"Silly Biao, this is Datun practicing his peerless martial arts. I have read in the newspapers that the martial arts masters practice this way."
The Chaozhou man and the blind snake seem to be serious, but in fact they are talking about Dashan in a serious way to make fun of Datun.
After all, human beings' joys and sorrows are not the same, and Datun's pain is their happiness.
"You guys, just wait..."
Datun was carrying something weighing more than ten kilograms, and even sleeping on the ground was extremely uncomfortable. He could only curse and vent his unhappiness.
Datun was even more resentful towards Yaoyang at this moment and wished he could kill him alive.
"Datun, we are here to fool around. We have to admit when we make mistakes and stand at attention when we are beaten? You should practice harder and master your magic skills as soon as possible to kill those cops."
The blind snake continued teasing disdainfully.
"That's right, Datun. When the time comes, your head will be harder than other people's watermelon knives. If others hold an umbrella, you will have a big head... Bah, bah, bah, if others hold a knife, you will have a big head."
After all, he was a prison inmate for many years, and the Chaozhou guy was even more happy to see Datun in trouble.
"Don't think I don't know. You've all benefited from this. You might as well just become a pawn dog."
Datun didn't listen to good advice at all and continued to curse, but he couldn't even get up and lay paralyzed, looking extremely miserable.
"If you think like this, there's nothing we can do about it. Good words can't persuade the damn ghost. Just keep fighting with Sir Lei. I wish you great success!"
The Chaozhou man shrugged his shoulders, smiled nonchalantly, stopped paying attention to Datun, sat back in his seat, summoned his brothers, and began to discuss in a low voice future business matters and plans to make a fortune.
Silly Biao and Blind Snake looked at each other, perhaps feeling that they had seen enough of the excitement, and returned to their seats, changing the topic to other topics.
…
Early the next morning.
The Datun group was specially approved by Yaoyang to stay in the warehouse to recover from stomach problems and did not have to work.
Of course, since you have stomach problems, there is no need to eat.
As for Dasha, he started working under the close supervision of five prison guards led by Gui Jianchou.
On this day, Dasha and his group truly experienced what it meant to be a "coolie" in the old society.
Gui Jianchou didn't move at all and the stupid group didn't beat them or scold them. They asked them to dig a hole with a shovel and then dig it and bury it.
The requirement is not high, just fifty times, which is still far from three figures.
Even when Dasha and others were lazy and chatting, Gui Jianchou also chatted with his brothers, completely pretending not to notice.
But as time passed, Dasha and others became hungry and sleepy, and they still refused to call it a day.
At this time, Gui Jianchou made it clear when he would finish the work and when he would call it a day. It was already past meal time and there would be no food for today.
Dasha was furious and originally wanted to play hard with Gui Jianchou.
But I was tired for a whole day. Although I was lazy, I at least stood in the wild for a day in the bright sun.
With Dasha's physical strength, it's a bit too much for him, let alone his younger brothers.
After comparing Gui Jianchou with a group of well-fed and energetic prison guards with equipment on their waists, Dasha finally held back, not wanting to be beaten in vain, so he could only keep yelling and scolding.
Perhaps Yaoyang had already given the order, but Gui Jianchou ignored it and allowed Dasha and others to scold him.
It wasn't until midnight that he finished work and finally said:
"Because Dasha and others insulted the guards, the working days will be extended by three days."
At this time, the Dasha group of people felt a little stupid.
Some of the gangsters who followed them couldn't stand it at first. Although they didn't dare to say it openly, they had already made up their minds: they would never go on a hunger strike with the bosses again.
The man surnamed "Lei" didn't seem to care about the life and death of himself and others. He worked hard for a day without being given food.
If this continues, there is no need for you to go on a hunger strike and cause trouble. You and others will soon starve to death or die from exhaustion.
I, others and the boss just want to live a better life in prison and not be bullied.
Now it seems that if you continue to follow the boss all the way to the dark side, you will not even be able to save your life, so how can you talk about a good life?
The gangsters all have different ideas, and the bosses also have their own ideas.
Dasha couldn't calm down for a while and was very angry. He discussed with Mad Gou Hua and prepared to continue playing.
The two of them didn't believe that Yaoyang really dared to torture them like this.
