Zuo Lin could not know how many people were starting to rush for his affairs behind him, just as he wouldn't know everything that happened in the sun. This world never existed to satisfy or please anyone.

Zuo Lin still got up early, looked at the plants of all sizes in the shed, and went to Shen Bao's training base to sprinkle water on the turf.

To Zuo Lin's surprise, a young man in a strict suit was waiting for him in the place where he started working.

"Hello, I am Gu Mingyuan, legal counsel of Shenbao Football Club. Are you Mr. Zuo Linzuo?" The young man stretched out his hand friendly.

Zuo Lin, who had never enjoyed the treatment of being called a gentleman, was a little puzzled, but he shook hands with Gu Mingyuan and said, "Mr. Gu, do you have something to ask me for?"

"The supervisor of the club training base asked me to be responsible for assisting you in handling some matters related to the supply of medicines in the club's physiotherapy room. In addition to managing the club's legal documents, a very important responsibility of the club's legal counsel is to provide legal services to suppliers and partners who have friendly relations with the club." Gu Mingyuan did not despise Zuo Lin as an ordinary farmer who would be called "countrymen" by many philanthropists. Instead, he was very interested and explained his purpose very politely. Zuo Lin himself,

It made him more curious than what the club told him to do. Zuo Lin was very young, about 17 or 8 years old. Although Zuo Lin had obviously lacked experience, he had no emotional fluctuations in the face of a legal counsel who suddenly appeared like him, and was not excited or afraid. He was as calm and polite as he was facing a person with a similar identity as him. Gu Mingyuan even felt that this calmness and indifference was closer to many people in his business, rather than a medicinal farmer or a helper who cleaned the grass for the club.

"Mr. Gu, I don't know what's going on. Just a friend reminded me that someone from the Drug Administration might come to check something. In order not to cause any trouble for you, I told Teacher Yan of the physiotherapy room... I don't know, what's going on now needs your help. Look... this?" Zuo Lin said with a frown.

Gu Mingyuan replied with a smile: "It doesn't matter. Avoiding the risks that have not been formed is the highest challenge in our line of work." He took out a hard cardboard folder from his briefcase, took out a document printed on the top of the Tianming Law Firm's logo, and said: "This is a power of attorney entrusting the law firm I represent and I will handle related matters. If you trust me, please sign it here...and I will understand the situation a little bit, and I believe I will handle the rest for you... In addition, you can rest assured that as the legal counsel of the club, the fees are paid by the club, and you don't have to worry about this."

Gu Mingyuan's final reminder was a bit redundant. Because at this time Zuo Lin didn't know the price of a lawyer, and he wouldn't know that Gu Mingyuan was the most unlucky lawyer in Tianming Law Firm. If anything ultimately prompted him to make up his mind to sign the power of attorney, it was just because Gu Mingyuan's respect for a humble client touched him.

"Okay. Then I'll trouble you." Zuo Lin signed his name at the bottom of the document without hesitation.

After roughly asking Zuo Lin about the planting of his greenhouse and the cooperation between him and the physiotherapy room, Gu Mingyuan said goodbye. He wanted to go to the scene to see the two greenhouses and see if the people from the Drug Administration would hit him at the gun today.

Gu Mingyuan, who was originally thinking about visiting Zuo Qiang, was out of nowhere. Although Zuo Qiang was sick, he was not so sick that he could not walk around and could only sleep at home. Now he walks to a few friends' houses not far away to play cards and chat.

The courtyard, bungalow and greenhouse of Zuo's family were presented in an orderly manner and unobstructed manner. Gu Mingyuan carefully looked at the layout of the greenhouse. Although he had no knowledge of agriculture, he had good education and experience brought to him by many years of work, and he had a very good observation and aesthetic sense. Although the arrangements in the greenhouse seemed a bit messy, Zuo Lin must have never thought of rectifying the greenhouse as the emerging agricultural park shown in the news. In Zuo Lin's

In the greenhouse, the 12 fan-shaped areas are not even, and the separation between them is probably mainly to allow the left forest that cares about these plants to have a place to go in and out, and planting various plants in a mixed place makes it look a bit messy. However, there is a wild interest in this chaos, and a natural sense of order that cannot be managed deliberately. Removing the greenhouse and moving all the things in the shed into nature is a vibrant and beautiful scene under the shade of a big tree.

