Chapter 1696 Bottom Line (third update, please subscribe)


Chapter 1696 Bottom Line (third update, please subscribe)

As a lawyer, you will always go to various places to meet the parties.

However, this is the first time Song Yaozu has come to the customs detention room.

After a simple registration, Song Yaozu finally met his client.

This case was commissioned by telephone, and in his opinion it was not difficult at all.

Team manager Wu Minghe sat on a simple chair, looking tired, but still had a hint of expectation in his eyes.

Song Yaozu walked in and said, "You must be Mr. Wu, right? I am your lawyer Song Yaozu."

"Lawyer Song, it's good that you are here!"

Wu Minghe's voice was filled with a hint of anxiety and uneasiness.

Song Yaozu nodded and signaled him to sit down. He also pulled a chair and sat opposite him. He opened the briefcase, took out a document, and said, "Manager Wu, I have started to handle bail for you, and I should be able to get you out soon. However, the situation is a bit complicated now." Wu Minghe frowned and asked anxiously: "Where is Bailey? How is he? Can he be bailed together?"

Song Yaozu was silent for a moment, then shook his head:

"The Immigration Bureau has rejected Bailey's bail request on the grounds that he is suspected of illegal entry."

"Illegal entry?"

Wu Minghe's voice suddenly increased, and his face was full of disbelief.

"How is this possible? His work visa is legal! I went to handle it myself, and all the procedures are fine! And he is indeed a player hired by our club."

Song Yaozu nodded, his tone was calm but with a hint of doubt:

"I also checked Bailey's work visa, which is indeed true. But the Immigration Bureau's attitude is very tough, and they seem to have other considerations." Wu Minghe clenched his fists tightly, and he looked at the lawyer in front of him and said, "Lawyer Song, you must help Bailey! He is a very excellent player. I have tried my best to sign him!"

Song Yaozu looked at Wu Minghe, and a trace of firmness flashed in his eyes:

"Manager Wu, don't worry, I will make a request for release to the Immigration Bureau. If they still disagree, I will apply for the court to intervene. As long as Bailey's work visa is true, there will definitely be no problem in this matter."

Wu Minghe breathed a little relieved, but the anxiety in his eyes still did not dissipate. He whispered: "Lawyer Song, is there someone behind this matter... Could it be that someone is making trouble behind this?" Song Yaozu frowned slightly, and a hint of doubt arose in his heart. He did feel something was wrong. The Immigration Bureau usually does not block the entry of a person with a legal work visa so strongly, and Bailey is just a football player, so no one will stop him.

Thinking for a moment, Song Yaozu said: "Manager Wu, no matter what inside information is behind it, we will solve the problem according to legal procedures. As long as Bailey's visa is legal, he can enter the country normally."

Wu Minghe nodded, but his expression was still solemn. He whispered:

"Lawyer Song, then I'll ask you everything."

Song Yaozu smiled slightly, with confidence in his tone:

"Manager Wu, don't worry. I have handled many similar cases. As long as the evidence is sufficient, the law will stand on our side."

He stood up and comforted:

"You can wait for the bail procedures to be completed first. I will deal with Bailey's affairs as soon as possible. As long as the work visa is true, there will be no problem with this matter."

Wu Minghe forced out a smile and nodded: "Thank you, Lawyer Song. I believe you."

Song Yaozu put away the documents and turned and left the detention room. When he walked out of the customs building, his brows frowned tightly. Although he was full of confidence on the surface, his heart was full of questions.

Why is the Immigration Bureau so tough to block the entry of a person with a legal work visa?

What is the hidden truth behind this?

He looked up at the gloomy sky, and then said to himself: "As long as the work visa is true, there will be no problem with this."

He whispered himself, then quickly walked towards the parking lot, ready to start the next move.

However, Song Yaozu did not know that he was facing more than just a simple immigration case.

Song Yaozu stood in the office of the Immigration Bureau, and the documents in his hand were slightly wrinkled by him. His eyes were staring at Lin Shen, a senior agent of the Immigration Bureau sitting opposite him, with a depressed anger in his tone:

"Agent Lin, I have submitted all the necessary documents to you to prove that Bailey's work visa is legal and valid.

You have no reason to continue to seize him. If you refuse to release him, I will sue the Immigration Bureau in the court and ask you to explain why a foreigner with a legal work visa is blocked from entering the country without reason."

Lin Shen leaned on the back of the chair, crossed his hands on the table, with a cold expression and no fluctuation in his tone:

"Lawyer Song, you may not be very clear about our work process. We have the right to approve work visas, and we also have the right to revoke a person's work visa. This is our power and our responsibility."

Song Yaozu's brows frowned tightly, and his voice raised a little:

"You are abusing your power! There is no problem with Bailey's work visa. Why do you doubt him for no reason? If you have evidence to prove that he is illegal, please take it out! If not, please release him immediately!" Lin Shen's expression was still calm, even with a hint of mockery. He slowly stood up, walked to the window, with his back to Song Yaozu, and his tone was low and cold: "Lawyer Song, do you think we are abusing our power? No, we are just protecting this place in our own way. This is not your lawyer's court, this is the Immigration Bureau. We have our rules and our bottom line."