Be confident. In fact, Yaoyang really dares.
Several other corner bosses began to check out and met secretly. They no longer planned to play any more and just wanted to finish their work for the past few days and resume their previous lives.
As for losing the business, it's better than being tortured like this.
After staying in the warehouse for a whole day, Datun, who kept wearing his tank hat, finally calmed down.
On this day, even when he went to the toilet, he had to ask others to help him lift the tank cap on his head so that he could move.
Under this kind of torture, he also woke up:
Can't play it!
They are alone and unable to survive. Apart from being tortured unilaterally, they have no chance of winning.
The only thing I relied on was that the person named "Lei" didn't dare to make things worse.
But the facts show that this person named Lei is a lunatic, and everything about the prisoner is worse than a dog in his eyes.
…………
Stanley Warden's Office. The warden, who has always been very concerned about his image, was slapping the table in anger at this moment.
"Officer Zhu, how did you do your job? Yaoyang is the best talent in our Stanley Prison in the past ten years. I personally promoted him and snatched him. The officers of the Correctional Services Department are also extremely satisfied with him. You actually let him
He goes to guard the fourth warehouse!"
"Officer Zhu, I seriously doubt your ability to work. Do you have the brains to start work?"
Opposite the warden, the fat deputy warden sat, taking all the "firepower" from the other side.
It turned out that when the warden got off work last night, he happened to meet Uncle Biao walking around the door of Stanley.
Even though Uncle Biao is very open-minded, he is still pretty good to a few friendly people.
Uncle Biao "beat around the bush" and "inadvertently" revealed to the warden that Yaoyang was assigned to the fourth warehouse.
The warden was stunned at that time, and his face turned pale instantly.
You must know how difficult it is to handle the fourth warehouse. As the warden, he knows best.
For five years, there has never been a corrections director in the fourth warehouse willing to serve for a long time. Every time, the unlucky corrections director was almost assigned to work for a few months by drawing lots.
Once the few months are up, change the job immediately!
The warden knows exactly what is going on there.
Now he has finally managed to create a "money tree", and because of him, he recently bought a house and a car.
I never thought that if I was not careful, my cash cow would be arranged by Fat Cat, and he would have full authority to manage the fourth warehouse.
If Yaoyang doesn't want to do it anymore, will this fat pig give him the money?
If the warden hadn't been worried about the bad influence, he would have wanted to find Sha Mao over last night and have a good talk with him.
So early this morning, the warden arrived at the office early and asked his secretary to invite Fatty.
His anger could no longer be suppressed, and before Sha Mao could react at all, he was already scolding him.
…
After such a training, Sha Mao now realized that he was extremely unconvinced by the warden's words.
From Sha Mao's point of view, coming to Stanley is just a transition, and sooner or later he will return to the Correctional Services Department to become a master.
Not to mention a mere deputy warden, even the warden and fat cat don't like him.
On weekdays, the two hardly interact with each other. The warden is worried about Sha Mao's backstage, and Sha Mao disdains to hang out with the warden.
Today, the two collided for the first time.
But no one expected that the collision would be caused by a small correctional officer, and that it would be so violent and violent.
"Warden, what's the problem with my job? Yaoyang's position is Correctional Director. I arranged for him to go to the fourth warehouse. What's the problem?"
Sha Mao was dissatisfied, and his words were extremely tough, so he asked directly and forcefully.
The warden frowned, extremely dissatisfied with Fat Cat's attitude, and his voice became very cold:
"So do you have a problem with the people above? Do you have a problem with my words? Or do you have a problem with my people?"
Logically speaking, the words have been said very straightforwardly.
But when Sha Mao came here, he not only heard it, but also got angrier the more he heard it.
He did not forget that he was transferred from the Correctional Services Department to the hellish place of Stanley, and the deputy director of the Correctional Services Department also made a lot of efforts at that time.
Those who are favored by the superiors must be their enemies.
After thinking this, Sha Mao looked serious and replied:
"Yes, that's why I gave him the most difficult job for the correctional officer, so that he can train and become a talent."
"well!"
The warden laughed angrily and suddenly said: "Now as the warden, I want to readjust the work of all prison guards. Officer Zhu, do you have any opinions?"
