On September 29, 2005, starting from 1:00 in the afternoon, many journalists were crowded in the press office of the Federal Senate because today is a very important day. Previously, due to the death of the previous Chief Justice of the United States, the president nominated the new Chief Justice in accordance with the Constitution. Today, the Federal Senate needs to review the nomination.

"We all know that the Chief Justice is the leader of the judicial department. He is not only the authority of federal law, but more importantly, he also needs to coordinate the relationship between the law and the federal government and parliament. Generally speaking, most of the people who can serve as chief justice are old judges or lawyers with rich judicial experience. However, the candidate for the nomination of the Chief Justice who is under review today is Judge Kendine, who is only forty-nine years old!"

"This is very incredible, because in order to ensure that the Chief Justice is only responsible for the law, the Chief Justice's duties are lifelong, that is, if he can be healthy for a long time and has no criminal acts, he is likely to become the longest-serving Chief Justice since the founding of the United States! And now, the Chief Justice responsible for the future of our law is waiting for the final vote of the Federal Senate!"

At the door of the Senate, a reporter said to the camera very excitedly. This is not only the reporter's personal emotion, but also the importance of the Chief Justice to the entire country, and even his lifelong service, to some extent, even more important than the president.

After a few minutes, someone finally walked out of the news office. The spokesperson walked to the podium. At the same time, a short-haired white man came out with him, the nominated Supreme Court Justice Kendiani.

"In the just-concluded deliberation, the Senate passed the nomination for Justice Kendine by sixty-three votes in favor, twenty-eight votes against and nine abstentions."

Although this answer was expected by everyone, it usually means that the overall situation has been decided when it comes to the voting stage. This is just a final formality, especially when Kendini and the spokesperson came out together, which is a more affirmative answer. But when the spokesperson really said this answer, everyone still applauded and cheered.

The result was announced, followed by the introduction of the Chief Justice's oath and other processes. When everything was over, it was the media's interview session.

"Hello Justice Kendine, how do you plan to rectify the judicial system after taking office? Many people say that you were nominated because of the current president. What do you think? We know that you were the judge of the Massachusetts Court of Appeals in the past, and you were also the most authoritative justice before. So what do you think about it? Have you ever encountered any difficulties in your judicial work for so many years? You are the youngest chief justice..."

Faced with the strange questions raised by the reporters, Kendini replied: "First of all, I am honored to be the youngest Chief Justice, and then I personally received a lot of inspiration in the Massachusetts courts. What really allowed me to get to where I am today is because of a very special case."

Kendini said, looking up at Lantian and continued: "Although twenty-five years have passed since today, maybe that case has been sealed in the archives of Massachusetts courts, maybe the entire federal government has forgotten that case, but I will never forget that super big case that has caused a sensation in the entire country and has even changed a lot."

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Time retreated to December 3, 1990, which was the first Monday in December. The heavy snow that had fallen overnight finally cleared up in the morning. The golden sunlight refracted from the clouds and emitted colorful rays.

An old priest was pulled out of the church by his son. He looked up at the wonders in the sky, and immediately knelt on the ground, saying devoutly: "This must be the brilliance of my Lord, which means something amazing will happen!"

As the old priest was kneeling on the ground excitedly, a black Buick sedan drove by quickly in front of his church.

The road in front of the church is the road leading to the South Brighton District Court. The black Buick sedan is Zhou Ming's car. At this moment, Zhou Ming, Zhang Lin and lawyer Alan are all sitting in the car.

Seeing that Allen's hand holding the file bag was a little stiff, Zhou Ming couldn't help but ask him: "Lawyer Allen, you are my lawyer, it's just an ordinary lawsuit. I don't think you need to be so nervous, right?"

Allen apologized to Zhou Ming first, and then said: "Mr. Zhou Ming, this is not a simple lawsuit. It is not only my most important lawsuit, but may even become a classic case in the entire Massachusetts or the whole federal government in the future. It is very important. Therefore, I do not allow myself to make any mistakes. I have also persuaded the firm to temporarily pour all resources into this case until the end of the case."

Zhou Ming was quite satisfied with Allen's seriousness, and Zhou Ming really needed this case now.

The distance to South Brighton District Court was not far. A few minutes later, Zhou Ming and the others arrived at their destination.

"The internal settings of all courts are similar. I think we should choose a commercial court in terms of the nature of our case." Allen told Zhou Ming.

There was no problem with this, so Zhou Ming and Allen then went to the commercial court together, but when they arrived at the commercial court, they saw a long queue at the door of the reception room.

"I really didn't expect there would be so many people in line."

Zhou Ming sighed in a low voice. He really didn't expect that although they didn't come to the court as soon as possible, they were in the morning, so why did there be so many people?

