Chapter 239, life is like a box of chocolates
The categorical acceptance of the indictment was the first step taken by Brooklyn. The configuration of the computer in front of the department and the improvement of the efficiency of the clerk are just the introduction.
After confirming that there was no problem, Brooklyn called the meeting closed. He's not prepared to move all his ideas out in one go.
Test the waters with the classified indictment first, and then adjust the next step based on the results. Back in the office, facing a desk full of pending papers, Brooklyn didn't rush to work, he put his notebook in his bag, turned on his computer, and thought silently as he browsed the news.
Now he came with Cedric's enormous prestige, enough to convince E. y, promote their own philosophy.
At such a time, no one will not oppose him without a long eye, even if he knows that it is wrong, he will obediently obey.
By the time Cedric's turmoil had passed, his popularity had receded, and others were able to resist, he had already imprinted his imprint on E. y.
Things are on the right track, and it's too late for others to revolt. Wait for him to e.. Y transformation is complete, let e.. Y exerted his full strength and stood out from the crowd of federal district courts, and his ability naturally became apparent.
At that time, he will be able to rely on the use of e.. Y's transformation has become famous, laying the foundation for his own higher development.
And due to his early e.. Y has made his own mark, and no one can take away this credit, it can only belong to him!
By e.. Y has shown excellent administrative skills, and coupled with his ability to adjudicate cases that he has slowly accumulated, his future will be smooth.
The only thing I have to worry about now is the question of e.. There is a problem in the process of renovation. Smoothing out his thoughts, Brooklyn pulled out his notebook and studied it carefully.
At noon, Bob informs Brooklyn that he is being approached by a man who claims to be an executive. After the phone was connected, there was a hearty laugh from the receiver.
The executive introduced himself and then explained his intentions.
"I'm sorry, Judge Brooklyn, for the appointment of our company that has caused you so much trouble. Now that we know your verdict, there will be a press conference in the afternoon, with reporters from various well-known media outlets in New York. At that time, the person in charge of New York will apologize to the entire media. ”
"In addition, your fine against the New York branch will be paid as soon as possible. In addition, we are preparing to donate $200,000 to help the Veterans Club hire a psychologist in an effort to prevent a repeat of Mr. Saidrak's incident. The executive spoke very simply, without the slightest delay, and after talking about the treatment plan, he took the initiative to ask Brooklyn if he had any other opinions.
They must have corrected it immediately and started to prepare. This kind of polite and down-to-earth style of doing things is difficult to make people feel bad.
Brooklyn said with a little rustiness
"It is only necessary to follow the judgment to be executed, and the court will send two staff members to the scene to supervise the execution of the judgment and collect evidence for preservation. Please notify the court when the judgment is executed. ”
"As for the compensation outside the judgment, that is your own business, not the court." The executive officer did not have the slightest embarrassment of a hot face on his cold ass, and still said with a warm smile
"Okay, Judge Brooklyn, rest assured, we will resolutely enforce the verdict."
"The person in charge of New York announced that he would appeal, that was just her personal opinion, just now the company has held a meeting, decided not to appeal, we think your judgment is very reasonable. We do have a responsibility for such a thing. Brooklyn didn't answer.
Such an enthusiastic attitude alarmed him. It's not that Brooklyn has persecution paranoia, and it's so paranoic that the whole world is going to work against him.
The impact of Cedric's verdict is not as simple as it seems, and the most serious and most impactful of the penalties is not compensation, but a public apology.
The act of apologizing publicly will have an irreversible effect on the image, nailing the whole to the pillar of shame.
Even in another 100 years, people will still remember that they were ordered by the court to publicly apologize.
One may forget the beginning and end of Cedric, or even the name Cedric, but will remember forcing a man to death.
For the public, the whole story is that Sedrake is going to die, and he still refuses to admit it, and he still refuses to obey the court verdict and is ready to appeal.
The image of this pair will be a serious blow. A public apology means something wrong and that the plaintiff is right.
means that the report is false. A broadcaster with a history of misreporting and justice by the courts, will anyone believe its news?
