Law America, the Devil's Agent

Chapter 66 From Sparrow to Phoenix: Employment Relationship Established (First Update, 3K Words, Please Subscribe)

When Celine pushed the meeting room door open from the outside, Link had already noticed the guests inside.

Martha Kate was sitting by the window, slightly lost in thought.

The empty cup of coffee in front of her showed that she had been sitting inside waiting for a while.

Today she wore a luxuriously tailored dark blue dress and carried a small leather handbag.

Her entire demeanor was completely different from when she was wearing a yoga vest and sweating profusely in the gym a few months ago, promoting steroid distribution channels.

Having seen more of the world these days, Link could tell at a glance that the dress she was wearing was not some cheap item that he had just bought casually.

The fabric is crisp, and the leather of the shoes is quite good.

Clearly, this beautiful single mother has escaped her past financial difficulties.

Of course, she didn't come alone.

In the corner by the window sat a thin boy with a drawing board spread out on his lap, so quiet that he was almost invisible.

"Please, I hope you can agree."

Martha: Kate is now a high-net-worth individual with an annual salary of millions, but her capital for doing business is her body.

"But I still choose you."

He no longer possessed his former optimism and confidence.

Daily subscriptions, monthly revenue, and interactive tipping are all hitting new highs.

"Prepare some tea and snacks."

Then, as if remembering something, she stopped abruptly, silently taking a bank card and a bound contract out of her handbag, placing them on the table, and pushing them in front of Link.

Link turned his head, his gaze passing over Martha and landing on the small, thin figure in the corner of the conference room.

No matter how difficult the situation your clients are in, you have never given up on them.

"Judging from your current situation, it seems your channel and business income must have made significant progress, right?"

Our employment relationship is now officially established.

She paused, then added softly, "My channel is gradually getting on track, and the studio has been registered."

Goodness gracious, is sexual repression really that severe in America these days?

We only have $10. We hope you won't think it's too little. Our channel will become more and more profitable in the future.

You have kept every promise you made.

I'm so sorry to have made you come all this way for nothing.

Link remained silent for a few seconds, without answering immediately.

At first, I was the only one taking photos with my phone, but now I have a complete studio team.

She followed his advice to create the content, found a market gap, and then quickly commercialized it.

  

I simply followed the approach you gave me, but I didn't expect it to work so well.

"Wait a moment. The arrival of a renowned lawyer like yourself, who has successfully resolved two major cases that have rocked the entire city, is absolutely worthwhile."

The photographer, lighting technician, and post-production editor each had their own specific roles.

"It's been a long time, Mr. Link."

The subscription numbers, viewership, and discussion graphs are all climbing at a steep angle.

"I can afford it."

For example, how should I draft contract terms with photographers, how should I protect content copyright, how should I review cooperation agreements with Google Play, and how should I deal with platform compliance clauses? I need a trustworthy legal advisor.

The above is data from OnlyFans' private channel backend page.

"I'm sorry, I've been extremely busy with several cases lately."

"He is my everything. I would do anything for him."

Link roughly estimated that Martha's current income was conservatively estimated to be close to six figures a month, and he couldn't help but marvel.

After Link pointed her in the right direction, she completely abandoned those covert filming methods that carried legal risks, and instead focused on the "contrast" positioning that Link had mentioned:

Besides, my fees aren't cheap, so you'd better be prepared.

His expression was so serious that he was completely different from before.

"Now, tell me properly, what trouble have you and Alex gotten into?"

He started wearing a hat, but pulled the brim down so that it covered most of his face.

However, as the team expanded and business volume increased, more and more legal issues arose—

Link took her hand; it no longer had the thin calluses left from working out, but it was still warm and strong.

Even in that serial murder case, under the most unfavorable circumstances, when everyone believed your client was the murderer, you still managed to turn the situation around for him.

She turned the tablet back, swiped a few more times, and brought up an interface for a private traffic pool:

Martha looked directly into Link's eyes, her previous frivolity and debauchery completely gone.

Aside from the revenue-sharing agreement, I will pay any additional legal fees as usual.

Celine understood and immediately walked over and placed a pen next to him.

He sat in the corner, shrinking himself down as if trying his best to avoid being noticed by anyone.

Link leaned back in his chair, a slight smile playing on his lips.

That was a dedicated group she created for paid subscribers, and the number of members was steadily growing.

