Brooklyn didn't say much, he just walked down the stairs, said 'follow me' to this group of 'young master soldiers', and then walked towards the conference room on his own.

Pressed for time. Everyone finally had ten minutes to get together, which was already very face-saving.

Ignoring the complaints behind him, Brooklyn led the people into the conference room, didn't even prepare a seat for them, nodded directly to the judges or judges' assistants in the conference room, took the list handed by Bob, and began to distribute.

Everyone is really busy, and many people don't want to waste even the ten minutes they have spared. Many people came in with files or indictments or agreement documents, and when Brooklyn read the list, they didn't even lift their heads, and they still worked in a hunch.

These actions fell in the eyes of the interns, but turned into humiliation. The first girl, who wore her hair in colorful braids, questioned Brooklyn

"Is that how you treat us? Don't you even have the most basic respect? ”

"New York is a rude city." Brooklyn stopped reading the list and looked at her in surprise.

The judges who work in the eucalyptus are still working in the eucalyptus, and they don't hear what is going on outside the window. Only Judge Carl Roberts, who had Tina in points, looked up at Brooklyn, and stopped talking.

Brooklyn looked at Tina, who looked at Brooklyn with her head held high. So Brooklyn withdrew his gaze.

"Okay." He reached out and took the pen from Bob's hand, pulled the cap of the pen, and crossed Tina's name off the list.

"You can go back to Boston."

"What?"

"I said, you can go back to Boston." Brooklyn repeats

"Your internship is over. 0 points. Brooklyn pulled out a form from the back, filled in a large pile of zeros, and handed it to Carl Roberts.

"Carl, sign it. She's your intern. Karl breathed a sigh of relief and took the form and signed his name.

Brooklyn took the form back, looked at it, and handed it back.

"What about opinions?" He tapped on the blank space above the signature bar

"Write some comments. She's your intern, and you've got to take it seriously, Carl. Karl looked up aggrievedly, glanced at Brooklyn, and then angrily grabbed his pen and wrote in the opinion column

"Emotional and illogical, the worst intern I've ever met, her internship hasn't even started, I'm already praying when it's over, working with her is a punishment for me."

"That's okay, right?" Carl asked. Brooklyn nodded, placed the form on the table, and pushed it over.

"Tina, you can go."

“no！” Tina was sluggish at first, but then reacted firmly to Brooklyn

"It's not in order!" Brooklyn glanced at the form and said calmly

"Provisions? What are the regulations? ”

"The rules of the school? Or is it a Harvard Law School rule? ”

"This is e.. Y, it's the Federal District Court! ”

"Dozens or hundreds of cases are processed here every day! To welcome you! That's right, it's you! Brooklyn gestured past the crowd

"To welcome you! Our judges still have to squeeze a little time out of their heavy work! ”

"Just to welcome you!"

"From meeting in the lobby downstairs to walking into this room, I heard you complain incessantly."

"Complain about why no one greeted you, why no one received you, why you were left waiting downstairs, why I was so indifferent, why I was so badly decorated, why my judges ignored you!"

"Are you blind?"

"Can't you see that they have to take the file and flip through it even when they come to the meeting?" Brooklyn slammed the table with a thud, startling the judges who were immersed in the world of dossiers.

Brooklyn crossed over to Tina and pointed at Peter Adams.

"You."

"Tell me, what do you think, or are you really blind and can only see yourself and no one else." Peter Adams was named, and stepped forward with a calm face.

He didn't look surprised, as if he had known that Brooklyn would target him.

"I haven't complained about anything, sir." Peter Adams said calmly

"Since stepping into e.. Y, I didn't say a word. Brooklyn stared at Peter Adams, getting closer.

Peter Adams stood still, tilting his head slightly, staring at Brooklyn, refusing to back down.

"Very good, I hope you can remember the way you look at you." Brooklyn spoke, turning around and picking up the form and stuffing it to Tina

"Now, please get out."