Anyway, Brooklyn doesn't believe in the news. The most immediate effect of Cedric's eucalyptus pair is stocks.
In the morning, when I was flipping through the news in Brooklyn, I saw a report on the official website of the Wall Street Journal. Today, stock prices continue to fall, and although the decline is not the largest in history, it is stable enough.
In just one morning, millions of market capitalization have evaporated. Under such a huge influence, the executive can still be so enthusiastic, which Brooklyn can't help but think about not much.
After hanging up, Brooklyn was wondering if something was missing when another call came in.
The caller was John Manning. Mr. Dean of Harvard Law School. Brooklyn put away her thoughts, smiled gracefully, and answered the phone.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Manning."
"Hahaha! Brooklyn, my most wonderful student, you are the pride of Harvard! John Manning's laughter was louder than that of an executive, and he could hear that he was very happy.
"I've read your verdict, well done." John Manning praised John Manning's call for unraveling Brooklyn's doubts.
Soon after Cedric's start, the media companies realized that something was wrong, and they saw it as a new crackdown on them by the justice system.
For the sake of prudence, the media companies chose to let them be pawns to test the depth of the judicial system.
Sydrek quickly attracted the attention of the academics, and although Brooklyn did not get angry with them, they still accurately grasped Brooklyn's intentions, and quickly completed the deployment, directly blocking the media companies from the field.
That's why Brooklyn went all the way to the knife. The oversized players who could cause him trouble were all stopped by the academy.
At this table, Brooklyn is the biggest. He is the dealer, the dealer, and the maker of the game.
So he won easily. The content of the verdict after Brooklyn's victory surprised the academics. Cedric will be a breakthrough for academics, or the entire judicial system, to better control media companies.
John Manning's praise for Brooklyn's 'job well' is not praising him for winning the game – what is there to congratulate on winning the game as a dealer, dealer, and game rulemaker?
John Manning boasted of the Brooklyn verdict. The verdict, based on Sedrek's eucalyptus, gave the academy the handle of a media company.
That's what 'well done' is the real 'well done'. …………………… In the afternoon, a press conference was held as scheduled, and three hours before the meeting, the party contacted the court, and the judge on duty, Huggins Meghan, sent two bailiffs to the scene to supervise.
At the press conference, Ms. Jane stood in front of the stage with a pale face, reading the speech with a cold face. Her voice was emotionless, like a manuscript-reading robot.
After reading it, Ms. Zhen ignored the arms standing in the room, clutched the manuscript in a ball, and turned to leave.
The host had expected this, and when Ms. Zhen walked off the stage, he had already walked to the stage, and he clicked on ABC's reporter questions as he walked, which was seamless.
Ms. Jane turned backstage and was stopped in the hallway by a tall man.
"Get out of the way." Ms. Jane said with a cold face
"I've done what you say." The tall man did not get out of the way, but kept approaching. The boundaries of safe distance were broken, and the sense of oppression brought by body size and gender came to her face, so that Ms. Zhen couldn't help but take half a step back, and then she came to her senses, she gritted her teeth and stopped retreating, stubbornly tilted her head, and took another half step forward, standing in the original position,-for-tat with the tall man.
"Jane, don't always have a cold face. I still prefer the tone in which you call me by name. The tall man lowered his head and smiled ambiguously.
"You make me sick. Get out of the way. Ms. Jane said with annoyance.
"That's a shame." The tall man shrugged and got out of the way. Lady Jane staggered with him.
The tall man turned to look at Ms. Jane's back, and his voice became cold.
"Jane, who is you going to show with a stinky face?"
"Because of your misconduct, you have caused huge losses to the company. This morning, the company evaporated nearly 10 million in market value. ”
"You have today, it's all self-inflicted. Don't think who's doing you harm. ”
"The company is still going to wipe your ass and clean up the aftermath. And apologize to that shitty judge. ”
"You'd better get your attitude right, Jane, and don't forget how you ended up in charge of the New York branch." Ms. Jane walked into the bathroom without looking back.
Walking into the cubicle, tearing up the speech in her hand and flushing it into the toilet, Ms. Jane stood in front of the toilet in silence, staring at the toilet water for a long time.
