Wang Chengzhu quickly cleaned the short-term rental house, took out the daily cleaning utensils from the cloth bag and placed them on the coffee table. He arranged the furnishings in the house, arranged his clothes, and walked outside the house.
Wang Chengzhu first went to the traffic station, reported that he was safe, and then rushed to his next destination - House's foreign trade company.
After asking at the front desk of the foreign bank if there was any message, Wang Chengzhu left with a slightly disappointed expression on his face after learning that there was no new progress in their transaction.
Gendarmerie, prison.
The captain of the No. 1 Military Police Squadron, who came to work with a red face, was invited to the prison management office by the deputy warden with an anxious look on his face.
"What's going on? You look like you haven't slept well." The captain of the first squadron looked at the fellow countryman with whom he had a good relationship and said in surprise.
"Don't be afraid if I tell you. Someone escaped from prison last night." The deputy warden replied with a pale face.
"Although I'm just a military policeman, I've also been trained by the army. I'm generally not afraid of...what! How many people escaped from prison?" the first squadron leader said jokingly, and suddenly realized that what the latter was talking about was production safety.
Manage incidents.
"Just one." Deputy Warden Nono said.
"One, what's there to be afraid of?" the first squadron leader muttered disdainfully, "Just look for clues to escape and catch him again."
"No..." The deputy warden wanted to explain something urgently.
"What is it? If you can't find any clues, just check out his information and treat him as if he was released on bail." The first squadron leader was thinking of an idea while rubbing the front of his right hand towards the deputy warden.
With three fingers, he said, "Let the people on duty last night raise some money and treat them to a few banquets. If you are soft-spoken, this matter will be over."
The deputy warden knew that the fellow villager had good intentions, and the matter of escaping a man was neither a big deal nor a small matter. No one cared about it. He could only verbally criticize him for his lax management and lack of vigilance, and so on, and then it was over.
If you don't take care of things properly and get caught out, you may be fined your salary or even lose your job.
Sad!
"You'd better come with me and have a look!" the deputy warden started the conversation and used honorifics.