Song Yaozu's fists were clenched tightly, and his knuckles turned white. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, but his tone still contained a suppressed anger:

"Agent Lin, the law is fair, and no one can surpass the law. If you continue to detain Bailey in this unreasonable manner, I will let everyone know how the Immigration Bureau abused its power!"

Lin Shen turned around and stared at Song Yaozu:

"Lawyer Song, you can go to sue, you can go to court. But I advise you that it is best not to do this. Some things are not as simple as you imagine. If you insist on intervening, the consequences may make you regret it."

Song Yaozu looked at Lin Shen without any backfire and said firmly:

"Agent Lin, I am a lawyer, and my duty is to safeguard the fairness of the law and the rights and interests of the parties involved. No matter what 'rules' or 'bottom line' you have, as long as they violate the law, I will pursue it to the end."

Lin Shen sneered and shook his head: "Lawyer Song, you have the courage, but you are too naive. Do you think you are upholding justice? No, everything you do is futile. I will remind you one last time, let it go, some things are not as simple as you think." "In my opinion, things are very simple - law is law!"

Song Yaozu did not speak anymore, but just glanced at Lin Shen, then turned around and left the office. His pace was firm, but he felt a little uneasy in his heart. Lin Shen's words were like a thorn, piercing his heart. He realized that there might be more complicated inside information behind this incident, but he had no intention of retreating.

When walking out of the Immigration Bureau building, Song Yaozu looked up at the gloomy sky, his heart full of questions, what kind of "rules" were they that prevented Bailey from entering the country without remembering the price.

Song Yaozu, who was thinking about it all the time, was still unable to figure it out, was about to start the car and leave the parking lot when suddenly, the passenger's door was opened. He was stunned for a moment, turned to look and saw a middle-aged man in a dark suit walking in, with a calm and serious expression. That person was senior agent Lin Shen.

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"Agent Lin?" Song Yaozu frowned, with a hint of vigilance in his tone, "What are you doing?"

Lin Shen closed the car door and said lightly:

"Mr. Song, don't be nervous, this is just a private conversation."

Song Yaozu held the steering wheel tightly, feeling a little uneasy. He didn't say anything, but just signaled Lin Shen to continue speaking with his eyes.

Lin Shen took out a document from his pocket and handed it to Song Yaozu: "Belly's work visa has been revoked. He will be deported to Brazil soon."

Song Yaozu took the document, glanced quickly, and his face suddenly sank:

"Why do you revoke his visa? I will prepare the materials to sue you!"

Lin Shen seemed to have expected his reaction for a long time, and his tone was still calm:

"This is our power."

"Bad!"

Song Yaozu's voice increased a little bit.

"Don't we always advocate the introduction of talents over the years? Pele is a top player, and his ability is obvious to all! Why should he be kept out?"

Lin Shen glanced at him, with a deep meaning in his eyes:

"There are differences in the introduction of talents. Although some people are indeed talents, they... will not be allowed to enter the country. For example, people like Bailey."

Song Yaozu was stunned for a moment, then understood something, and his face became even more ugly: "Because he is a black man, right?"

Lin Shen did not answer directly, but just turned his head slightly and looked out the car window. The lights in the parking lot were dim and there were a few sounds of cars coming from afar. After a few seconds of silence, he slowly spoke: "Mr. Song, you should know how serious the racial conflicts in the United States are. The riots in Detroit, the terrorist attacks of the Black Panther Party... are not accidental. We don't want similar things to happen here."

Song Yaozu sneered: "So you use this method to 'protect' everyone? Keep talented people out because of their skin color?"

Lin Shen turned his head and looked straight into Song Yaozu's eyes, and his tone became serious: "Our job is to avoid some people entering, to maintain social stability. This is not aimed at someone, but to protect everyone." "Protect everyone?" Song Yaozu's voice was sarcastic, "What you call 'protection' is to sacrifice the rights and fairness of individuals?"


Lin Shen did not refute, but just sighed softly: "Mr. Song, I know it's hard for you to accept. But this is reality. We must make a choice on certain issues."

Song Yaozu was silent for a moment, and his clenched fists slowly released. He knew that it would make no sense to argue. Lin Shen's attitude has shown that the Immigration Bureau's decision will not change because of his protest. "It's wrong for you to do this." Song Yaozu whispered, with disappointment and helplessness in his tone.

Lin Shen did not respond, but just pushed open the door and prepared to get off. Before leaving, he looked back at Song Yaozu and his tone eased a little:

"Mr. Song, I understand your mood. But there are some things that we can't change."

Then he looked at the lawyer in front of him and thought for a while and said.

"And I can tell you very clearly that there is something wrong with obtaining Bailey's work visa, and we will continue to investigate.

And, we will never let anyone go. Sometimes rules are rules, and unspoken rules are also rules. Lawyer Song... I hope you can understand this."

After saying that, he closed the car door, turned around and disappeared in the shadow of the parking lot, leaving only Song Yaozu who was a little stunned...

(This chapter ends)

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