After the Divorce, I Could Hear the Voice of the Future-Chapter 34: Like a Family of Three

"Go ahead and buy it, just remember to get an invoice."

Lu Liang sighed, choosing Tang Caide really was the right decision.

Having an experienced person in the house is like having a treasure, if he had hired a fresh graduate with no experience, he might have had to deal with these trivial matters himself.

Zhang Qian, holding her daughter, was sitting next to him when she accidentally saw the chat history between the two, "You started a company?"

"Starting a company also makes things easier." Lu Liang didn't elaborate further, his lips curving into a slight smile as he watched Ye Wei arguing fiercely.

With a retainer fee of five thousand, plus additional fees depending on the case's complexity, most people really would be reluctant to hire such a lawyer.

But now it seemed that you get what you pay for. Without Lu Liang having to say anything, Ye Wei had already handled the issue perfectly.

The woman was initially unyielding, having never been treated this way in her life, and was thinking of suing Lu Liang for intentional injury.

But then her husband arrived, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and dressed in a suit, giving the impression of being a public official.

Her husband spoke with Lawyer Ye for a moment, understood the circumstances, and ultimately decided to settle privately, without any compensation required.

Zhao Qiangmin glanced at the injury on Zhang Yun's face, his expression full of guilt, "Little friend, I'm sorry. On behalf of the aunt and Jiaqi, I apologize to you, will you forgive them?"

Public officials dread lawsuits the most. They could accuse Lu Liang of intentional injury, but Lu Liang could do the same to them.

With his ability to hire a professional lawyer immediately, he was definitely capable of fighting them to the end.

And adults hitting a minor student compared to adults hitting adults was completely different in nature.

In the end, they would certainly be at a disadvantage.

The little girl looked unsure and glanced at Lu Liang unconsciously.

Ever since the moment Lu Liang stood up for her, the blurred figure in her mind had gradually taken on a clear form.

"Qianqian, what do you think?" Lu Liang was skeptical, that headstrong woman has such a reasonable husband?

Then, recalling those teachers' bias towards the woman, he vaguely guessed the man's job and understood why the other party was willing to back down.

"I'll listen to you."

Zhang Qian's words were on the tip of her tongue but she swallowed them back.

She didn't really want to make a fuss anymore, but she was unsure about Lu Liang's attitude, so it was better to let him handle it.

Lu Liang pondered for a moment, also not making it too difficult, "Have your wife come over and apologize, and have your son write a self-criticism, and make a proper apology to our child."

"That's only right." Zhao Qiangmin breathed a sigh of relief, Lu Liang was more reasonable than he had anticipated.

The woman now looked subservient, a far cry from her previous brashness, with her swollen, drooping face, "Little friend, I'm sorry. I was a bit emotional earlier."

Zhao Jiaqi was standing by, acting spoiled and crying out, "I don't want to apologize to her at all. Dad, aren't you the Director of Education? Just fire her!"

Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned.

In such situations, the last thing you want is to exert official pressure on the common people. Once someone grabs onto that weakness, it's easy to lose one's official cap.

Lu Liang laughed, "So it's Director Zhao, no wonder Mr. Zhao has such authority. It's truly exemplary teaching."

Zhao Qiangmin's face darkened, catching the sarcasm in Lu Liang's words, and slapped Zhao Jiaqi across the face in front of everyone, "Shut up. It's all your mother's fault for spoiling you."

He could only lower his stance even more, "Mr. Lu, Miss Zhang, I apologize for neglecting my child's education due to my work these past years. I hereby make amends to both of you."

Zhang Qian tugged at Lu Liang's sleeve quietly, wary of the director's position, signaling that it was enough and not to make things too stiff.

"Director Zhao is dedicated to public duty, thereby neglecting family education, which is commendable."

Lu Liang smiled, surreptitiously putting another label on Zhao Qiangmin, then crouched down to look at Zhang Yun, "Xiaoguai, shall we forgive Mr. Zhao and the little brother?"

"Okay~" The little girl didn't understand the significance of his words, but she had long since let go of any resentment.

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"Little friend, thank you," Zhao Qiangmin said deeply, looking at Lu Liang and naturally understanding his point.