Allen shrugged and said, "There is nothing to do about this. South Brighton is a prosperous commercial district. There are countless commercial disputes every day. In addition, today is Monday, and the work efficiency of the court itself has been criticized. There are also problems that are backlogged on the weekend to be resolved in the court today, so there are so many people who submit lawsuits."

"I understand the truth, but is it okay if I want to submit the application as soon as possible?" Zhou Ming asked.

Allen nodded and said, "No problem, Judge Opron is my friend. Through him, we can submit an application directly to the court without having to endure this long team."

This answer is unexpected but reasonable, because according to the law, most cases must be accepted through the grassroots court where the company is located. Unless it involves too large, the appeal court and the high court will not accept it. So once a wealthy or official wants to sue, do you have to line up here like ordinary people?

It seems that even in the United States, where the country is governed by law, there is no way to go through the back door.

So Allen took Zhou Ming into the court and found Judge Opron, a judge with Mediterranean hairstyle. After hearing Allen's request, he happily agreed to help.

Then Oprah took Zhou Ming and Allen to file a lawsuit, but they did not go back to the reception room in front, but walked into the court to another room. This was a very comfortable reception room, which not only had heating, sofa seats, and melodious music. I think this was the reception room specifically for upper-level people.

Opron brought a document and handed it to Allen, who told Allen that it was an expedited lawsuit application.

Regarding this kind of thing, Allen quickly wrote it to Opron. Opron brought the documents and called a female staff member to give it to her and said, "This is the gentleman's urgent litigation application, you can deal with it immediately."

This was originally a very normal thing. The female staff member took the documents naturally and nodded and said yes, but before she could leave to handle it, another voice sounded: "What case needs to be so expedited? They even threw my case aside. Are you going to sue Brighton Bank or Massachusetts insurance company?"

As the sound came, Zhou Ming and Allen turned their heads and saw a mixed-race black man coming over with a frown, his face full of dissatisfaction.

Oprah didn't care about the dissatisfaction of the black man. He just said: "It's the fact that this is the case. This gentleman's case is very important, so the court decided to accept his case first. Do you have any other opinions?"

"Important?" the black man deliberately raised his tone and said, "Is there any other case I'm not important? Or are you discriminating against my skin color?"

"Sir, I have not discriminated against you. If you say that, I will accuse you of defamation!" said Opel.

"Hey! I think everyone has heard that the gentleman said he wanted to accuse me. I don't know if this can be regarded as a threat to me? If so, as a court staff member, you actually threatened people like this. Can we complain about you immediately?" the black man said tit-for-tat.

Zhou Ming knew that many black people were discriminated against here, and some people were born with a pathological sensitivity to racial issues, especially mixed-race blacks. Zhou Ming did not want to cause any trouble here, so he said to him: "Okay, sir, even if my case is important, I won't be in a hurry for this minute. If you feel that your case is better than any other case, let you do it first."

Zhou Ming said that, and made a gesture to the other party, but the mixed-race black man was not grateful. He still raised his head and said, "What do you mean to let me come first? Is this a gift to me? What should I do if there are so many people here?"

Zhou Ming frowned and asked, "So what do you want?"

"It's very simple. I just want to tell you that all the cases here are very important, not only yours, do you know him?" He said, pointing to a person beside him: "He is going to sue the national chain of Hannover burger companies."

After saying that, he pointed to the other side and said, "He is going to sue Rhode Rubber Tire Factory."

"And I," the black man continued, "I'm going to sue Louis Investment Company. Do you know Louis Investment Company? That's one of our top investment companies. How about it? You're so scared that you can't speak when you hear the names of these companies!"

Zhou Ming was indeed a little indescribable, but he was not scared, but a little amused, because at first Zhou Ming really thought he had a big case! But later he remembered that this place was just a grassroots court. If there was a real big case, or a wealthy man, he might have left the city court directly, so how could he still be here?

"As a matter of fact, they are all very powerful companies in Brighton, but I think it's better to let me first." Zhou Ming suggested very politely.

The black man stared at Zhou Ming and said, "Did you not understand what I said just now? I said our case is the most important thing. What kind of thing are you, a Chinese? What kind of case can you have?"

As he said that, the black man snatched Zhou Ming's documents from the female staff and read: "Look at you, you are just going to sue for forty-five investment companies including Caribbean Investment Company, Louis Investment Company, St. Martin Investment Company and New Dawn Investment Company."

The black man was very energetic when he first started chanting, but whenever he pronounced a name, his voice became three points weaker, and in the end his voice became smaller than a mosquito. But even such a small sound still attracted the attention of everyone in the room.

In everyone's eyes, the black man looked up at Zhou Ming incredibly and said, "How is this... possible? How could you sue these companies? They are all the most powerful investment companies in Brighton!"

"Doesn't the law support it?" Zhou Ming asked deliberately, and Allen shook his head at the right time and said it was impossible. Zhou Ming immediately continued, "So I'll sue today."
Chapter completed!