Part-time Legal Consultant

Based on his work experience at the Benevolence Society, Zhang earnestly offered his opinion:

"The Benevolence Society and Oak Environmental Technology Company need to keep growing, and I think a legal advisor is essential. Columbia's law programs are top-notch in the whole country."

He was now also an employee of Oak Environmental Technology Company, with the title... assistant to the chairman.

It didn't seem much different from his time at Emerald Dream.

But it sounded way more impressive, okay? His classmates were all green with envy—

He hadn't even graduated yet!

That was the power of a golden ticket.

Zhang was clearly putting his all into this:

"Come to think of it, I happen to know a law student who got in with top marks.

Funny coincidence—when school started a while back, the 'upperclassmen' in his department gave him a hazing, just like they did to me back then.

But back then, I had your warning and managed to dodge it. He wasn't so lucky."

At that, a flash of anger crossed Zhang's face:

"Columbia dorms are a nightmare to get into. That law student is blind, and his grades were outstanding, so he got special approval. But that pissed some people off, and they really messed him up.

I happened to be passing by. We're not in the same college, but I'm a senior student, so I rushed over to save him—uh, actually, he might be a bit older than me."

"Blind?"

Oaks Lin felt something was off:

"With your lousy skills, you're saving people... What's his name?"

"Matt Murdock, from Hell's Kitchen, supposedly the worst neighborhood... We talked for a while, and I think he's a good guy."

Zhang said this, then touched his chin with a hint of envy:

"Dammit... that guy's all muscle. I think he could take down five of me, but even so, he never fought back."

"..."

Well, Mr. Murdock was still a student now.

And Zhang was wrong—that guy could take down a dozen of him.

"Fine, have him come by tomorrow. If he got into Columbia Law with top marks, he's more than qualified to be our legal advisor."

And so it was settled.

The next day, Oaks met this blind law student.

Matt Murdock sat on the sofa, a bit stiff. From the moment he entered Benevolence Society headquarters, his superhuman senses fed him far richer information than an ordinary person would get—

This place was far more than just clean air.

What his super senses gave back was nature and purity, the complete opposite of the city's chaos. The effects of noise, dust particles, and the like were reduced to an unprecedented degree.

He felt like he might have fallen in love with this place.

The moment Oaks arrived, Matt sensed it immediately.

"Welcome to the Benevolence Society, Mr. Murdock. I'm Zhang's boss, the president and landlord, Oaks Lin."

Matt noticed that the man didn't sit down right away. Instead, he walked straight over, gently took his right hand for a handshake, and lightly pressed his shoulder to signal he didn't need to stand up. Matt felt a flicker of goodwill.

"Sorry, Mr. Oaks, about my eyes..."

Matt pointed at his sunglasses and gave a slight, apologetic nod:

"But it won't affect my work."

"That's clear from your grades. Don't worry, just tell me or Zhang if you need anything."

Oaks came over and sat on the sofa, carefully sizing up the nervous Matt. He smiled faintly, picked up the coffee pot from the table:

"Relax. Want some coffee?"

"Uh, thanks."

Matt couldn't help swallowing. Growing up in a place like Hell's Kitchen, he'd never even smelled coffee this fragrant, let alone drunk it.

"Now, let's talk business."

After Matt took a few sips of coffee, Oaks officially started the interview:

"Zhang should have told you—the Benevolence Society is a nonprofit. But as a consultant, even part-time, we won't be stingy with the salary.

Also, since the Benevolence Society is still in its early stages and we didn't have anyone in this role before, we need to put together a solid legal memorandum.

After all, charity might step on... a lot of people's toes.

That means the initial workload could be heavy, but I don't want it to affect your studies. Do you have the confidence to handle that pressure?"

"Yes, President Oaks, I'm very confident."

Matt didn't hesitate, his face resolute:

"I'm confident I can face this challenge. And for me, this is a rare, golden opportunity. I'll do a great job!"

He paused, then pointed at his sunglasses with another self-deprecating gesture.

"After all, I've endured greater pressure and hardship. The workload is nothing."

Oaks nodded in satisfaction. Indeed, if anyone deserved the title of workhorse, it was Attorney Matt.

Speaking of which, by day he was a lawyer doing mental labor, and by night he was Daredevil doing physical labor—didn't he need sleep?

Of course, that was after he graduated college. For now, Attorney Matt was still a 24-year-old university student.

Don't think Matt entering Columbia at 24 made him old.

Columbia's law school was a graduate program.

In other words, Attorney Matt was currently studying for his Master of Laws.

"Come to think of it, we're the same age, and my mother is also from Ireland."

Having wrapped up the topic of work pressure, Oaks grew interested in this future Irish-American superhero himself:

"If it's inconvenient for you to live in the dorms, you can stay here. It's a bit far, but I can approve travel subsidies, or you can hitch a ride with Zhang to school—

because I heard you've been facing some trouble on campus..."

"Thank you, Mr. Oaks, but that won't be necessary."

Matt quickly waved his hand at that:

"This part-time opportunity has already helped me a lot... and I get along well with my roommate."

As he said this, his expression turned odd, and he couldn't help adding:

"Uh... he's not gay."

"...Did that Zhang guy tell you his glorious history again?"

Oaks shook his head with a wry smile. Zhang was still so young at heart—then again, he was three years younger than Matt.

Matt just smiled. He was very grateful to Zhang. With his enhanced senses, he could of course tell that Zhang was truly an ordinary person.

Compared to someone as special as himself, it was far more remarkable that a foreign exchange student like Zhang had taken the initiative to help him.

But the physical condition of President Oaks before him made Matt doubt his own enhanced senses for the first time.

Because in his perception, aside from one position and outline, he couldn't sense any other information about Oaks's body at all!

But thinking of the peculiarities of the Benevolence Society headquarters, he let it go.

Scientists were always incredible.

"So, Mr. Murdock..."

"Mr. Oaks, just call me Matt."

"Alright then, Matt. Welcome to the Benevolence Society. Starting today, you're our legal counsel. Come on, I'll introduce you to the others."

"An honor."