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Chapter 1766 The Fate of Ordinary People (First Update, Please Subscribe)
The high-speed rail station is brightly lit but sparsely populated at midnight.

Wang Jiahe parked the taxi outside the station and half-opened the window, allowing the night wind mixed with humid air to pour into the car.

Leaning back in his seat, Wang Jiahe's fingers tapped the steering wheel unconsciously. Occasionally he would look at his watch. In a few hours he would be able to get off work.

The biggest advantage of being a taxi driver is that I can work overtime, and the maximum overtime is 40 hours every month.

The commission on orders during overtime will increase by 30%, which is a considerable income.

In fact, no one will refuse to work overtime as long as they are paid enough.

However, here, even if you want to work overtime, you may not be able to do so. The total overtime hours per month must not exceed 40 hours.

This is a basic principle that applies to all industries.

This is true whether you are a taxi driver or a doctor.

"It would be great if I could drive for 17 or 18 hours like foreign drivers do..."

When Wang Jiahe thought about his trip abroad at the beginning of the year and learned that his colleagues drove for 17 or 18 hours every day, he felt envious.

No other reason, just can make money!

Although his monthly income is about 800 yuan, he has to support his wife and eight children. Although the food expenses are not much, only about 50 yuan a week, there are still other expenses. Therefore, he can only save about 200 yuan a month at most.

"It's good. Here, we don't have to worry about retirement or illness, and our children don't have to pay for school..."

While expressing his emotion, Wang Jiahe couldn't help but feel a special sense of belonging in his heart. This was a sense of belonging and identification with this land. The reason was that here, all of them were well taken care of.

Wang Jiahe felt proud when he thought about the envy on the faces of foreigners looking at him when he took his children on a trip abroad.

“I’m from SEA!”

This kind of proud emotion is hard to conceal even now. Wang Jiahe, in a good mood, hums a tune while listening to the news on the radio:

"... Libyan King Idris I signed an abdication decree, designating Crown Prince Hassan as the successor to the throne. The decree will take effect on September 9. Analysts believe that the king's retirement will undoubtedly further aggravate the chaotic situation in Libya. However, for China, whether the turbulent situation in Libya will affect our local oil interests is the most important thing. After all, this involves every SEA and the pension income of our citizens..."

"It's actually related to our annuity? This is a big deal!"

Wang Jiahe muttered that he had no idea where Libya was, but that didn't mean he didn't know about the Citizens' Pension. A considerable portion of the income from the Citizens' Pension was overseas, especially from overseas oil fields, which could bring in tens of billions of returns every year. Such a high return on investment would be reflected in their personal accounts every year.

For ordinary people, they may not care about Libya, but they definitely care about their own pockets.

"Don't let anything go wrong..."

As we were talking, a passenger came out dragging a suitcase. She stood at the station entrance and looked around. The passenger, wearing a white dress, looked very fairy-like in the night breeze.

As soon as he saw that there was business coming, Wang Jiahe quickly sat up straight, started the engine, and the car slowly slid in front of her.

The passenger opened the door and sat in the back seat, bringing a faint scent of perfume. Wang Jiahe glanced at her in the rearview mirror and saw that she lowered her head, as if searching for something.

He asked, "Hello, where are you going?"

The passenger raised his head abruptly, frowned, and said in a somewhat unhappy tone:
"Could you please keep your voice down? There's nothing wrong with my ears."

The passenger's ears were fine, but Wang Jiahe, who had suffered from otitis media in recent days, could not hear clearly if the sound was not loud. He was stunned for a moment, with a little embarrassment on his face, but still lowered his voice:
"Excuse me, where are you going?"

"Let's go to Qinghe Garden."

There was a hint of impatience in the passenger's voice.

Wang Jiahe nodded, but he was a little confused. Qinghe Garden? He remembered that it was a plantation, not close to here.

"Miss, is this Qingheyuan, or?"

Before Wang Jiahe could finish his words, the passenger spoke with some displeasure.

"Nonsense, it's Qinghe Garden."

But since the customer said so, he didn't think much about it, stepped on the accelerator, and the car slowly drove out of the high-speed rail station.

The city lights were bright in the night, and the traffic was sparse. Wang Jiahe drove very fast, glancing at his passengers from time to time in the rearview mirror.

The further we drove towards the plantation, the fewer lights there were. Perhaps because it was getting darker, a passenger who noticed something unusual suddenly looked up and said hurriedly:
"Master, are you going in the wrong direction? Qinghe Garden doesn't go this way."

Wang Jiahe didn't hear clearly, he only heard her hurried voice, thinking she was urging him to drive faster. He smiled and replied loudly:

"Don't worry, I drive fast and will be there soon!"

The passenger's expression changed instantly, and his voice rose an octave:

"Did you drive to the wrong place? This is not Qinghe Garden!"

Wang Jiahe still didn't hear clearly, but she was getting louder. He felt a little irritated and couldn't help but step on the accelerator a little deeper. The car sped along the empty road, and the speedometer needle gradually pointed to 80 kilometers.

Looking at the dark woods on both sides of the road, the passenger's breathing became rapid, and her fingers tightly grasped the edge of the seat. Her heartbeat accelerated, and countless terrible thoughts flashed through her mind - was this driver doing it on purpose? Was he trying to kidnap me?
Her hand quietly reached for the door handle, her eyes fixed on the rapidly receding scene outside the window.

"Master, stop the car! I want to get off!"

She practically shouted, panic evident in her voice.

