December 25th, no need to look at the calendar to know it's a good day.
After all, it is a day when the death penalty can be carried out and celebrated by many, so it must be a good day.
Old Tang organized the summons and other materials and put them into his briefcase; today is the day of the hearing.
It's quite normal that the claim of one hundred thousand will not be supported, as it hasn't been updated to that version yet.
Otherwise, with Liu Qiaoqiao's certificate for mental illness and a passionate performance, paying a compensation of one hundred thousand wouldn't be a problem.
Speaking of which, I really miss that chaotic version from my previous life; unfortunately, I died before it could sync with the international version.
In the midst of the heavy snow, Old Tang arrived at Anping District Court.
The door hadn't opened yet, so he could only wait outside.
