Following.

From the morning onwards, Corser's mood was not very pleasant.

The whole sky was gray, and the drizzle was drizzling, turning the streets outside into pools.

This meant that he would have to walk on dirty, muddy roads to the station today, on a tram full of damp ** mixed with rain and sweat, and then dripping mud all the way to the office.

"It's damn weather!" New York has mostly good weather, but occasionally it's petty, like an adolescent girl.

After putting on the suit that his wife had ironed and hung up, he put on his tie, picked up his purse and went to the door, and lifted the coat hanging on the wall hook to the crook of his arm, and Corser quietly opened the door.

He didn't want to wake up his sleeping wife and daughter, who deserved to have a good weekend.

If it weren't for the big cases waiting for him lately, Corser would have been happy to stay at home and spend a wonderful holiday with them.

mentioned that her daughter Corser's face was full of pride, and she was admitted to Columbia ** College with excellent results, what a happy thing it is.

In the future, she will definitely become an excellent prosecutor, and even surpass him into the Department of Justice and enter the White House...

Corser had a beautiful vision in front of him, and although it was difficult to realize it, it did not prevent him from thinking so.

The only thing that's a little hard is that the tuition fees there aren't easy for their families.

As a federal prosecutor, Corser's salary isn't as glamorous as it seems, and they don't even earn as much as some of the salespeople who do it well.

This is what Mrs. Corser complained about the most, doing hard and dangerous work, dealing with all kinds of criminals and cases every day, but receiving the lowest salary.

But everybody always has some insistence, and someone has to do something about the world to make it a better place, right?

Yes, Corser thinks he's that kind of person, and that's what he does.

No matter who it is, what big man is standing behind him, he wants to make him compromise, and in a case half a year ago, the other party even asked a judicial assistant to intercede.

Corser just gave him two words: "No way!"

There is also a teacher who he once respected and went all the way to the Supreme Court, and he was very happy to see him again.

But I didn't expect that even he would become a capital...

The road was full of mud splashes, as Corser had thought, and his neat trouser legs, which had been washed by his wife, had become like a dirt dog wallowing in the mud.

"Sir Corser, here's your mail!" As soon as he walked into the office, Corser's foot stamped vigorously to shake off some mud spots and took the mail from the typist.

"Thank you. With a casual remark, Corser returned to the office with his purse and mail in his hand.

With his coat on the back of his chair, Corser sat down in his long-backed chair, his purse close to the table at his lap, and unhurriedly opened the mail.

The sign on the outside of the letter made Corser look stunned, it was the logo of Columbia University, yes, 'Is there news about that?'

Thinking of this, Coser sped up and opened the letter, looking up and writing, 'Dear Mr. Arthurph Coser, this is the Columbia University Office:

We regret to inform you that your daughter may not be able to study at our school due to the availability of students and merit-based admissions, which we regret......

Corser held the corners of his mouth with his hands, and his eyes flickered as he kept looking at the news on the letterhead, that they were going to kick their daughter out of the admission list.

Quota selection?

Corser seemed to think of something, someone was making trouble, who was it?

The image of a smiling face in front of his eyes, his trademark smile and his wife, as well as the story of being a minority who rose to become a new generation of predators in just a few years, is hard for anyone to forget.

Sonorous!

A knock on the door interrupted Corser's thoughts, and he refolded the letter and nodded to the assistant outside the glass door, motioning for him to come in.

"Prosecutor Corser, just now the restaurant called and said that your reservation was canceled. The assistant's face was puzzled.

As a district attorney, especially in the cosmopolitan city of New York, Coser is no small fish.

Not even the famous Shilts R restaurant should not do this... Unless there is some special reason.

"Okay, I got it. With the previous news, it was no longer surprising to him that restaurant reservations were being teased.

However, Prosecutor Corser clearly underestimated someone's influence.

Soon, a series of troubles followed, and his family life was completely mired in trouble.

First, the family's mortgage was notified to be paid off early, and then there was a call from the bursary, and for some reason, the money may not be withdrawn in time.

Corser warns the other party that he will sue the other party for bankruptcy.

But the answer was, "We are willing to bear the damage caused by our company and compensate your family, but it will take time." ”

"How long?" said Corser's face was like rusty iron.

"About 6 to 8 months we ...... you again"

"I'm going to you, ahh......h

His daughter is less than 4 months away from starting school, and before that, he needs to complete some formalities and pay for accommodation and other expenses in advance.

The difficulties of the brother ** college have not been solved, and for the sake of his own persistence, Corse even decided to let his daughter change schools.

But if she can't get this bursary fund in time, her daughter will lose all options and have to go to the kind of garbage school that stupid pigs only go to.

There are also mortgages that need to be repaid early, and the other party would rather be in default than do so, citing internal business adjustments.

Corser's wife called, and she was fired on the spot because she was accused of disrespecting the company culture for drinking a cup of instant coffee she brought with her during work hours.

Even worse was to come, their credit cards were frozen, not only for the Corsers, but also for their loved ones, friends, and even familiar people.

Soon, the payment slips of the Corser family were piled up on the low stool in front of the door, and the former legal pioneers could no longer straighten their backs, and sat down on the sofa without saying a word for a long time.

............

At the same time as these things happened, Li Zitao was meeting with the representative sent by the Abe cabinet, Taku Matsushita, at the Jin Jiang Hotel in Chinatown.

"Mr. Li, I have admired your name for a long time in the Far East, and it is an honor to meet you today, please allow me to express my sincere greetings to you on behalf of His Excellency Abe!"

Matsushita Takushi speaks Mandarin well, and it sounds like there is absolutely nothing you can't understand.

Man!

It looks a little strange, with a face and a dough that people pull deformed to both sides with their hands, and soybean-sized eyes dripping and rolling.

At first glance, it makes people feel uncomfortable, it's a treacherous and insidious dog thing!