"You don't have the right to drive me away!" Tina said with a shudder. Brooklyn scoffed

"This is e.. Y, not Harvard Law School, I have the right. ”

"Now that you are no longer part of this internship, please leave."

"The documents here may involve state secrets, for God's sake, Ms. Tina, don't force me to let the bailiff take you away." Tina mustered up her courage and looked in front of Brooklyn, her chest heaving violently.

Eventually, she gave in. Tina grabbed the form that was full of zeros, bit her lower lip, and turned to smash away from the crowd.

Bang - the door slammed shut. Brooklyn clapped his hands and grabbed everyone's attention.

"Alright."

"The rest, if you want to leave, you can submit it now, and I will consult with your supervising judge to fill out your internship performance form as soon as possible."

"Does anyone want to go?" Brooklyn's eyes looked around. The trick of killing chickens and making an example of monkeys has always been very useful.

Brooklyn nodded and continued

"Now, I need you to remember that this is E. Y, not Harvard Law School! Here is the court! Not a school! ”

"Peter Adams, tell me the difference between the two."

"There are no professors in schools who give students a zero score before class." Peter Adams said.

Brooklyn came to Peter Adams.

"Do you think it's fun to confront me?"

"Do you feel a sense of accomplishment in confronting me?"

"Do you think you're a hero against me?" Peter Adams shook his head

"No, I'm just talking about what I saw."

"So what just happened, you just saw that we gave her a zero for her internship performance?" Brooklyn asked

"So, so much has just happened, and you only conclude that there is no teacher in the school who will give students a zero score before class?" Peter Adams stiffened his neck and insisted on meeting Brooklyn's gaze with a stubborn look in his eyes.

Brooklyn's eyes turned contemptuous.

"There are no teachers in the school who give students a zero score before class?" He repeated, his eyes growing more contemptuous.

"Harvard Law School Criminal Psychology Classroom Quiz, 2011." He withdrew his gaze and no longer looked at Peter Adams, but at the others

"Professor White, a professor of criminal psychology, announced that a small experiment would be conducted in this class, and everyone would be given a score of zero for the class, regardless of the student's performance."

"There are no teachers in the school who give students a zero score before class?" Brooklyn repeated

"How did you come to this conclusion?"

"Did you survey all the university professors in the federation, or did you visit every class of students?" Peter Adams' calm expression was broken.

He looked at Brooklyn with some anger. Brooklyn looked at him and continued

"How did you come to your conclusions?"

"Mr. Peter Adams?"

"Please answer the question!"

"I guess!" Peter Adams shouted with some annoyance.

"Guess what!" Brooklyn nodded

"Why do you think that what you are guessing is the truth?"

"The conclusion you guessed has not been verified in any way, there is no evidence to support it, why are you guessing that?" Peter Adams' handsome face turned red.

"What about you?" Brooklyn asked, pointing to a girl in the crowd. She was the only one of the two students who never complained.

The other is Peter Adams. Unlike Peter Adams, this girl was quiet throughout.

Brooklyn knew her, and she was the same intern that Brooklyn had taken a fancy to.

"Your name is ...... Emily Sherwood? Emily nodded and said

"The biggest difference between the court and the school is that there is no chance of starting over in the court, and we need to be careful to distinguish between lies and facts." Brooklyn nodded

"Good performance." He turned his head and said to Judge Anna, who was struggling to write

"Would you like to consider trading with me?" Anna marked the indictment without raising her head

"Emily was my pick." Brooklyn smacked her lips

"Okay." He turned to face the thirty-nine men, and was about to speak when the phone rang.

It's Burke. Picking up the phone, without waiting for Burke to speak, Brooklyn said directly

"Tina is challenging my authority before my judge, Burke, and I hope you're here to ask if I've placed my interns, not why I'm giving Tina a zero." Burke's signature laugh rang out

"Haha! Anyway, I'm just checking with you if we need to send another student over. Brooklyn glanced at the intern and shook his head

"No, you don't."

"Okay, I won't bother you, I wish you a happy job." Brooklyn nodded and hung up.

