Chapter 15 fifteen

That's exactly what we did when we graduated. I mean, Owen, Bella, and I finished in the top three of our graduate law school graduating class.Bright prospects lie ahead.Negotiations, invitations, appointments, and rhetoric persuasion came one after another.Everywhere I turn, I seem to see someone waving a bunting that reads, "Barrett, come to work with us!" But I only go 1 with the green flag.Of course, I'm not out of my mind yet, but I don't care about famed positions (such as secretary to a judge) in order to get a lucrative job to get that nasty word 'to get money' out of our damned lexicon. ), and are not considered for public office (such as the Department of Justice).

1 means "look at the money" because dollar bills are green. Although I was number three, I had an inestimable advantage in the race for the top job in the legal profession.I was the only one in the top ten who was not Jewish. (Whoever says it doesn't matter must be a complete fool.) Damn it, as long as a "Bai Yingxin" can pass the bar exam, how many law firms will regard it as a treasure.Please measure my qualifications: editor of "Law Review", All-Aviation League star player, Harvard University, and I don't need to say anything.It can be said that there are many people rushing to print my name and the word "fourth" on the official paper.I was so proud of myself, I just felt that every minute of that time was very cute.

1 Refers to white Protestants of British origin.Usually, this kind of person has the highest social status in the United States. One firm in Los Angeles offered a particularly enticing offer.Mr. X who is in charge of scouting talents (I conceal my name, why bother to take the risk of a lawsuit?) repeatedly said to me: "Brother Barrett, on our site, that thing is always available. Service day and night. Moreover, we can even send you to the office!" We're not interested in California, but I'd still like to know what kind of medicine Mr. So-and-so is selling in his gourd.Jenny and I made all kinds of wild guesses, some of which were wild enough to be true, but the place in Los Angeles might be wilder than we could have imagined. (In the end I had to tell Mr. X that I wasn't interested in "that stuff" at all, so I got rid of him. He was very disappointed.)

In fact, we had already made up our minds to stay on the East Coast.As it turned out later, there were plenty of well-paid positions to choose from in Boston, New York, and Washington.At one point, Gianni thought D.C. was nice (“Al, you can go to the White House and take a good look”), but I was leaning towards New York.And so, with my wife's approval, I finally accepted an offer from Jonas & Marsh.It's an old-school law firm (Marsh was attorney general) and its approach is heavily emphatic on civil liberties: "You can do good and get good at the same time," Gianney says).And, they literally flattered me.Come to think of it, old man Jonas came to Boston himself, invited us to dinner at Pilfort, and sent Jenny flowers the next day.

For a good week or so after that, Jenny seemed to be humming a ditty all the time, humming the phrase "Jonas, Marsh, and Barrett".I told her not to be too impatient, and she told me to fuck off, and said I was probably humming the same tune inside.Needless to say, what she said really hit the nail on the head. 1 This is the name Gianni imagined the firm would change. And, with all due respect, Jonas & Marsh paid Oliver Barrett Fourth a salary of $11,800 a year.This is by far the highest salary in our entire postgraduate graduating class. You see, my third place is just my ranking in school.