, and it was the weekend again.

Jin Xintian had gathered all the evidence that Tang Fangjing needed, but he didn't want to go out; he truly didn't dare to meet the man.

After much hesitation, he still called the other party.

"Hello, um... Lawyer Tang, I'm tied up today as well. Can I just send you the photos of the chat and punch-in records?"

Old Tang, about to look for a restaurant outside, was taken aback, "You're not coming out to eat?"

"I really have something to do, Lawyer Tang, it's truly important..."

"Well, that's okay then. Send the stuff to me, and don't worry about the rest. We'll have a meal after everything is settled. That's all for now."

After hanging up, Old Tang was quite puzzled, wondering what was up with this person. Was he that frightening?

Forget it, first find a print shop, get the stuff printed, and then file a report.

Even after arriving in Jingzhou, Old Tang had never thought of resolving issues through litigation.

For one thing, it was too slow, and secondly, litigation was prone to problems.

Using the map, he found a police station near the electronics factory and walked straight in.

It was noon, and the duty officers at the station were also getting ready for lunch.

"Hey, comrade, wait up, wait! I need to file a report!"

Old Tang hurriedly approached and said.

The duty officer paused, looked back, and sat down again: "What is your issue that requires filing a report?"

"It's about the forced labor of students within the Yishan Electronics Factory nearby,"

Students? Forced labor?

The police officer said with a look of surprise, "You mean the internship of the students inside the electronics factory, right? They signed an internship agreement with the factory; there's no issue of forced labor."

Old Tang had already begun to pull out evidence from his briefcase.

"Hold on, don't take anything out yet. Who are you?" the police officer quickly interjected.

Old Tang halted his movements and took out his credentials: "Comrade, take a look, I am Tang Fangjing from Jingzhou Tengda Law Firm, and I've taken on a commission..."

After giving a brief outline of the situation, Old Tang continued, "Originally, I wanted to look for evidence here at the electronics factory, and then go to Luzhou to get the money back."

"But what I found instead was that there is a serious problem of forced labor here!"

Old Tang was speaking, but he didn't notice that the police officer's expression had changed.

"Wait a minute, are you that Tang Fangjing from Jingzhou, the Lawyer Tang, who got hit by a dump truck?"

"If there's been no other lawyer hit recently, then it must be me."

The police officer was dumbfounded: "You were just discharged from the hospital a few days ago, weren't you? You got hit like that, and you're already running around in Jiangguang?"

Damn, this guy is really crazy!

With such serious injuries, one should properly recuperate. Lawyer Tang is not only taking cases but also traveling so far. Isn't he afraid of an accident on the road?

"No worries, comrade, I'm in good shape. Let's talk about this forced labor issue..."

It seems that my face is still quite persuasive; that vice-principal from Luzhou doesn't know what he's doing at all.

"Okay, Lawyer Tang, take your time. We are in no rush..."

A man in the advanced stages of cancer, who was almost killed after being hit by a developer for trying to help owners of an unfinished building, was now reporting a case here. If he were to accidentally have an incident at the station and it wasn't due to his advanced-stage cancer, then...

"Previously, these students did sign internship agreements with the electronics factory, but the agreements were taken by their school as soon as they were signed, without letting the students see them."

"But I would bet that there's nothing about overtime or night shifts written in there because the education department has a regulation that forbids vocational students from doing overtime and night shifts."

"However, if the students don't want to work overtime or take night shifts, the school leaders threaten them with withholding their graduation certificates. I believe this already constitutes the crime of forced labor in practice!"

"Moreover, they take away their ID cards under the pretense of safekeeping them, fearing that the students might run away."

The crux of the problem doesn't lie in whether or not they go to work regularly, nor on how much they are paid for their labor. It's about whether the students' overtime and night shift work is based on the threat of not receiving their graduation certificates.

Taking IDs is a supplementary act. If it's safekeeping, you have to give it to them willingly. If they say they're safekeeping it for you and then don't give it back when you ask, that's definitely not safekeeping.

"I remember that one of the constitutive elements of the crime of forced labor is that the victim is willing to engage in some kind of work but not to engage in work that exceeds strength, physical capacity, or hours, and the suspect forces them to carry out work that is too strenuous, too physically demanding, or too time-consuming,"

"Comrade, these are the evidence, please take a look."

One piece of evidence after another was taken out as Old Tang explained each one.

"This piece of evidence is a statement from the vice-principal of the school. Look here, this is what he said to all the group members after the students opposed working night shifts."

"Here is proof of overtime and night shifts, working twelve hours a day, which has completely exceeded the regulated time..."

"So comrade, do you think we can file a case?" Old Tang smiled like a sly old fox.

Slowly wait in Luzhou.