In Gu Mingyuan's heart, Zuo Lin, who was able to manage such a greenhouse, was invisibly a little higher. Gu Mingyuan was an enlightened person. He did not discriminate against anyone. There were all kinds of people among his clients, but he preferred those with his own characteristics. In this era, chasing others' footsteps is simple, while breaking a path is difficult and rugged. Such people, no matter they have various flaws, no matter how vulgar they are, they all have their own standards, standards, and persistence in their hearts. Dealing with such people, gaining their recognition, trust, and being able to further understand various lives is Gu Mingyuan's greatest ideal besides being a good lawyer.

Gu Mingyuan took out the PDA, and the 2-megapixel camera was enough for this occasion. Although Gu Mingyuan's bag contained the list of Zuo Lin's supply to the club provided by the club, Gu Mingyuan still needed to make a little investigation of the specific situation. Modesty and meticulousness were originally the only way for Gu Mingyuan to be a young man but was in the lawyer industry.

When he was sitting on the stone bench at the door of the bungalow, Gu Mingyuan was a little annoyed to play simulator games on the pda, the email he was looking forward to from an consultant from the office came. After glanced at the content of the email, he smiled sinisterly. At this moment, two cars drove along the simple road in the countryside with smoke and dust.

Sitting in the car of the Drug Administration was Bohan, a not-so-low official of the Drug Administration. He knew clearly that it would be a joke to conduct this inspection based on the reports he received. The rights of government departments should not be used to do such nonsense, but he owe others favors. Sometimes, perhaps such debts forced him to use the power he had to make some rewards. Of course, in his heart, he obviously did not regard using power to bully these foreigners who would obviously be deterred by the power of the state as a serious matter.

When Bohan got off the bus, when he saw that the person waiting for them was not the simple farmer who had expected, and was probably still frightened on his face, but the young man dressed and had a professional smile, he instinctively felt that he might have been in vain this time.

Bohan did not rush to speak. But the patience of the frivolous civil servants under him was obviously not that good. Someone who had not understood the situation had walked up frivolously and said in an obviously unfriendly tone: "Is there anyone in the Zuo family? We are from the Drug Administration. We received a report that the Zuo family illegally manufactures and sells drugs, and we are here to check."

Gu Mingyuan smiled and said, "Please." He recognized who was in charge from the people who got off the car one after another. He ignored the staff who rushed to the greenhouse and walked towards Bohan in leisurely and confident steps. After shook hands with Bohan, he said, "I am Gu Mingyuan, a practicing lawyer at Tianming Law Firm, and was entrusted by Mr. Zuo Lin to deal with legal issues regarding him and the agriculture and forestry industry under his name."

Gu Mingyuan? Hearing this name, Bohan immediately realized that he might not be able to solve it this time as he expected. Originally, he thought that he could scare Zuo Lin a little and ask Zuo Lin to give up planting and selling herbs, which should be even an explanation to his friends. However, Gu Mingyuan's appearance made him understand that this was impossible. Not only because Gu Mingyuan is a well-known good lawyer, but also because he understood that no matter what, Zuo Lin was not going to sit back and wait for death.

Bohan tried hard to squeeze out a smile and said, "Mr. Gu, we just got some news, come and take a look. There is really no need for Mr. Zuo to mobilize others and make such a reaction. If a lawyer appears, this matter...you see, it seems to be in trouble."

Gu Mingyuan smiled and said: "It is a lawyer's responsibility to represent the principal to deal with various legal-related matters. It seems that there is no trouble. You don't have to think too much."

Gu Mingyuan didn't say anything, and seemed to be unintentionally interfering with the civil servants' collection of evidence and photo registration work, but just chatted with Bohan in a mess. It was not until the inspectors handed a stack of forms to Bohan that he said, "Don't mind if I check these situations."