His call with Burke had just been released. Putting his phone away, Brooklyn said

"Alright, we've all met, now let's go back with your respective interns."

"Your performance during the internship will be recorded in a grading form. There is a special scoring standard for interns, and if you are interested, you can go to the server to retrieve and view. ”

"As a final note, any supervising judge has the right to decide to terminate your internship and give you a zero for your internship performance."

"Break up." It was destined to be an unsatisfactory meet-and-greet, one might even say that no one was satisfied.

The judges are very busy, and they have to find time to attend the meeting, and they have to 'take care of the children' and 'be a nanny' in the future, which is simply tiring.

Interns feel like they don't have the respect they deserve. Chief Justice Y, their alumnus, the rumored impartial Judge Brooklyn Lee, yelled at them like an SB when they met, and threw a tantrum.

Brooklyn has identified some of the 40 interns as having mixed in with people who don't want him to succeed John Manning.

Whether Tina is a mixed impurity, or she's stupid herself, brainwashed by the Virgin's charity preached by the Federation, Brooklyn must expel her.

Because she jumped out just right in Brooklyn when she needed it, and jumped the hardest. For a moment, Brooklyn even wondered if Tina had been brought in by John Manning.

Everyone was not satisfied, but things still had to be done. In this short meeting, the differences in the performance of the people perfectly reflected the difference between school and workplace.

The students are not satisfied, so the students express their dissatisfaction directly, and they will not think about whether they should say it or not, whether it is appropriate or not.

The judges were not satisfied, they did not express it, but came up with a way to work while attending the meeting, and solve the problem.

Brooklyn was not satisfied, and he showed it directly, but he performed reasonably, and he was the loudest and the most talking.

Three kinds of people, three kinds of performance. It stands to reason that interns should give them an afternoon to find a place to stay after they come to report.

Although most of these people were not short of money, they found a place to live early and even parked their cars in the garage.

But Brooklyn didn't. He puts the interns directly into the work. Nelly and Jerry led Peter Adams to prepare outside, while Brooklyn changed into his robes and confirmed the trial with Bob.

After confirming it, Brooklyn asked Jerry to take Peter Adams to the courtroom with him. Nelly was stunned.

She put down the papers in her hand, looked up at Brooklyn, and stopped talking. Eventually, Nelly shoved the list of evidence submitted by both parties into Brooklyn's arms and patted Peter Adams on the shoulder.

"Go ahead." She didn't spoil the atmosphere created in Brooklyn. But she was a little worried. When Jerry came, she took her hand in hand for a long time before she slowly got started and attended the trial independently.

Peter Adams had just been dismissed in public by Brooklyn, and he didn't even give him a minute to rest and respite, so he went to the trial again.

She felt that Brooklyn was in a bit of a hurry. Brooklyn didn't know he was in a hurry, but he couldn't help it.

If you want this batch of interns to achieve results as soon as possible, you can only 'help the seedlings grow'. Only if they show it as soon as possible can they help Brooklyn expand its voice at Harvard.

The latest situation shows that the Democratic Party is already preparing to take advantage of the dissatisfaction of some people with Mr. President, impeach the president, and force Mr. President to step down.

Once this kind of thing happens, the entire federal political arena will be a bloody storm. And neither Mr. President's character nor the Republican Party's anger at the Democrats for breaking the 'unspoken rules' will not stop there.

In the face of the impending storm, Brooklyn has consulted with Reilly, and he doesn't even have the slightest idea of grabbing profits.

They just want to protect themselves. That's why Brooklyn insisted on participating in the 'hoax' orchestrated by Frank.

Didn't he know that Frank was off to a bad start? Didn't he know that the political environment in New York would be completely destroyed by Frank's messing around?

He knows it all. If life is treated as a book, Frank is the proper villain, and Brooklyn and Reilly are the accomplices of the abuse.

Those who have been robbed of their 'card rights' are innocent and righteous. But Brooklyn had to do it.

Only by doing so can they strengthen themselves as quickly as possible and protect themselves from the storm.