Chapter 1632: Trial

"Enough." Aiden snapped the table suddenly, letting the female assistant wake up from the aggressive prosecutor role.
　　 "Sorry." The female assistant looked at Ayden with some worry.
　　 "No, you are doing very well." Mahathir said calmly: "After waiting in court, the opponent will only be more aggressive than he is now, and will seize every opportunity to anger you."
　　 "If you show the behavior just before the jury, they will immediately define you as a typical second generation of irritable rich.
　　 Then, it is not impossible to kill the victim in anger, it will be very bad for you. "
　　 "Hoo..." Take a deep breath, Aiden calmed down and said: "I'm sorry, I'm not very comfortable with this."
　　 "No one will get used to it, and no one likes being forced to be questioned." Mahathir shook his head and smiled: "But all you have to do is let the jury believe you and don't let the prosecutor achieve his purpose."
　　 "I'll do it again." Aiden straightened his waist bar and said, "I'm fine!"
　　Compared with before, he made more preparations, I believe this time will not be easily irritated by the other party.
　　 The whole preview lasted for a day, during which Li Zitao also went in, and Aiden also became more and more spicy.
　　 Can answer questions with traps well, and use words to make the results appear more beneficial to you.
　　 "Very good." Closing the file, Mahathir rubbed his eyes and said with satisfaction: "Tomorrow your performance will definitely surprise the other party. I can't wait."
　　 That night, Mahathir and his assistants rested in the apartment's room, and they set off from the apartment to the courtroom the next day.
　　Looking at Aiden, Li Zitao asked, "Are you nervous?"
　　 "The clothes are too tight." Aiden pulled the sleeves. This suit was like shrinking, making it difficult for him to move.
　　 "This will make you look more mature, and what you say is more credible, and the jury will believe you." Mahathir said with a smile.
　　 "Is it in a suit?" Aiden pointed to the "tights" full of doubts.
"Correct."
　　 Mahathir didn't realize there was anything wrong with this, "Know that the first impression often starts with appearance, and your good shape will become our winning weapon."
　　 "Great, so now I am a model!" Aiden said mockingly.
　　 "No, the image ambassador is more appropriate." Mahathir looked at his eyes and closed his mind to keep his spirits, with Li Zitao holding the pigs in his hands, ‘He must not be in a calm mood now. ’
　　As Mahathir guessed, Li Zitao, who has lived for two lifetimes, is going to court for the first time.
　　Although there have been fewer lawsuits in this life, like today, his son is sitting on the dock for the first time.
I can see the front door of the court through the car window, and there are a few reporters standing in front of the steps. Recognizing their identity is very simple. Just look at the cameras hanging on the chest, and look like the thief head and the brain keep looking at the probe. determine.
　　Li Zitao issued a password, coupled with the sexual scandal of Franz, this trial did not cause much disturbance.
　　Because not everyone knows, Aiden Bran is Aiden Lee.
　　However, some newspapers and periodicals have sent reporters to come over. Not everyone is under the influence of Li, and no one can control everyone.
　　 "Put on your hat, just head down and walk in, don't say anything." Ava handed the two hats to Li Zitao and Aiden, and whispered what they should do next.
　　 This situation was supposed to be the responsibility of public relations. Li Zitao didn't like strange public relations to follow him, so Eva took part in the work that should belong to the public relations department.
　　 "You too." Passed another hat to Mahathir, who is a celebrity in the eyes of reporters in New York, especially the Justice Channel.
　　Compared with Li Zitao and Aiden, Ava thinks Mahathir is easier to recognize.
　　 "Is this possible?" Aiden pressed the brim down and lowered his head.
　　Can't see anything except the side chin, Ava nodded; "No problem, I'll open the door."
　　Patap......
　　 As soon as the door was opened, the flashing blind spotlights turned on.
　　 "Come out, they come out." Several reporters stepped forward, holding a pen and a shorthand, and wanted to ask some questions.
　　 It was just that the people who came out uniformly wore a hat and stepped down the head to the steps quickly. The keen sense of smell from the reporter made them smell ‘blood. ’
something wrong!
　　But before they could figure out the problem, Li Zitao and his party quickly walked up the stairs and disappeared inside the court door.
　　 "Have you captured anything?" The reporters hurriedly asked the cameraman.
　　 The cameraman said blankly, "I don't know, they walked too fast, as if they had been pre-trained."
"That's it."
　　 "What?" The photographer doesn't understand the meaning of a companion.
　　 "It's nothing. Keep the camera safe, I hope there will be useful things in it. Now I have to make a call."
　　 "Why?"
　　 "I need some information, and we need support."
　　More than one reporter said that they rushed to the nearest phone booth almost at the same time, scrambling to grab the microphone hanging on the wall.
　　 And those reporters who were one step late could only use their fists to slam into the air, thereby venting their depression.
　　 What happened outside the courthouse is gone, and by this time Mahathir has found the information bulletin ~EbookFREE.me~ to see the name of the judge assigned to them.
　　 "Damn." Mahathir groaned unpleasantly, and it seemed that the judge assigned to them was not ideal.
　　 "It's Bandero, he hates the rich, hates entrepreneurs and industrial development." Mahathir explained a bit depressed.
　　 A good judge will make the trial more effective, but unfortunately they are not very lucky today.
　　 "Doesn't he have electric lights, telephones, and other infrastructure installed at home?" Li Zitao was a bit confused, why did the other party hate industrial development.
　　 "These are the only... Maybe add an old-fashioned radio to follow current news." Mahathir's complaint ends here.
　　 There can be complaints, but this mood must not be allowed to affect the next court trial.
　　 "Okay, wait a minute and go in according to our plan, stay calm, and never leave a bad impression on the jury...be careful of the traps in those problems."
　　 "Catherine, you come to ask questions. I want you to guarantee that you will remain as aggressive as you did during the preview... Give me torn them like wild wolves encountering prey.
　　 Mahathir looked at her fiercely. In fact, his heart was more entangled than ever, because he did not know if he did it right.
　　He wanted to accept another apprentice. Catherine's performance was excellent, smart, tough, with good psychological qualities, and adapt quickly.
　　 It was just that the shadow of the past still enveloped him, making him unable to believe easily and make the right choice.
　　 In fact, Catherine and Van Gaal are very similar, the same young and beautiful, also the same smart and excellent enough to make him heart.