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Chapter 11: Superior

As an ordinary prison guard, although Yaoyang convinced his colleagues with his abilities, those superiors, especially those ghost guys, honestly would not give Yaoyang face at all.

Yaoyang regards Stanley as his first base, and how to operate Stanley is the top priority in his plan.

Now the three elements of his plan have been put together with the help of Long Si.

"Rich! Rich! Rich!"

The rest is just a matter of how to get the upper hand.

The warden of Stanley Prison, James, is fifty-five years old this year.

At this age, taking the position of Stanley Warden can be considered a success or a failure.

Success lies in the fact that this position is considered good and can barely be considered a powerful one.

Here in Stanley Prison, he is the emperor and can talk better than anyone else. It is not easy to deal with one or two people secretly.

What about the failure? The reason is that although the location is good, the grade is still in the industrial department and not yet considered administrative personnel.

To put it bluntly, the warden still belongs to a position that mixes with the jailers. Unlike the men in the Correctional Services Department, they do not need to participate in prison management at all. They just drink tea, chat and formulate rules and regulations every day.

His status and social influence are also countless levels higher than those of the prison director.

It's like one is the mayor and the other is a central official. There is no comparison at all.

But James still has a chance. In Hong Kong, the retirement age is very different from the new world.

For example, James can work until he is 65 years old before applying for retirement.

In other words, there are still ten years left for James to work hard, climb up to the administrative department, and try out what it feels like to dictate and set rules.

As a ghost guy, he probably would never have the chance to become a member of Parliament or become a peer in his lifetime.

Making money became the most important thing for him before retirement.

Early this morning, before 8 o'clock, James arrived at the Stanley Warden's office in high spirits.

The reason is also very simple. He received a large cowhide bag at home last night.

It was full of banknotes that he couldn't put down.

Along the way, prison guards kept saying hello, saluting, and flattering him slightly.

The secretary to the warden was holding a bowl of rice noodles. He had no idea that the boss would arrive so early today, so he was so frightened that he quickly covered the uneaten rice noodles with newspapers.

Because he knows that his boss pays attention to details, likes to be in the limelight, and loves face. The last thing he wants to see is for his subordinates to mess up things.

"Alan, put down what you are doing, go to the prison guard dormitory immediately and ask for the second-level correctional assistant Lei Yaoyang."

James actually saw the secretary's little move, but unexpectedly he didn't get angry and just waved his hand and gave instructions.

"Yes! I'll go right away."

The secretary felt like he had "escaped a disaster". After hearing the order, he quickly picked up the rice noodles wrapped in the newspaper and ran out of the office without leaving any trace.

"kindness!"

Bao Hanwen watched the secretary leave, tidied up his meticulous uniform, sat on the main seat and waited.

Dong Dong Dong... After a while, there was a knock on the door, and Allen's gentle voice came in:

"Warden, Lei Yaoyang is here."

"Come in!"

James spoke very calmly, but his heart was full of expectations. Yesterday there was a hundred thousand in the cowhide bag, and the benefits will only be more today.

The door opened, and Yaoyang's tall and mighty body entered. His walking seemed to be full of infinite strength, his steps were steady, his distance was measured, and his resolute face made James' eyes light up and he was very satisfied.

What made him even more satisfied was Yaoyang's bulging wallet and banknotes.

Bang... He kicked the ground with his right foot and Yaoyang made a standard salute.

"Sir!"

"Okay!" James praised, his face full of peace.

I saw him smiling and saying:

"You must be Yaoyang. I remember you. You are worthy of being the talent I personally selected. You are indeed young and promising! Don't worry, I've never seen a talent buried in the darkest place in my life."

"We are able to do this all because of the teachings of the police academy. More importantly, Sir A has good leadership and often provides guidance and education to us young people."

Yaoyang said with a serious look on his face.

However, Yaoyang cursed secretly in his heart, if he didn't have those banknotes, he probably wouldn't even look at him.

Hearing these words, Yaoyang's smile deepened even though he knew he was suspected of flattering:

"Smart people tend to get things done easily. It would be a disaster if all the people under your command are just the same."

"Okay, you can think so, that's great!"

James praised again, raised his hand and said:

"Ayang, don't be so restrained, come on, sit down and talk!"

"Thanks, sir!"

When Yaoyang heard James' name, he was secretly happy. Qian Qian was indeed more attractive than him. He had initially gained the other's favor. After thanking him, he decisively sat down opposite James.

"Ayang, you know, although I am the warden, this place in Stanley is not something I can have the final say on my own. You are talented, but..."

Speaking of this, James did not continue to say anything, but slowly stretched out a hand and made a three sign.

It's 300,000 yuan.

However, these 300,000 yuan can save Yaoyang a lot of time, and as the fourth descendant of the Dragon, he will not be short of money at all.

He nodded in agreement without even thinking about it.

James cursed in his mind. He estimated that he had set the price too low, but if he didn't blink at 300,000 yuan, there would only be more in the future.

"Hey! Director? It's me. I found a great person with a very good attitude. For our correctional department..."

James called his superior in front of Yaoyang.

After secretly putting the money into the warden's office at noon.

In the afternoon of the same day, the Correctional Services Department personally sent a document:

"Level 2 Correctional Assistant Lei Yaoyang, after joining the job, he performed well at work and made many meritorious deeds. He was promoted to two levels in a row and was promoted to the title of Corrections Director. His salary was also increased by two levels. The original salary of two thousand was raised to four

Thousand yuan."

In other words, from this day on, Yaoyang was transformed from a new prisoner into a powerful Xiaowu who could lead the team, that is, at the level of Uncle Biao.

It took Uncle Biao nearly thirty years to achieve this position, but it took Yaoyang less than three months from joining the job to now.

As expected, it is a big deal, ruthless enough, loyal, and having many brothers has almost become a thing of the past.

Money, money, money is the way to go.


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