Lin Chuan covered his mouth with his hand, forming a sound barrier, and turned his head toward Shen Qianqian, "Don’t worry, everything is under control."
"Really?"
Shen Qianqian’s eyes widened slightly in surprise.
"We’ve known each other for a long time, don’t you understand me yet?" Lin Chuan said with a watery smile.
"Pah, who’s known you for a long time?"
Shen Qianqian bit her lip and glanced at Lin Chuan.
"Not old acquaintances? Er, old friends, I misspoke," Lin Chuan corrected himself.
Shen Qianqian huffed.
Then, her gaze fell on a corner of the consultation room.
There, Qin Zhiyuan was interfacing with Wu Zheng.
Wu Zheng looked very young, clean-cut even though he had short hair, but his hairline wasn’t high, lacking the convincing appearance of experienced lawyers.
Lawyers, to some extent, are like doctors.
The less hair, the more convincing they seem.
Teacher Zhang San had thinning hair, even showing signs of male pattern baldness, widely recognized as a stalwart in the legal field.
Zhang Wei, on the other hand, had thick hair and clear eyes, making it easy to judge between him and Zhang San.
Shen Qianqian thought that the lawyer Lin Chuan found was not very reliable.
That was her impression upon meeting him.
So, she looked toward Lin Chuan and said, "Lin Chuan, do you want me to introduce you to a more experienced lawyer?"
Lin Chuan glanced at Wu Zheng, who was interfacing with Qin Zhiyuan, and shook his head: "No need."
Shen Qianqian was somewhat worried.
"He’s too young, looks like he just graduated."
Lin Chuan laughed, "Too experienced lawyers are easily infiltrated by the other side; they won’t even bother with a rookie lawyer."
Shen Qianqian was left speechless by Lin Chuan’s twisted logic.
It seemed to make sense.
But something still felt off!
Lin Chuan laughed heartily, full of confidence, "Don’t worry, even if Wu Zheng doesn’t say a word, I can win this high-end game!"
His lawsuit with Sania Weapons Research Company was different from other cases.
In fact, he was backed by the National Weapons Research Institute.
As long as the evidence was laid out, Wu Zheng really didn’t need to speak; Anling Court would understand.
Surely, Anling Court wouldn’t side with Sania Weapons Research Company, right?
If it did, no amount of talking from Wu Zheng would help!
"If we can’t win, you’ll go to the police station, and oh, there’s also three hundred billion!" Shen Qianqian huffed. Your next chapter awaits on empire
"Then you lend me some."
"I don’t have much money; my salary is only seven to eight thousand a month, and you haven’t helped me catch criminals recently, so I have no bonuses," Shen Qianqian pouted slightly.
"Fine, when I earn some money, I’ll share some with you."
"What money will you earn?"
"Of course, the money from the plaintiff."
"How will you earn it?"
"If he can sue me, can’t I sue him?" Lin Chuan feigned outrage.
"Hmm?"
Shen Qianqian was taken aback.
Suddenly, her eyes, clear as autumn water, brightened, a flash of light sparkling within.
Lin Chuan placed his finger on his lips, making a shushing gesture.
"Do you need my help?" Shen Qianqian asked.
"Take good care of yourself and help me look after Xinxin, and we’ll win for sure," Lin Chuan said, his mouth curving into a smile.
"Alright, I’ll wait for your good news!"
Nightfall descended quietly.
The dusk settled, and the horizon gradually took on a faint blue-purple hue, a dreamlike color interwoven with the afterglow of the sunset and the impending night.
Unlike the biting cold wind of the north, in the south during late autumn and early winter, the night air was warm and moist, seeming to permeate every inch of skin, bringing an indescribable comfort and refreshing coolness.
Just as Lin Chuan had predicted, the lawsuit from Sania Weapons Research Company accusing Lin Chuan of infringement spread like wildfire across various social media platforms both domestically and internationally.
Every major news outlet raced to report it.
