Entering the Tang Song Law Firm, the decoration inside is quite classical, from the wooden counter of the front desk, a young girl with a pair of big eyes is concentrating on playing a game, listening to the sound of the game is quite cheerful.

Zuo Xinrou looked up and down, left and right, and then walked to the front desk and politely greeted: "Hello, is this Tang Song Law Firm?"

The girl laughed when she heard that she looked up at the person who came and did not speak: "Hello, is there anything you want to consult?"

The pleasing look on the girl's face made Zuo Xinrou suddenly feel a lot closer: "That's the case, I heard that there is a recruitment here, so I came over to take a look."

When I heard that the smile of the girl who came to recruit deepened a little, I didn't say much and enthusiastically let Zuo Xinrou inside, Zuo Xinrou followed her and stepped inside, facing a classical style screen, and on the face of the screen were the four gentlemen of Meilan, Zhuju, and looked a lot more elegant.

The girl led her around the screen and into the inner room, which was about forty or fifty square meters, with a few working desks and some calligraphy and paintings hanging on the four walls, which showed a bit of elegance.

The four work desks are different, and one of the tables in the back is cleaned up and looks much more comfortable. And the other table next to this table can only be described as being arched by pigs, and there are many things in a mess.

Looking at these two tables with different styles, Zuo Xinrou only felt that this law firm was too different, so different that it made her feel a little unreliable.

The voice of the girl who was thinking about the reception at the front desk came: "Song Lu is here to recruit."

Following her words, Zuo Xinrou turned her face slightly and saw a man of medium stature, holding a brush in his hand and not knowing what he was writing or drawing.

Hearing the girl's voice, the man raised his head and glanced at Zuo Xinrou lazily, then lowered his head and continued to write, not caring about anyone who came.

Taking advantage of the moment he looked up, Zuo Xinrou saw the man clearly, about forty years old, an elegant face was very much lined with the brush in his hand, and the wooden carved brush holder on the work table in front of him was a square inkstone, and there was almost nothing too modern on his desk, if it wasn't for the girl calling him Song Lu, with his temperament and a table of things, Zuo Xinrou really thought that he was a pure Chinese scholar.

The girl seemed to have guessed that he would react like this, pointed to the sofa on the side and smiled at Zuo Xinrou, "You sit down for a while."

As he spoke, he turned around and poured her a cup of tea and introduced: "Don't be surprised, our Song Lu is usually not like this, he just doesn't like to be disturbed when he is practicing calligraphy."

Zuo Xinrou nodded to show her understanding, some people will always boast of themselves and make some different habits to show their differences.

Of course, some people really have some real skills, but some people are inevitably vassals and elegant, and they just show others how to see. I just don't know if this lawyer Song is really true or false!

Lawyer Song was busy for a while before he seemed to be done. looked at the words he wrote, his expression was very satisfied, and when he put away the pen, he looked at Zuo Xinrou.

"Did you bring your resume?" Lawyer Song walked to the table with a purple sand teacup and asked in a soft tone.

Zuo Xinrou took out the resume in her bag and handed it over, Lawyer Song took the resume and looked at it carefully, and nodded with satisfaction: "I didn't expect Miss Zuo to be a doctor from the University of Political Science and Law at a young age, which is really amazing."

Zuo Xin smiled modestly: "It's just a certificate of academic qualifications, and it's not a good thing to say."

Song Ying smiled slightly when she heard this: "Miss Zuo is too modest, at the age of 23, she completed her doctorate at the University of Political Science and Law and took the A-level lawyer certificate, which is not a simple academic certificate!"

Seeing that he was sincere, Zuo Xinrou didn't say anything more, waiting for his next words, Song Ying looked down twice and couldn't help but admire: "I see that the two cases you handled are quite good, how could you think of coming to our small law firm?"

Zuo Xinrou was a little embarrassed when he asked him this, how do you say this? Said that he originally went to the big law firm in front of me to apply for a job, but they have already found the right person? This is too shameless.

Just as he was hesitating and not knowing what to say, he heard a sigh outside, followed by a man's voice: "Alas, the revolution has not yet succeeded, and the comrades still need to work hard."

Zuo Xinrou's eyes were drawn to the position of the screen, and sure enough, two people walked in from the outside, and a middle-aged man in front of him was not tall with a sad face, and he sighed and frowned. He was right.

The man who followed in was about thirty years old, tall and fair-skinned, with a very delicate face, and then he saw Zuo Xinrou's brows wrinkling unnaturally.

Song Ying greeted the two people with a smile: "You guys are back, how is today?"

The middle-aged man also noticed Zuo Xinrou's cunning, glanced at Zuo Xinrou and asked with a smile, "Where did this little girl come from?"

Song Ying glanced at Zuo Xinrou, who was sitting on the sofa honestly, and raised the resume in his hand: "She is not a little girl, this is Zuo Xinrou, a first-class lawyer with a doctorate who graduated from the University of Political Science and Law."

Seeing him explain that Zuo Xinrou stood up politely, the middle-aged man looked at Zuo Xinrou and obviously didn't believe it: "So young!"

The man in the back walked directly to the clean and tidy work desk and sat down, carefully looked Zuo Xinrou up and down, and didn't say anything.