Celine brought over two cups of hot tea and a plate of cookies and placed them on the table, then stepped aside and opened her notebook.

This kind of execution and business acumen is rare among many entrepreneurs, let alone a single mother who previously earned money by selling her physical strength and time at a gym.

With your current income level, you can easily hire a full-fledged legal advisor from any law firm in Philadelphia. Logically speaking, there's no need for you to come back to me.

He handed Martha a copy of the contract, kept one for himself, then put the bank card into his suit pocket, crossed his hands on the table, and leaned forward slightly.

"Alright, Ms. Martha Kate."

Kona leaned against the doorframe of the conference room, her arms crossed, her gaze calmly sweeping between Martha and Link, without saying a word.

He vaguely sensed why Martha had come.

With his head down, he held a sketching pencil in his hand, repeatedly smearing the same shadow on the drawing board.

Link looked at the numbers and at the group of at least 1000 people, and couldn't help but nod.

Link frowned slightly.

This incident laid the foundation for subsequent communication, which is why I came to you—”

Martha followed his gaze to her son, her eyes slightly reddening, but a strong smile still lingered on her lips.

The other document is the formal engagement contract for legal counsel.

She then began to talk about the channel's development:

That small figure is Alex Kate, the son of this single mother.

Martha was slightly taken aback.

It was filled with gloom and inferiority.

Lately, you've been the undisputed star of the show, whether in newspapers, on television, or even on local social media channels like TikTok and Instagram.

Link stared at him in silence for a few seconds, then didn't go over to disturb him. Instead, he looked away and snapped his fingers lightly at Celine.

Link smiled and sat down opposite her.

"Is it for Alex?"

"This card contains the revenue share we discussed before. I have recalculated it based on the channel's actual revenue since its inception, and it is no less than the original agreed-upon percentage."

He looked at the contract in front of him:

And also the cases you handled before, whether it was the Winthrop missing girl case or the Saint Doctor case—

"One more thing, when we were still in the gym, you encouraged and comforted Alex. In his subconscious, you are the person he trusts most besides me."

She stood up, bowed slightly, and extended her hand.

As a lawyer, he hated cover-ups and secrets.

Martha put the tablet back into her bag, folded her hands back on her knees, and spoke with a more serious tone than when they were chatting earlier.

The little boy who used to greet me cheerfully and optimistically in the gym lobby with his drawing board is now silently huddled in a chair in the corner of the conference room.

The strokes are crisp and clean, without the slightest hesitation.

He gestured for her to sit down in the chair next to him, then turned to Celine and said:

The numbers on the screen:

The single mother he had helped smiled brightly when she saw him walk in.

"Your insight is indeed remarkable."

I know how busy Mr. Link is.

He capped his pen, crossed his hands on the table, leaned forward slightly, and quickly got into work mode: "I think I'm the one you've got in mind."

My channel subscriptions have increased nearly fivefold, and the price of customized content has also gone up.

Martha nodded, took a tablet out of her bag, swiped her fingers across the screen a few times, and then turned it toward Link.

She stood up and bowed slightly: "Because I trust you. Not only that, you are the one who guides me through my confusion."

She's not the kind of client who needs someone to teach her step by step. As long as you give her the right direction, she can get started on her own and run faster than most people.

He picked up his pen, turned to the last page of the contract, and wrote his name in the signature column.

I have absolute trust in a lawyer of this character and competence.

Link said with a playful smile, but his eyes held an undisguised scrutiny.

Link picked up his teacup, took a sip, and glanced at Martha's attire, a slight smile playing on his lips.

He flipped through the contract from beginning to end, then looked up.

Mr. Link, I hope you can become my legal advisor and help me with the problems I am currently facing.

I've seen it all on the media.

Although I did offer you some advice before, we did not sign any formal agency agreement after that.

"Thanks to your previous guidance and help."

I also purchased professional lighting and sound equipment, and rented a small photography studio.

"Thank you for your exaggeration and praise."

"My lawyer's fees are very expensive."

The fitness instructor's physique, the resilience of a single mother, and the tension between abstinence and release.

Martha is indeed a quick learner.

Martha sat down again, placed her handbag on her lap, and shook her head with a smile.

The terms are clear, the format is standard, and the treatment is generous, which shows that they are very sincere.

"Oh? Why?"