"You are the warden. You have the final say in Stanley. You can make adjustments if you want."
Sha Mao also knows that in terms of power, he always has much less power than the warden, and he can take away his power with just one word.
But Sha Mao immediately followed up and continued:
"But I will write a report on the performance of my prison guards and put it on file."
you……
The warden was almost going crazy. He had never seen such a blind person in the world. He was totally harming others but not benefiting himself!
What is a work performance report?
To put it bluntly, it is a work review. The thing written by the superior leader must be written into the file.
The meaning of Sha Mao's words is undoubtedly a counter-threat to the warden. If you want to take back power, you want to change the guard for Yaoyang, right? That's fine. I can't control what happens.
But after working in the fourth warehouse for a few days, I was able to write a very bad report and record it directly in his file.
Isn't he someone you all like, I'll write up his profile and see what you do.
The key point is that no matter how you look at this matter, it has no benefit to Fat Cat Half a Cent, other than to offend others by going to death, or offending people by going to death.
Dong dong dong...
At this time, there was a knock on the door of the warden's office.
"Come in!"
The warden took several deep breaths, suppressed all emotions, and regained his composure before speaking.
"Warden, are you looking for me?"
It was Yaoyang who came in. It turned out that the warden thought that he could rearrange Yaoyang's work with just a few words, so while calling Sha Mao over, he also asked his secretary to notify Yaoyang.
But at this moment, the warden undoubtedly had not accomplished what he had imagined, and was a little at a loss for words.
On the other hand, Fatty saw Yaoyang coming in. He was not impressed by the other correctional officers, but he was quite impressed by Yaoyang, who was much taller than him, and recognized him immediately.
"Lei Yaoyang, the warden and I are discussing your position. I wonder what you have to say about your current position?"
Job position?
The warden's face was very serious, as if he had just been angry and was currently suppressing him.
The fat cat had a bright smile on his fat face, but deep in the corners of his eyes, there was a hint of resentment.
What is the reason for this?
What is the warden angry about?
Why are you so fat and resentful?
While observing and pondering, Yaoyang also thought about the words that would be most beneficial to him:
“Sir, I don’t have anything to say about my current job. If I am forced to say it, I can only say that I will try my best to do my best and ensure that the place I am responsible for becomes a model prison in Stanley.
The presence."
Hearing this, Fat Fat frowned. He originally wanted to hear Yaoyang complain, but he just happened to put him in the file, but he didn't expect that he didn't mention this matter at all.
Sha Mao's smile faded and he started to feel emotional:
"I'm asking you to talk about the working environment, not to express your determination."
Yaoyang felt the change in Sha Mao's mood immediately.
The warden also reacted at this moment, fearing that Yaoyang would complain and be caught by the fat cat and write it into the file.
He immediately said:
"Officer Zhu, please go out. I have something to discuss with Xiao Lei alone."
"OK!"
Sha Mao stood up carelessly, and before leaving, he left a message:
"By the way, Warden. Next time if something happens, just ask someone to tell me to do it. Actually, you don't need to notify me personally.
"This bastard!"
The warden cursed in his heart and waved his hands outwardly, as if he was extremely unhappy when he saw the fat cat.
Sha Mao didn't care about this and left the warden's office in a swagger.
Immediately, only the warden and Lei Yaoyang were left in the room.
"Yang Wai, let's sit down and talk."
Facing Yaoyang, the warden's attitude was completely different. He forced a smile on his face and motioned Jiang Zhen to take a seat.
Yaoyang was not polite, after all, he paid for it and sat across from the warden as he pleased.
"Yangzi, it's like this. I came to you today to ask you what you think of your current work and to see if there is anything that needs to be coordinated!"
The warden organized his words. Instead of trying to calm down Fat Cat, he did not immediately "go ahead with his own behavior" and promised to change the guard for Yaoyang. Instead, he inquired first.
"Warden, thank you for your concern. The environment I work in now is good. Although the environment in the fourth warehouse is very complicated, it is indeed a good exercise for me. I also believe that I have the ability to do a good job.
Reorganize the order of the fourth warehouse and build it into our best model warehouse in Stanley."
At this moment, Yaoyang somewhat understood what the warden meant, and he immediately organized his words and replied.