"Fuck, my whole afternoon went down the drain!" Gu Sheng walked out of the Police station and checked his watch. It was already six in the fucking evening.
"Boss, they've accused Zheng Chengwu of common assault. The Police will hold him for twenty-four hours before he can be bailed out. But they may accuse you of malicious wounding. They have witnesses, and given their standing, that could influence the judge..."
Gu Sheng's lawyer, Luo Shaoyang, walked beside him, speaking quickly.
If the charge stuck and was classified as grievous bodily harm, it would generally mean only a few months in prison, or even a suspended sentence.
If it was classified as malicious wounding, the situation would be much more serious. It could mean over a year in prison.
The biggest problem was the other party's standing: a prominent figure in education, a Jockey Club member, and someone with a good reputation. That was very likely to influence the judge's judgment.
Of course, many factors influenced a judge's judgment. Luo Shaoyang was not particularly worried about that.
"Witnesses?" Gu Sheng stopped and looked at him with a smile. "What witnesses?"
Luo Shaoyang shrugged. "If there are no witnesses, you can countersue them for making false accusations!"
"Of course, just leave all that to me!"
"Let's go back. Fuck, I'm starving!"
Gu Sheng turned away, and his face immediately fell into a foul scowl.
He was in a terrible mood. He had gone out to buy a villa, enjoying the breeze and singing, and trouble had still fallen out of the sky. He had spent the whole afternoon drinking coffee at the Police station.
It was all those bastards' fault.
Once he got into the car, Gu Sheng told Leung Siu-tong, "When we get back, arrange for a few men to watch