Wan Ye pursed his lips and took a sip of rice soup, looked at me sideways and said: "Aren't you really awesome?
It's up to you what to do.
I had just eaten half of the eggs, and I almost choked and said: "Master, what do you mean?
It's up to me to handle this matter.
I'm blinded.
If I mess up this matter, I will directly open the way to the crematorium.
You are still not my master."
Wan Ye tried hard not to laugh, but his expression was a bit funny, and his terraced face looked a bit like an old monkey.
I threw the bun on the table angrily: "If you don't want to eat it, Mr.
Wan, just look at it.
It's okay if you treat me like this.
Didn't our account just get unblocked today?
If you don't want to make it easier for me, then I'll find something for you.
Just block the account with me."
I will call the prison guards over now to destroy him.
When the time comes, I will say that you guys instigated and threatened me and I did it.
Then we will see who suffers.
As soon as I finished speaking, I shouted: "Prison guard, prison guard Siping was obviously anxious.
He covered my mouth and said: "Are you crazy?
I broke away from his hand and said: "Aren't you going to ask me?
I'm not afraid that I won't be able to get out of the banned account anyway.
I'll just let everyone stay with me."
Master Wan let out a long sigh: "Why did I accept such a second-rate apprentice?
You are just feeding a disobedient eagle.
I'm afraid of you, hey.
In fact, I know that Mr.
Wan said this on purpose, because he felt that he thought I was naive because of the wind chime incident.
In fact, he was completely wrong.
After knowing Mr.
Wan for two years, I know his temper well.
I deliberately acted stupid and cute to confuse everyone.
Because from the day I performed the torture chamber, I no longer trusted anyone The crisp sound of pulling the bolt echoes in my ears all the time, seeming to remind me every day.
Wan Ye picked up the steamed buns I threw on the table and threw them into my bowl.
I grabbed it and ate it without saying a word.
Wan Ye said helplessly to Siping, Huzi and Hu Meng: "Did you see that these idiots are living so heartlessly?
He still has the nerve to eat steamed buns.
If it were me, I would be stubborn and never eat anything I throw away.
Siping, Huzi, Hu Meng smiled and shook his head, his expression looked as helpless as Wan Ye's.
I took big bites of the steamed buns, and after I finished drinking the rice soup, I felt my belly comfortably: "Well, the feeling of going out to eat in a big cafeteria is just different.
It would be nice if there were eggs there.
Wan Ye kept his hands on the table, covering his forehead and said helplessly: "How have you changed?
I have lived my whole life and I have never seen you like this.
I am completely speechless for you.
Don't say you know me in the future.
It is best for us to keep a distance of one meter.
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I playfully put my hand on Wan Ye’s shoulder: "What's wrong, master, I'm kneeling three times and kowtowing nine times, but you can't accept me as a disciple."
As the saying goes, it’s easy to ask God to send God away, but hard to send God away.
There’s no way to keep distance from me.
Wan Ye gave me a thumbs up: "I will call you Bingye from now on.
I stuck out my tongue, "Hey," you're not going to smooth out the thorns on my body, let's see who polishes whom.
Wan Ye was completely convinced by me, and he stood up and gave me a thumbs up.
Then we lined up and started to work out of the canteen.
Speaking of working, it is actually a prison.
The processing factory built by itself allows prisoners to undergo labor reform unconditionally.
The factory processes some daily necessities.
The semi-finished products we process every day are based on counts.
There is no salary, but it is linked to the sentence.
The work points are equivalent to the number of days in the sentence.
Because we record records, it generally has little to do with working hours.
Prisoners with fast hands only need to do a few hours to complete a day's work.
He can go to the square for a walk in advance.
Sometimes I admire this kind of management method.
It can not only mobilize the enthusiasm of prisoners, but also kill boring time.
Yangbei City Prison is a large prison with more than 3,000 inmates in custody.
It is divided into four districts.
The east district houses a semi-finished product processing plant and a garment factory, and the west district houses four pig farms and four vegetable greenhouses.
As soon as we entered the semi-finished product processing plant, Huzi squeezed over.
As soon as he saw me he said: "Fat Cheng, whose full name is Cheng Defu, was sentenced to four years and eight months for extortion.
He is in cell No. 0211, with the cell number Song Shun.
Wan Ye thought for a while and said: "This Song Shun, why can't I remember who he is?
