Can following the rules be called rebirth?

Chapter 7 7. The bullet from many years ago hit me right between the eyebrows
For the whole afternoon, going back to school to ask for leave was just a small matter.

Zhou Mingyuan was not idle for the rest of the time.

He went back and forth to the relevant departments and registered his first company after his rebirth.

——Mingli Legal Consulting Company.

This is different from lawyers who are trained in law and need to go through layers of tests before they can take up their jobs.

There is no threshold to join a legal consulting company. You can start working right away as long as you have an office.

Compared with regular army like law firms, legal consulting companies are not even a ragtag army. At most, they are guerrillas who move from place to place after firing a shot.

Lawyer Zhou, who had struggled all the way in his previous life, initially looked down upon these endless stream of legal consulting companies.

The business capabilities are almost zero, and they rely entirely on overwhelming orders, sales, and investment.

The subsequent litigation business is often handed over to the cooperating lawyer, while the lawyer sits back and counts the money.

The Judicial Bureau cannot supervise it, relevant laws and regulations cannot bind it, and the Bar Association is even less likely to get involved.

Born to live in a no-man's land.

So these guys really dare to brag.

Things like "guaranteed to win the case," "having XX internal connections," and "guaranteed to file a case within three days."
No lawyer dares to promise the outcome of a case, but they do.

No law firm would take the risk of making non-compliant publicity, but they would.

If something goes wrong, the worst that can happen is that the company is deregistered and you can just walk away. Anyway, all the responsibilities will be borne by the lawyer who appears in court.

Whenever someone mentioned xx Consulting Company, the young Zhou Lu would roll his eyes and curse with disdain.

"Stop talking about being in the same profession. I don't recognize you."

"Those idiots!"

It feels so good to be an idiot.

Anyway, I've been reborn, so what's the bottom line?
As long as he abides by the rules and regulations within the legal scope, Zhou Mingyuan doesn't care about not forgetting his original intention.

How can legal professionals have original intentions?
Making money is the unifying original intention of young people in later generations.

It has to be said that starting with legal consulting is the best path tailored for a master like Zhou Mingyuan.

He has strong professional skills, a wild approach, and understands future trends.

What was even more convenient than his previous life was that he was alone now and there was no one to supervise him.

There is no need to consider the rules and regulations of the Bar Association, no need to think about public figures being cautious in their words and actions, and no need to worry about subsequent reputation issues.

I'm here to make money!

Since I won’t be a lawyer in the future, why would I care about the flood behind me!
The contempt and insults that he had insisted on holding on to the bottom line many years ago turned into a bullet that traveled through parallel time and space and hit him right in the middle of his eyebrows.

When I returned to the dormitory, the sun was setting.

The three roommates were sitting or lying in different places in the dormitory, but they looked very happy.

"Lao Zhou, you're back!"

"You definitely missed out by not attending military training. You don't even know how many beauties are leading each formation."

“It’s truly a feast for the eyes.”

"real or fake?"

Zhou Mingyuan took over the conversation with a smile, thinking that he didn't seem to be at such a disadvantage.

After all, he had looked at Li Zhi a lot throughout the morning.

"Of course it's real. You'll know when you come to military training tomorrow. How does that saying go? Only when they're wearing their military training uniforms can you tell who the real beauties are."

"That's a shame. I took the whole thing off."

"what?"

Now, the three roommates were a little curious.

"I found an internship at the court."

Zhou Mingyuan shrugged.

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Everyone looked at each other, said nothing, and continued with the previous topic.

After all, freshmen who are not well socialized, unlike the college leaders, will only think that Zhou Mingyuan is a little special.

They won’t think too deeply, such as whether the other party has complex connections within the system.

"There's a very pretty girl in the square next to our law school. She's tall. I don't know which school she's from, I just stared at her."

“This is definitely it!”

Cai Zhipeng gave a thumbs up, spoke very quickly, and sounded a little excited, even the Jiangcheng dialect came out.

"From the School of Management."

Yu Feiyang said firmly.

"How do you know?" Cai Zhipeng asked quickly.

"I've asked around, and you're not the only one watching. As soon as the first two rows of our formation disbanded, someone came over and asked for their contact information."

"Did you make it?"

"No, they sent me back in no time. They were very arrogant."

"If you ask me, that guy is still too inexperienced."

When Cai Zhipeng heard that the other party had failed, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he straightened up and started to explain science.

As a rich second-generation native of Jiangcheng area, he has had a lot of experience in high school and has his own understanding of how to pick up girls.

"Everyone's wearing the same old military training uniforms. It doesn't show their strength at all. If they try to approach someone directly, their success rate will definitely be low."

"It would be nice if I knew her name. I could ask for her contact information in a roundabout way."

"I actually asked, I think his name was Zhong. Zhong something?"

Yu Feiyang is indeed a know-it-all. He had already joined the freshman group of Nanhu University long before registering for school.

Not only do I get to know many seniors, but I also interact with students from other colleges.

"Zhong Yuyun?"

The next second, Zhou Mingyuan, who was replying to the message with his legs crossed, looked up.

"Yeah!"

“That’s what I call it!”

Yu Feiyang's eyes lit up.

"You're quick, Yuanzi! You haven't even come to the military training yet, and you've already found out?"

"Ha, I don't need to ask about this."

Zhou Mingyuan continued to look down at his phone, looking calm and composed.

"High school classmates."

The messages coming back and forth on the screen happened to be WeChat messages sent by high school classmates.

[Hey, our formation is right next to the Law School. Why don’t I see you on the playground?]

[I have something to do, so I won't be participating in the military training.]

【.? 】

The other party first sent a string of ellipsis, followed by several sentences.

【fraud! 】

[You didn't even come to military training, so why are you wearing sunscreen? You've taken a lot of my stuff!]

【blablabla】

Zhou Mingyuan didn't have time to take a closer look because his roommate had already jumped off the bed and rushed over to him.

"Brother Zhou, is she your high school classmate?"

"There's this kind of relationship?!"

Hearing that someone recognized him, Cai Zhipeng immediately turned into a dynamic boy, and even changed his address from Yuanzi to Brother Zhou.

He immediately took out a pack of Huanghelou from his pocket, handed over a cigarette, and walked over with a grin.

"That's right."

Zhou Mingyuan didn't hesitate and nodded with a smile.

At the same time, holding the cigarette with two fingers made it easier for Cai Zhipeng to light it, and his movements were natural and smooth.

He looked like he was used to being treated like this.

"I'd really like to get to know you. Can we have a meal together?"

Cai Zhipeng is indeed not like many young guys who ask others to promote WeChat right away.

After all, he comes from a merchant family and has basic emotional intelligence.

"By the way, Brother Zhou, are you familiar with her? Is it convenient for me to talk to her?"

"good."

Zhou Mingyuan still had a smiling face.

"The seven-dimensional space you are standing on is the little sunscreen gift she gave me."

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Yu Feiyang forgot to peel the fruit in front of him, the cigarette at Cai Zhipeng's fingertips burned to ashes, and Xiong Yao's hands, which were rubbing clothes, stopped in place.

The three roommates all widened their eyes.

(End of this chapter)