Bob is just an ordinary person, at most a little luckier and bolder than ordinary people. He seized the opportunity to introduce himself when Brooklyn was short of people, and then gradually reached the position he is today.

He actually has a lot of shortcomings. Fortunately, indecision is not included in these shortcomings. After sitting in a music restaurant with Brooklyn, being watched by the people around him with strange eyes, going to the old gun to watch a striptease, and drinking 300 glasses, Bob was drunk and his body was as soft as noodles.

- The striptease at the Old Gun Bar is a serious striptease. Brooklyn beckoned two acquaintances to help, carried Bob to the hotel, and hired the officers for another round before returning to the hotel room.

He didn't dare to ask for another room. Bob was so drunk that he was left alone, and Brooklyn was afraid that he would choke on his own vomit.

Ripping off his coat and covering him with a quilt, Brooklyn was about to take a shower when he suddenly heard a staccato sound on the bed.

He turned his head, and there Bob was lying there, frowning uncomfortably, his eyes shining at him.

"Blue ...... Blue, I, I'm getting a divorce, divorce. ”

"She, she scolded me for being in bad shape, she was a, a superficial woman, a woman."

"Where am I, it's not good." As he spoke, Bob lifted the quilt and slapped his belly hard, an action that once again irritated his stomach and made him retch.

Bob frowned and spoke intermittently, mentioning that Mary disliked him and was very aggrieved, mentioning that Mary mocked him for his work in bed, and had to take off his pants to prove it to Brooklyn.

Brooklyn hurriedly pulled the quilt and covered him.

"Go to sleep, and if you still have this idea tomorrow morning, I'll support you."

"No......" Bob frowned, fanning Brooklyn's arm, both muttering

"I, I'm working for this family, making money."

"Again, they blame me for not spending more time with them."

"I'm so hard~"

"Blanco, I'm so hard!" Bob took Brooklyn's hand, tongue wide and babbling, and wouldn't let him go.

As he spoke, he suddenly burst into tears. While crying and complaining, it seems that he wants to vent all the grievances in his heart.

Bob is angry, aggrieved, incomprehensible, and dazed. He couldn't understand why Mary and Leon had to treat him like this, he had paid so much for this family, and he had been silently gritting his teeth and persevering, but the result was not as good as a few words of rhetoric and oily tone.

He was at a loss because of his hard work in managing his marriage and family, his conscientious dedication, eating his flowers, his drinking, his living, and in the end, he did not understand and betray.

He was aggrieved by this, and angry because of it. He began to hold Brooklyn's arm, crying loudly, snot and tears brushing Brooklyn's arm.

He vented all his grievances. Finally, he was sleepy and fell asleep.

Brooklyn glanced at his watch, which was covered with a layer of liquid that I don't know whether it was tears or snot, and I could vaguely make out the time, it was just over one o'clock in the morning.

This surprised him a little. He thought it should be at least three o'clock. But think about Bob's bad mood, when he goes to the bar, he just drinks with his head down, glass after drink, and it doesn't take long from entering the door to going out.

It makes sense. The next day, early in the morning. Floor-to-ceiling windows flood the room. Brooklyn, who was sleeping on the ground, felt like his whole body was going to freeze.

The bunk he hit last night didn't seem to have the effect of resting, and it hurt everywhere. Bob had gotten up and was carefully shaving in the bathroom.

After cleaning up, change to Brooklyn and go in to tidy up personal hygiene. When Brooklyn came out, he found Bob standing at the door, his eyes swollen to a slit because he had cried so much last night.

"Boss, I've got it figured." Bob said. His voice was a little hoarse, which was probably the cause of last night's hangover.

"I want to take a day off and get a divorce."

"Got it figured?" Brooklyn paused and asked.

"I've figured it out." Bob nodded, took a deep breath and said

"There's a first time, there's a second time. I don't want to be arrested for injuring someone with a gun one day and make it difficult for you to do it. ”

"What about Leon?" Brooklyn asked. Lyon, who is 15 years old, is a minor and needs parental guardianship.

"Leon doesn't like me." Bob said sullenly, a little depressed, and then he smiled self-deprecatingly and said

"Maybe he prefers that gym teacher to be his dad."