As a leader in the education department, ignoring family education, and having his son speak of abusing power, could count as knowingly committing a crime. Lu Liang was giving him a warning. This matter should be settled here, but he wouldn't hesitate to fight it out if there were any follow-ups.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the two parties left the police station.

Zhao Qiangmin spoke sincerely, "Mr. Lu, please rest assured, tonight I will certainly supervise him to write a self-criticism. He will apologize to student Zhang Yun in front of the whole school tomorrow."

"Director Zhao, you are a reasonable person, we believe in you," Lu Liang said with a smile, watching them leave.

At that moment, Ye Wei approached Lu Liang and whispered, "Mr. Lu, I recorded the entire conversation."

That was a professional habit of his. Should Lu Liang decide to dig deeper and stir things up, Zhao Qiangmin's career would be hindered for life.

Although commoners should not contend with officials, it depends on the rank. Zhao Qiangmin, at 39, is at the department head level—it's fair to say he's doing okay.

"You didn't make a backup, did you?" Lu Liang inquired.

Ye Wei shook his head: "This is the only copy."

"Lawyer Ye, let's leave it at that for now, and send me the bill later," Lu Liang said as he put away the recording pen.

"Mr. Lu, here is our firm's business card. Please feel free to contact us anytime you need," Ye Wei said as he took his leave.

"You're not thinking of pursuing this further, are you?" Zhang Qian asked worriedly.

"It's better to be safe than sorry, it's better to have something than nothing."

Lu Liang didn't plan to push further, but if the other party planned on settling scores later in the fall, he didn't mind making a list.

"Xiaoguai, are you hungry? What would you like to eat? Uncle Lu will take you there."

He crouched down, pushed back Zhang Yun's bangs, wiped the medicinal alcohol on her wound. The swelling had subsided, but a bruise still lingered.

The little girl's moods came and went quickly. After stealing a glance at her mom, she said, "Then I want to go to McDonald's."

Zhang Qian sighed in resignation and touched her hair: "Alright, let's go eat."

"Yay!"

The little girl hopped and skipped joyfully.

Because she was holding Lu Liang's left hand and Zhang Qian's right hand.

Zhang Qian also sneaked a peek at Lu Liang, feeling an inexplicable sensation in her heart, as if they were like a family of three.

She had Lu Liang to thank for today, and it even sparked a thought in her that perhaps things were pretty good as they were.

How she fared didn't matter,

as long as Lu Liang was good to her daughter.

McDonald's was just at the intersection ahead,

Lu Liang didn't drive, so the trio walked there.

"Auntie, how have you been lately?"

After placing their order, Lu Liang carried the tray back to their table, asking about Zhang Qian's recent circumstances and her mother's health.

"My mom is getting old. She probably needs proper rest. I've hired two caregivers to take care of her in shifts," she said.

Zhang Qian paused, then spoke about her visit to the market in the afternoon, where a medium-sized beauty salon was up for transfer.

"Tell me about it."

Lu Liang rested his chin on one hand, carefully attending to the little girl: "Eat slowly, no one's racing you."

A touch of tenderness flashed in Zhang Qian's eyes as she softly said, "The beauty salon's lease still has three and a half years left. The interior decor is about eighty percent new, and it comes fully equipped with all kinds of devices, including a team of beauticians. It just needs a transfer fee of 1.3 million."

"Can it break even with future earnings?" Lu Liang asked.

"Don't underestimate me; I've done my research. That beauty salon has a net profit of at least eighty thousand per month."

Zhang Qian shot him a look. She was once a customer there; the environment was nice, and many wealthy ladies had memberships.

Lu Liang wondered: "If the monthly net profit is really eighty thousand, that's one million six hundred thousand in two years. So why transfer it?"

"Apparently, the owner of the beauty salon diverted funds to speculate on stocks and ended up trapped with no liquidity, to the point where they couldn't even pay the salaries."

Zhang Qian said this and couldn't help but look at Lu Liang.

It was fortunate that she had heeded his advice last week to liquidate early; although she missed two chances at upper limit price gains, she avoided the stock market crash.

Furthermore, in preparation for investing in the beauty salon, she had withdrawn all her money, not even purchasing any funds.

These past few days, the lamentations in her circle of friends had been ample,

stocks had plummeted sharply, and funds had fallen even harder.