Siping took the words, holding the screw in one hand and the screwdriver in the other and said: "Song Shun, I know.
He came here in 2002.
At that time, he was sentenced to nine or ten years for posing as a police officer and extorting a BMW car from someone else.
I can't remember the details.
But this person was quite loyal.
At that time, they seemed to be a gang that pretended to be police officers and blocked cars on National Highway 105 at night.
I heard that he seems to have resisted everything by himself.
Wan Ye said thoughtfully: "Listen to what you said, this man is very friendly.
By the way, how long has Fatty Cheng been here?
Don't show your feelings at that time.
It will be difficult for us.
After all, Fatty Cheng is a member of Song Shun's house.
Beard took over and said: "Fat Cheng, it seems that he has been here less than two months.
I heard Thousand Thousand Tao, a clairvoyant, say that Fatty Cheng has no eyes and doesn't follow Song Shun's ways.
The relationship is relatively tense.
After Huzi finished speaking, he scratched his scalp and said: "Brother, today I make the decision privately and promise Tao Shouzi a big red eagle.
Do you think this is okay?
Wan Ye said in a preaching tone: "One pack is a bit too much.
Be careful next time.
From now on, we can sell out at most five packs at a time.
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If we sell that many packs at a time, you won't be afraid of Tao Fatty changing hands and dumping the goods."
Huzi obviously did not expect that Wan Ye did not scold him for the first time this time, but told him calmly.
Huzi looked a little excited and said: "Yes, brother, I will definitely pay attention next time.
The canteen was closed for several months.
The people in the prison were anxious.
They were afraid that they would not have cigarettes in the future, so they bought more I gave them my account number and the money arrived this afternoon.
I'll talk to the back office then and let him check the accounts.
Wan Ye nodded and said nothing.
I stared at Mr.
Wan and said, "This afternoon during the break, the four of us will talk to Song Shun.
Wan Ye calmly said: "Don't worry, let's ask Song Shun to lower his status and let them come to us."
I was stunned for a long time and couldn't figure it out.
I said: "Ask Song Shun to come to me, did I hear you right?
Wan Ye poked my head hard with his finger "What are you pretending to be in your head?
I was so painful when he poked me with his finger, I rubbed my head and said: "Song Shun, I've never even met him, so I don't believe him when he comes to see us.
Wan Ye curled his lips, and the expression on his face told me that it was very difficult for him to say anything to me, so he simply said directly: "Today we officially lifted the ban, and the canteen business that has been closed for several months is open today.
The cigarette that Hu Xiu just reminded me, yes, the canteen has been closed for several months, and people outside should have gone crazy.
Needless to say, they must be queuing up to buy our stuff.
Hehe, this is like a piece of shit that has been held in for months, and now it can finally be released.
So happy, everyone is waiting to collect the money.
Bingbing, just wait for Song Shun to come find you.
Apparently, our long chat aroused dissatisfaction with Director Zhang, because he had just promised to give him red envelopes during the Chinese New Year, so he came over and reminded me kindly, without saying anything harsh.
The conversation between Wan Ye and I stopped here.
After all, we can’t be so arrogant just after the ban was lifted.
As Wan Ye expected, Beard has been very busy these past two days, even in his dreams he is settling accounts.
But Song Shun has been missing for a long time.
Fatty Cheng is a big worry for me.
I was having a hard time in those days, and I was very upset.
On the afternoon of the third day, Wan Ye, Siping, Huzi, Huzi and Hu Meng and I were standing in the square chatting.
Humeng kept urging us to call back.
As soon as he raised his butt, I knew what the fuck he was doing.
Isn't it just that you are anxious to return to your account to settle accounts?
I was so angry that I glanced at him and said: "Fourth brother, whether you still have humanity is a matter of life and death for me.
The beard was completely out of shape.
When I was talking, he even said something to himself naturally: so-and-so in No. 0589 took three bags of betel nut.
I was annoyed when I heard it.
Then I finally met Song Shun.
He was a small and exquisite man, less than 170cm tall.
There is a mole on the right side of his mouth.
He stutters a bit when he speaks and I can't figure it out.
How he pretended to be a policeman could not be finished in one sentence, and he had to repeat it several times.
How did he extort someone's BMW?
Song Shun came over and said, "Master Wan.
It's such a cold day.
Why do you wear so little?"
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