"Something doesn't seem quite right..."
Before the court session, the lawyer sat with the president, tilting his head to whisper a sentence in his ear.
Such a seemingly ordinary sentence made the president's bladder faintly feel swollen.
He felt the urge to go to the restroom.
"What's wrong?"
The lawyer consolidated the information he had gathered and explained it simply.
"Someone is orchestrating these events behind the scenes; you know, not all immigrants are poor, there are also investor immigrants and research immigrants."
Facing the lawyer's gaze that seemed to perceive him as dim-witted, the president still nodded, "Yes, I know."
The lawyer wanted to say, "Since you know, publishing such an article is just causing yourself trouble," but he refrained, continuing instead, "Among these people are some wealthy individuals who saw the article you published last year, and you understand."
