"Lawyer Tang, I'm willing to take responsibility, but I can't go to jail. If I go to jail, my family is truly finished..."
Zhang Minghui's wife was also pleading on the side, while the child didn't understand anything and didn't know why their parents were suddenly crying.
Old Tang waved his hand and said, "Don't worry yet, I've taken this case. You're out on bail now, right? Alright, let's sign the contract in a bit."
Hearing Old Tang's words, Zhang Minghui's face was immediately filled with excitement, "Rea...really? Thank you, thank you, Lawyer Tang, thank you so much."
He genuinely didn't know what to do. He already knew when he was caught earlier that for traffic accidents resulting in one death, it's basically no less than three years.
Unless he could get a letter of forgiveness from the victim's side and then plead guilty and show remorse, then it would basically be probation.