Bohan generously handed the form to Gu Mingyuan. Gu Mingyuan took out the pda from his pocket, carefully checked the data on the form and asked: "No problem. Then I would like to ask. How should I deal with such a situation usually?"

Bohan said nothing.

Gu Mingyuan smiled and said, "Tell me just that, check it casually, but I'm afraid you understand the current situation, it's difficult to have any suggestions for disposal. All the things grown here are probably not considered medicinal materials but economic crops. As for those crops that you can't recognize when you take photos... I think, according to the principle of either prohibition or permission, I'm afraid you won't make the so-called punishment decision."

Bohan still didn't say anything. And the frigid young man said hurriedly: "How do you calculate Zuo Lin's private sale of patent medicine?"

How can this be calculated? The tone is no longer so official, but it has a bit of a ecstasy. Gu Mingyuan did not care about the tone of this young man. He did not even change the smile on his face. He said: "Preparative medicine? Traditional Chinese medicine preparations are arranged in proportion. Do you have any evidence to prove that Zuo Lin provides patent medicine preparations? There may be no obvious distinction between providing medicinal materials in proportion or providing patent medicines, but the legal facts between these are very serious. Can you name any kind of patent medicine preparations made and sold by Mr. Zuo?"

Bohan understood why this reckless young man was ahead. The person who pushed the matter to himself probably reached some kind of agreement with the young man. Originally, it would be easier to deal with a grassroots person in this period.

Seeing that the young man was going to express his opinion, Bohan quickly pulled him away and said, "We just got the news and came to fulfill our responsibilities for investigating the situation. As for whether it needs to be handled and how to deal with it, we have to go back and study it."

Afterwards, after a few quarrels with Gu Mingyuan, Bohan hurriedly evacuated with his people.

Gu Mingyuan raised his wrist and looked at his watch. It was only 11 o'clock in the morning. It was a good time to go back to the club to discuss the follow-up opinions and have some lunch.

However, to Gu Mingyuan's surprise, another car appeared on the road and parked next to the Zuo family's house. In any case, the pink minicooper would not be an official car for any organization, and the one following the mini was a black BMW. This is probably a good match between a wealthy family who respects taste and a loyal follower.

A 5-6-year-old girl in a white dress jumped out of the car first. Then the one who came out was Yan Beizhai.

Gu Mingyuan recognized Yan Beizhai. There is no doubt that Yan Beizhai is a very influential person in Shanghai - whether Yan Beizhai himself admits this or not.

The little girl dragged Yan Beizhai's hand and asked, "Grandpa, are you talking about this uncle? It doesn't look very similar." The little girl leaned over to Gu Mingyuan, sniffed hard, and said, "This uncle has no smell of grass at all."

Yan Beizhai laughed and asked, "Who are you? Is this the Zuo family?"

Naturally, Gu Mingyuan would not miss the opportunity to make friends with such a big shot. He quickly took out his business card, presented his hands with Yan Beizhai, and said respectfully: "Mr. Yan, I am Gu Mingyuan, and now Mr. Zuo Linzuo is my client."

Yan Beizhai said in surprise: "Lawyer? What trouble did Zuo Lin get into?"

Yan Beizhai mobilized all the resources he could use to investigate the relevant information about the address left by Zuo Lin from the vague information overnight. Naturally, he would not have time to understand Zuo Lin's current situation.

Gu Mingyuan said: "No big deal, I believe it has been handled properly. Mr. Zuo Lin is now working at the base of Shenbao Football Club. Is Mr. Yan interested in going to take a look together?"

Yan Beizhai nodded and said, "Okay, Mr. Gu, please lead the way. Tell me about Zuo Lin's current situation on the way." Although it was not a tough tone, Yan Beizhai naturally had an orderly tone when he said it.

Just after Gu Mingyuan followed Yan Beizhai and his group toward the training base of Shenbao Football Club, there was not much time. Another car came. The black official car with the license plate number that was quite in front of the city government attracted a lot of attention along the way. The car was Lin Jinghua and his tutor Yu Pingzhang, who drew from his thesis.
Chapter completed!