"Really thought about it?" Brooklyn asked with a deep look at Bob. Bob nodded

"Hmm. The house can be given to her, the property can also be divided among her, we didn't sign the agreement at the beginning, but I don't want to dwell on this, I just want to get out as soon as possible, boss, scalper is still waiting for my reply. In the end, he even made a joke.

Brooklyn turned to Bob and nodded solemnly

"Now that you've thought about it, don't regret it."

"No, it won't." Bob said, shaking his head.

"Good. You contact Anthony and get a lawyer from Boston. Brooklyn said

"You don't have to go to court, you can be represented by a lawyer."

"Bob, you have all my network of relationships in your hands, and you have to learn to use the relationships in your hands. Don't always try not to get me into trouble, or not to trouble others. Brooklyn said solemnly

"There are things that seem to you to be trouble, but there are people who want you to trouble them."

"You have to learn to make good use of these relationships." Bob laughed, but there was a hint of gloom in his smile

"I see, boss."

"Okay, don't cry and lose your face." Brooklyn patted him on the shoulder

"Maybe you'll meet something better in the future."

"Well, it will." Bob nodded vigorously. The two had breakfast at the hotel and went their separate ways.

Brooklyn drive to E.. Y, Bob took a taxi to the airport — though Brooklyn didn't say it, he got his priorities right.

Scalpers and parliamentarians can't delay their affairs, and the sooner they can be resolved, the better. Once you let go of some things and look back, you will realize how insignificant they are.

On the way to the airport, Bob booked a plane ticket before slowly contacting Harvard, and after an introduction, he made an appointment with a lawyer.

The two sides made an appointment to meet in Boston the day after tomorrow to discuss the details. Putting down the phone, Bob flipped through the call logs, paused for a moment on the familiar missed call, and dialed the scalper's number.

"Hello, Mr. Councillor, I'm Bob Allen, I don't know if you have time this afternoon, Mr. Brooklyn values your opinion and has sent me over to interview you."

"I'm sorry, I need to fly to Boston in the evening, there are other arrangements, if you don't have time in the afternoon, then make another appointment."

"Got time? Well, I'll let you know when it's time. Okay, that's it, goodbye. Bob exhaled and returned to work.

………… Bob has a lot of disadvantages, but also a lot of advantages. Brooklyn didn't worry about Bob's side anymore.

He was confident that Bob could handle it. Arrival e.. Y, walked into the office, greeted everyone, and Webster brought a few letters.

Every day, the court receives a flood of letters, especially to Brooklyn. Most of them were complaints against judges or staff, and Brooklyn didn't even need to open them, just glance at the envelope to roughly guess the contents of the letter.

These complaints will be dealt with by someone themselves. Brooklyn watched from a fiefdom and quickly returned most of it to Webster.

"These signatures are personal, especially those who have been tried by our court or are in the trial of the parties or family members, basically all of them are complaints, you can dismantle them, register them according to the category of complaints, ask the person being complained about what's going on, and then give them an email back."

"There is a standard file in the system for replying to emails, remember to change the name."

"Some of the complaints are really about our people, such as this one." Brooklyn took out an envelope and opened it, pointing to its contents

The man, Exxon, complained about Judge Gracie's unfair trial, saying he had been treated unfairly. It's possible that this kind of don't reply to the mail, and write back to Mr. Exxon that the judge complains that we have no right to manage. He could be instructed to write letters to the Committee on Judicial Conduct. ”

"Some of them are just small problems, like this."

"This Ms. Rosa said that our security measures had broken her card and that we could help her get a new card if she could."

"There are some questions that don't need to be bothered. For example, this Jennifer claimed that using our hand sanitizer in the bathroom caused allergies, and there was a warning next to our hand sanitizer, which was her own problem. Teaching Webster while classifying, Brooklyn found that Webster was very serious in his studies, which made him very satisfied.

A stack of envelopes quickly bottomed out. There was no letter he wanted to see. This was a bit of a disappointment for Brooklyn.