Even Lin Chuan’s reader group was filled with related content.
[@Mr. Lin, you say, spend your days writing some real books, what you have is not enough!]
[Can someone tell me, did @Mr. Lin really make thirty billion?]
[When I was watching "Arms Tycoon", I knew Mr. Lin was no simple matter, indeed, he had connections with foreign weapons research companies!]
[No wonder we haven’t seen any new books lately, only troublemaking. Now look, you’ve annoyed a foreign weapons research company, better settle this quickly and get back to writing, I’ll donate to the Golden Alliance for you, don’t make me beg on my knees! @Mr. Lin]
[Or should we crowdfund the thirty billion?]
The group’s mischief-makers were curious and jesting; hardly a few were worried.
In their eyes,
Mr. Lin, a suspect, involved in some cases, was nothing out of the ordinary.
Besides, these readers had weathered many storms and weren’t easily shaken by something like thirty billion on the internet.
The readers weren’t shaken, but Lin Chuan’s editor was indeed startled.
"Lin Chuan, how could you be sued by Sania?"
Usually, Youyou contacted Lin Chuan via QQ.
Tonight, Youyou called Lin Chuan directly, her tone somewhat urgent.
Although this incident was bizarre and somewhat absurd, with many viewing it with a sense of schadenfreude, concerning Lin Chuan, Youyou was feeling particularly sensitive.
"It’s nothing, just a small problem."
Lin Chuan answered Youyou’s call, ending up comforting her instead.
He knew her concerns and didn’t want her to worry; indeed, there wasn’t much to be worried about.
Sania Weapons Research Company was just the plaintiff on record.
The real puppet master behind the scenes was the Morgan Group.
This time, Lin Chuan intended to make the Morgan Group bleed out!
The kind that would stain the Pacific Ocean red!
"A small problem?" Although Youyou kept in touch with Lin Chuan, she mostly did so online, unlike Shen Qianqian and Xia Qingqing, who understood many of Lin Chuan’s intricacies in real life.
For example, the Anling Toy Factory, military weapons business.
"These patents have all been approved by the National Patent Office and vetted by the National Weapons Research Institute, don’t worry."
Lin Chuan explained calmly, his tone convincingly reassuring.
"That’s good."
Youyou breathed a sigh of relief, "By the way, I have something to tell you."
"What’s up?" Lin Chuan asked.
"Domestically and overseas, your novel, "Arms Tycoon", has seen a flood of paid commentators and anti-fans; the comment section is about to explode! I just checked the Underground section in the International Forum, and it’s temporarily closed," Youyou relayed everything she knew to Lin Chuan.
"Handling the comment section is easy, during this time, set a threshold for commenting based on fan value, let’s set it to ten million fan value, and also issue an announcement to explain the situation," Lin Chuan’s thought process was clear, and he promptly devised a strategy.
"You’re still looking to profit off these paid commentators and anti-fans, huh?" Youyou laughed, amused by Lin Chuan’s comment.
"They’re targeting me, I certainly have to collect some interest first," Lin Chuan laughed heartily, his demeanor calm and relaxed.
"Alright, leave that to me, focus on your lawsuit, I’m waiting for your good news," Youyou said cheerfully.
"No problem, wait for my good news."
On the river surface, the moonlight shone like silver, gently spreading over the water, creating a glittering effect, as if countless tiny diamonds were dancing and twinkling attractively. Occasionally, a flat boat glided by, leaving long trails in the water, disrupting the calm and stirring the tranquil beauty.
Youyou had called, showing deep concern for Lin Chuan’s situation, and only after repeatedly confirming that Lin Chuan would not be adversely affected did she feel relieved.
Meanwhile, Youyou also brought news.
The overseas version of "Arms Tycoon" was swarmed by paid commentators and anti-fans; pressured by the overseas media climate, Sailing Novel had no choice but to temporarily shut down the comment section for "Arms Tycoon", waiting for the event to conclude before reopening it.

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