Chapter Nine Hundred and Twenty-Eight Return Gifts, Treats, Suggestions

Fudge thought for a while, but still explained: "This is legal aid, and there is no charge."

Luke snorted: "Well, it seems that you have to wait for your treat."

The two paused again, and Fudge said quickly: "In the evening, just tonight, we will invite you and Selena to the bar after get off work."

Luke nodded with a smile: "That's ok, we won't disturb your work, bye!"

Karen just happened to stand at the door with two boxes of things at this moment. Hearing the words, he said, "Luke, the cake you gave us last time was very good. You just happened to be here today. Take this back with you."

Saying that, she handed the thing in her hand to him.

Luke saw that it was two boxes of donuts.

Looking at the apparently ordinary packaging, and the brand that I have never heard of, it should be another "thank you" gift from the neighbors to Fudge.

He couldn't help crying, but he couldn't refuse.

The joke I made, I could only accept it when I gritted my teeth.

Saying thank you, he said to Fudge and Matt: "You can get in touch after get off work in the evening. Well, by the way, I wish you a prosperous business."

Then he quickly flashed people with these two boxes of donuts, otherwise Karen would still think that the "return gift" was light, and it would be troublesome to give him two more boxes.

Leaving Fudge and Matt to smile again.

These few days, their "business" here will definitely be very prosperous, but these "businesses" are not profitable.

Why does a certain detective always like to say these heart-wrenching words!

Luke and Selena squeezed out of the office all the way, and got into the car outside the building before Selena wiped her forehead: "This person is too much, I'm sweating hot."

Luke handed her two boxes of donuts: "Try it."

"What brand is this, why haven't I seen it before?" Selena said, opening the box and taking a bite: "emumu! It tastes average, and it's too sweet."

Luke: "Give the nugget, doesn't it like sweets the most?"

Selena thought so too, and threw the two boxes of donuts into the back seat: "Gold nuggets, these are all yours."

Gold Nugget: "Huh?"

Selena: "Stop complaining,

very sweet. "

Gold Nugget hesitated for a moment, but he still sighed.

It is now increasingly picky about food, but mainly targets salty and raw seafood.

Things like donuts, as a patient with severe sweet addiction, it is still impossible to refuse.

After successfully throwing two boxes of sweet doughnuts into bottomless pit-level gold nuggets, Selena asked: "Fuji and the others are not like lawsuits, they are like volunteers, and if they don't make money, they will take it. Why pay rent, utilities, and utilities. You seem to have said yesterday that their bills are full?"

Luke drove the car through the back door and parked in the garage on the first floor: "Just ask them at night."

Selena: "You seem to admire them both?"

Luke Haha: "Among the lawyers we've met, these two should be ranked in the top three in terms of character, and the thing that American lawyers lack most is character."

Selena was speechless.

To use that saying to describe it is: American lawyers, if all the lawyers are shot, there will be those who are wronged, but if half of them are shot, too many will slip through the net.

Lawyers with good character, like capitalists who don't want to make money, are very rare.

At 7:30 in the evening, Luke received a call from Fudge and invited him and Selena to drink at Jessie's bar on the corner.

Luke and Selena went out quickly and entered the nearest bar within two minutes of walking.

The bar business is average, there are not many people and not many people, and the business in the Clinton area is not very good.

The Big Three of the firm were in front of the bar, and Luke walked over and sat beside them.

The three of Fudge looked a little tired, but they were in good spirits, and they were talking and laughing happily.

When they saw Luke, they all smiled and said hello.

Fudge waved his hand boldly: "Whatever you want, I'll treat you tonight."

Luke's nose took a slight breath, and he smelled the imitation of the glass of whisky in front of Fudge.

Looking at the wine glass, there was a gray-black "olive" thrown, Luke thought that either the olive was moldy, or it was not an olive at all.

He hurriedly said, "Corona beer, two bottles."

Wearing a red and black plaid shirt, the proprietress turned to look at him: "Are you an adult? I think I need to see your driver's license first, so don't bring out a student card."

Luke smiled and looked at Fudge.

Fudge: "Jesse, he's my friend, how can he be underage, just drink."

Jesse pouted. "You don't look like an adult either. Except for your face, of course."

Fudge: "..."

After critizing Fudge once, the proprietress Jesse opened two bottles of Corona and put it in front of Luke and the two of them.

She was also very fond of Luke's tender face, so she said something.

Otherwise, in the Clinton District, no one cares about the underages, and the ghosts care about whether Luke drinks or not.

The five people chatted like this, talking about the "unprecedented grand occasion" of the office today.

Luke listened and suddenly said, "According to what you said, most of them mainly want to repair the house, right?"

Fudge took a sip of his own whiskey. "That's right."

Luke rubbed his chin: "You said, wouldn't it be better to help them find a cheap house repair company?"

Fudge shook his head as soon as he heard it. "Impossible. There is no cheap repair company in New York. Just repairing a door will charge at least one or two hundred dollars. This price is not cheap."

Luke: "Then, build it yourself, and find a few more locals?"

Fudge and Matt were puzzled. "The locals?"

What does this have to do with the locals? Local people work to make money, and it is impossible to do good deeds.

Luke: "In fact, maintenance companies need profits to keep themselves running and to hire workers. The price can't be too low. We can cut expenses from these two aspects."

Fudge: "Tell me about it."

Luke: "If you hire some local people to help, and then hire a few skilled workers from outside, there will be no maintenance company to make money from it. If you simply hire workers, the maintenance cost can be greatly reduced."

When Fudge heard this, he shook his head again and again: "Impossible. Even if you hire someone here, it won't be much cheaper."

Luke smiled: "I know two candidates, and I can let them fight. They are also very familiar with transporting and loading and unloading building materials."

Fudge didn't understand for a while, but Matt's expression changed: "You mean, Charlie and Racha?"

Luke nodded: "It's them, and this matter can be discussed directly with Temple and Laka's mother, and let them work in the name of community volunteers. It just so happens that this time it is also a charity fund."

Matt and Fudge both frowned in thought.

Luke proposed this because Charlie and Racha were minors, and hiring them would cause trouble.

Once this thing starts, it will be a very formal big project.

Fudge and their firm will also come forward, so they must consider these legal issues.