It was a rainy day when Qin Mingsheng returned to Ningtang County. He planned to invite a friend from the courthouse to dinner and chat about how to resolve this matter.
There were many things that were inconvenient to discuss over the phone, and "talking over a meal" was one of our traditions, so inviting someone to dinner was perfectly normal.
That evening, in a private room at a restaurant, Qin Mingsheng met his courthouse friend.
"Old Shen, come on, sit over here. Let's have a drink first and then talk. It's been a while since we last met." Qin Mingsheng greeted him warmly.
He was retired, but his friend wasn't, so he was the one needing a favor.
The man called Old Shen took a sip of his drink and said, "Old Qin, I already heard about your situation. The courthouse has been buzzing about it these past few days. Talk about bad luck. How did you end up running into Tang Fangjing?"