Brooklyn finished the last few letters, then pointed to the other piles of envelopes

"Alright, you can deal with this first." After leaving Webster, Brooklyn sat back in his chair and, instead of immediately getting to work, pulled out his cell phone and called Anne.

He first apologized for leaving halfway yesterday, and then asked about the selection of a house, and after learning that they had not picked a good house yesterday, he made an appointment to look at the house together next time.

You and I hung up the phone and glanced at the door, and sure enough, Nelly was casting a disdainful look.

"What's going on with your little boyfriend?" The Brooklyn exit stimulates Nelly in exchange for a middle finger. The day began in a pleasant atmosphere.

Bob has a bit of a thunderous style, vigorous and resolute, and does not drag his feet. He found a lawyer in New York.

Brooklyn met with the lawyer and expressed concern. The people at Harvard didn't have Bob in the lake, and he was introduced to Alan Shaw of the law firm of E, Poole, and Andschmidt.

Brooklyn thinks Alan Shaw is a very peculiar person, and of course, in the courtroom, it will be a difficult opponent.

Such a person is used in an ordinary divorce case, which seems to be a bit overkill. Alan Shaw's attitude towards Brooklyn is not cold, but it is also not enthusiastic.

Therefore, the meeting between the two began with a greeting and ended with a greeting, which lasted only three minutes, and they did not say a total of 10 words - counting the 'goodbye' to each other at the end.

Sending Alan Shaw away, Brooklyn continued to open the letter, still without what he wanted. Alan Shaw was very efficient and went to Bob's house that afternoon to meet Mary.

He had a conversation with Bob, who gave him a pass, only asking to end the marriage as soon as possible, or even leaving the house, and not fighting for the custody of the child.

In Alan Shaw's view, this kind of relaxed conditions is not a lawsuit at all, he is here for a vacation.

But despite what the client says, the ethics of being a lawyer still require Alan Shaw to try to fight for the client's interests – provided that the client's requirements are met and the marriage ends as soon as possible.

So, his meeting with Mary was generally a success. Mary was surprised by Alan Shaw's appearance, and looked stunned for the first half of the meeting.

Bob is honest with Alan Shaw about the ins and outs, so Ellen Shaw knows what the problem is.

In his opinion, the woman in front of him just wanted to use some means to attract her husband's attention and win back her husband's attention, she just had no sense of security.

Alan Shaw vaguely felt that even if Bob hadn't broken that day, nothing would have happened to the two of them in the end.

Judging by this woman's dazed and helpless performance, she still loves her husband. It's just a pity that her husband is already impatient.

Alan Shaw put away his chaotic thoughts and asked softly

"Ms. Mary, you'd better call a lawyer over, and some professional content clauses are better discussed in the presence of a lawyer. What do you think? ”

"Huh?" Mary looked up blankly and wiped the corners of her eyes

"Well, good. Please wait. She got up and went out to make a phone call, sat down when she came back, and quickly got up again to pour Alan Shaw a glass of water

"I'm sorry." Sitting back down, Mary asked

"I want to talk to Bob, can you get in touch with him?"

"I'm sorry, ma'am, but I'd suggest that you don't meet until you've agreed." Alan put down the water glass, shook his head and said softly.

Mary bowed her head in some frustration

"Oh, that's right." After a moment of silence, she looked up again

"What did he say? What does he hope? Alan looked at Mary silently and sighed.

"You'd better wait until your lawyer arrives, ma'am, for your own good." He kind of despised Bob.

"Where is he?" Mary asked

"I remember he was going on a business trip and his razor and shaving foam were falling." She gestured to the dining table, where there was a toiletry bag containing Bob's razor and shaving foam.

Alan nodded, but did not speak. I despised Bob even more. Mary's lawyer arrived an hour and a half later.

Alan was finally able to get to work. As the terms were discussed, Allen's afterglow could be glimpsed, and the sparkle in the lady's eyes quickly dimmed and finally disappeared.

Like a withered flower. After a moment of silence, the lady raised her head again, and there was already a different look in her eyes.

"I want custody of Leon, the right to live in this house, the marital property, and the monthly alimony should not be less than $5,000......" Alan listened, and the contempt for Bob in his heart disappeared at once.