Half an hour later, Ms. Jane left the cubicle and stood in front of the mirror to touch up her makeup. Looking at her old and graceful face in the mirror, Ms. Jane took a deep breath, put away the last trace of weakness, held her head high, and walked out of the bathroom proudly.
"Tony, contact me with Mr. Jeffrey, the former director. Invite him to dinner. ”………………………… Night.
Jerry drove back to his friend's house drunk. Stopping at the door, Jerry stepped out of the car, took out the key and fiddled at the door for a long time, but the door did not move.
Jerry cursed and knocked the door.
"Bennett! Bennett! Jerry knocked on the door.
"Open the door! I'm Jerry! ”
"Damn, the key you gave me is broken!"
"Open the door!" The laughter in the room suddenly stopped, and a figure came behind the door. Squeak. The door opened, revealing the face of a gloomy man.
"Who are you looking for?" The man's face was turned against the light, and his expression could not be seen clearly. Jerry looked into the room, but the man moved his body and blocked it tightly.
So he took a few steps back, looked up, and realized that he had gone wrong.
"I'm sorry. I went wrong. Jerry gestured to the dark house next door, his embarrassed expression.
"Excuse me, Mr. Dexter, sorry." In the light of the porch, Jerry could see the man's face.
It was his neighbor's boyfriend. Worked at NYPD and was said to be a forensic doctor. The two seem to be getting married.
"Morgan, who?" Rita's voice came from inside the house.
"It's okay, next-door neighbor, it's a mistake." Dexter looked back and explained, continuing to stare at Jerry with a gloomy face.
This look as if he had stripped himself naked, Jerry was uncomfortable, and halfway through his drinking, Jerry took two steps back and apologized in embarrassment
"Sorry to interrupt." After apologizing, Jerry turned and walked back to the car.
"Wait." Behind him came Dexter's shout, and Jerry couldn't help but stop, listening to the footsteps behind him approaching, like a thorn in his back.
"You've been drinking?" Dexter asked as he walked up to Jerry and frowned. Jerry nodded.
"I'll send you back." Dexter held out his hand. Jerry breathed a sigh of relief and politely declined.
"No, it's so close, it's going to be fine." Dexter gave Jerry a deep look, lowered his hand, and said nothing more.
It wasn't until the sound of the door closing behind him and the laughter resounded in the room that Jerry came to his senses.
He couldn't help but shudder, and was shocked to realize that he was actually in a cold sweat. He muttered, started the car, and stopped in front of the dark house.
I took out the key and opened the door smoothly, but it was still dark.
"Bennett, did you sleep? Why don't you turn on the lights? Jerry shouted at a crushed voice, fumbling for the switch and turning on the light.
The instantaneous light made him subconsciously squint his eyes.
"So you didn't sleep. Why don't you turn on the lights? Seeing the figure sitting on the couch, Jerry grumbled and walked over.
Skirting the couch, Jerry's steps stopped. He couldn't help but take a deep breath and hold his breath.
At Bennett's feet, an old lady was lying. The old lady's eyes were closed and she remained motionless, as if she were dead.
"Hell! What did you do! Jerry's voice became sharp, he shouted, and hurriedly leaned over to check on the old lady's condition.
"He's my mom." Bennett sat on the couch, rolled his eyes blankly, and explained quietly.
"Quick! Call an ambulance! She's not dead yet! Thank God! She just fainted. Jerry detected the old lady's faint pulse and hurriedly shouted.
The wooden Bennett rolled his eyes, gradually coming alive.
"What are you still doing! Call an ambulance! Seeing that Bennett didn't move, Jerry shouted again.
Bennett stood up, took two quick steps, seemed to think of something, and his pace slowed down, and finally stopped where he was.
He hesitantly clutched his phone and did not dial. Jerry didn't think much about it, and when he saw that Bennett was not moving, he simply took out his mobile phone and prepared to call an ambulance.
He had just pulled out his phone when Bennett snatched it.
"What are you doing?" Jerry looked up in disbelief.