Wang Jiahe, who was already deaf, still didn't hear clearly, and just thought she was urging him to go faster. He frowned and felt a little impatient.

But he still sped up, and the car rushed forward like an arrow.

Feeling the car speeding up, the passenger couldn't bear it anymore and slammed the door open, even though her hair was blown messy. But she didn't hesitate, closed her eyes, and jumped out.

"Bang!" With a dull thud, the passenger's body fell heavily to the ground and rolled several times before stopping.

Wang Jiahe finally reacted and slammed on the brakes. The car made a harsh friction sound and stopped on the side of the road.

Looking at the opened car door, Wang Jiahe was completely stunned. He couldn't believe what was happening.

"This girl is crazy but..."

After a long pause, he hurriedly got off the bus and ran to the passenger. Her dress had been torn, her arms and legs were covered with scratches, and blood was flowing down her forehead.

"Are you... are you okay?" Wang Jiahe asked stutteringly, feeling a chill in his heart. The dying passenger was unable to answer his question. After jumping off the train, her body was severely hit and bruised, and blood was constantly pouring out of her wounds. Her breathing became weaker and weaker, her eyes gradually became blurred, and she soon lost consciousness.

"Hey, hey, girl, girl..."

Wang Jiahe was stunned, his mind went blank. He had no idea what was going on.

I have no idea why the other person jumped out of the car.

He knelt beside her, his hands trembling, wanting to do something, but found himself powerless.

Soon a highway patrol officer arrived at the scene and asked Wang Jiahe questions while calling for an ambulance.

In the darkness of the night, the sound of sirens came from far away, and alternating red and blue lights illuminated the chaotic scene.

When the ambulance arrived, the passenger had already lost vital signs. The medical staff quickly started to rescue him, but in the end they shook their heads helplessly.

Wang Jiahe stood aside and watched the passengers being covered with white cloth.
In the night, the sound of sirens still echoed, and the alternating red and blue lights illuminated Wang Jiahe's pale face.

At this time, a police officer walked up to him and said to him.

"Although your confession shows that it was just an accident, you know we still need to conduct further investigation. I hope you can understand."

"Understand, understand."

Wang Jiahe nodded repeatedly.

"I will definitely cooperate with the investigation."

Soon his taxi was towed away as evidence and he was temporarily detained in a detention center.

……

When most people were still sleeping soundly, Song Yaozu had already gotten up and put on his shoes carefully. He glanced at Mei Di Ni who was lying on the other side of the bed, and saw her plump breasts rising and falling slowly in her silk pajamas.

A beautiful house, a beautiful young wife and six children with different personalities but all very cute, this is SEA life.

This is also what Song Yaozu longed for and desired, and now, all his dreams have come true.

"It would be great if we could bring mom and my brothers and sisters over here..."

But this is obviously unrealistic. The immigration laws here are extremely strict. Except for the wife and blood children, other relatives cannot obtain permanent residence or naturalization through family reunion.

Of course, they can apply for a family visit visa every year, with a validity period of 6 months. If they overstay illegally for a long time, they will be blacklisted and banned from entering the country for a period of as short as three years or as long as five years, or they may even be denied a visa for life.

But other than that, everything here is what he dreamed of.

Going out and jogging slowly on the quiet streets, Song Yaozu, like in the past, was thinking about the case at hand while running, but the case at hand still bothered him.

Recently, he was involved in an illegal immigration lawsuit. There are more and more such cases now, and there are always many people who try every means to come here.

“Immigration law!”

Once again, this law came to Song Yaozu's mind.

The reason why the Immigration Bureau can directly revoke the visa of any foreigner is that it is a right granted to them by immigration law.

According to relevant provisions of the Immigration Law, the Immigration Bureau has the right to deport anyone who may pose a potential threat to society.

And they don't need a judge's approval or explain to the public. In other words, they can deport anyone and revoke anyone's visa if they want.

“Perhaps this is also a way to prevent trouble before it happens.”

Although I strongly disagree with this indiscriminate approach of shutting everyone out.

But Song Yaozu knew very well why this law was introduced at that time, which was to avoid greater internal chaos, and not just the American style.

After running for a few kilometers in the park, Song Yaozu returned home, washed up, had some breakfast, and drove to the office as usual.

As soon as he arrived at the law firm, Attorney Tang Danian said to him:
"Yaozu, do you remember the taxi jumping incident a few days ago?"

Song Yaozu nodded and asked:
"what happened?"

"The District Attorney's Office has decided to charge the taxi driver with second-degree murder."

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Song Yaozu retorted loudly.

"Are those damn guys idiots? How could they make such a decision on a case where the outcome is obvious at a glance?"

“Because the media is paying a lot of attention now.”

Tang Danian said bluntly.

"Public opinion was sympathetic to the passenger, with calls for his death and many questioning his hearing problems. He was still driving a taxi, which was a hazard to driving safety. The female college student reminded him many times, but he was also guilty of serious negligence for not responding..."

Without waiting for Tang Danian to finish his words, Song Yaozu spoke angrily.

"The law does not prohibit a person whose hearing is temporarily impaired due to a disease from driving a car, so he is eligible to drive a car.

How does it endanger driving safety?
Really, the media is actually controlling us. Lawyer Tang, I will take this case!"

Tang Danian looked at his partner and asked.

"Are you sure? The other party is not a rich man, and he even uses a public interest lawyer."

"I know."

Song Yaozu nodded and said:

"We are lawyers. Although this profession is to make money, it is not just about making money, right?"

(End of this chapter)