Chapter 216 The wind has changed, a smart surrenderer?
Feng Mu walked back to the duty room slowly, carrying a thermos bucket in one hand.
He cleaned up the table and was just about to unscrew the thermos and sit down to eat when he heard hurried footsteps in the corridor. He frowned slightly and put the thermos back into the locker.
The rice smells too good, and to some extent, it is poisonous to the "corpses", even though the "spirits" of these corpses have long lost all life.
However, Feng Mu was a very kind person. He would not eat in front of a "corpse", just like he would not play a movie in front of a blind person, play music in front of a deaf person, or pee while standing in front of a eunuch.
Wang Cong pushed the door open and said to Feng Mu, "The captain asked you to come over. He must be urging you to pay the money."
Feng Mu looked at Wang Cong, whose clothes were neatly ironed and hair was combed. The red lines in his pupils flickered slightly. He nodded calmly: "Okay, I'll be there right away."
Before leaving, Feng Mu stopped at the door and asked Wang Cong: "You look particularly energetic today. Are you ready for everything?"
Wang Cong thought Feng Mu was asking about money. He grinned and said, "Of course, I have already handed over most of my assets to the captain. Now I have nothing to worry about. I can only live up to your expectations and move forward, forward, and forward again."
Feng Muchong gave Wang Cong a thumbs up, then withdrew his gaze meaningfully, turned around and left the room.
It was not until the footsteps in the corridor gradually disappeared in the distance that the smile on Wang Cong's face slowly faded and he regained his calm. He walked to the locker and took out two thermos bottles with ease.
He placed the thermoses one by one on the table and gently unscrewed the lids.
Then he took out a bottle of Q-14 delayed-release hallucinogen from his pocket, unscrewed the cork, and poured the expensive, colorless and transparent liquid evenly into two thermos buckets, half of which was filled into each bucket.
The aroma of the food mixed with the liquid became even more tempting, and Wang Cong couldn't help but roll his Adam's apple twice, as if imagining the delicious taste.
Afterwards, he carefully screwed the lid back on and placed the thermos back into the locker, even keeping it in its original position without any deviation.
Wang Cong gently closed the locker door, then slowly walked out of the duty room.
At the same time, Feng Mu gently pushed open the door of the captain's office.
Tian Tao was sitting in a corner of the desk. There were two or three prison guards sitting in the room. They were chatting leisurely while taking turns to use the captain's computer to transfer the survival money collected this week to the designated account in the team one by one.
"Captain, the money has been paid." A prison guard reported.
Tian Tao glanced at the numbers in his account, which were slightly more than usual. However, it was his first time participating in the [Prison Ranked Tournament]. Even though he was ranked in a low-end captain's group, Tian Tao still didn't feel confident.
He said to several prison guards with a stern face, "Hand them all in, right? None of you are hiding anything, right?"
The prison guards exchanged glances, shook their heads, and answered in unison:
"No, absolutely not. This is the first week after all, and everyone is nervous. No one wants to change an unfamiliar captain in the future. Why would the brothers make such a mistake for a little profit?"
Tian Tao's face looked a little better, and he complained indignantly:
"I don't know what the higher-ups are thinking. They insist on having all the districts compete together. Although our light prison district is easier to manage, the money we can squeeze out is nowhere near what we can get from the heavy prison district and the VIP district. At best, we can only compete with the death row district."
Several prison guards nodded in agreement:
"Yes, I think the [last-in-first-out system] that the warden came up with is unreasonable and unfair. The warden should have directly rejected it at the meeting. How could they agree to such a ridiculous reform?"
"Yes, the warden is new here and doesn't understand the rules of our prison. The wardens should unite to oppose it or persuade the resident warden."
"But I heard that at the meeting, the warden overruled all the opposition, and all the wardens signed obediently. It seems that the document was submitted to the higher-ups that same day."
Tian Tao saw several prison guards discussing in a low voice in front of him. He knew very well that these people were testing his attitude.
It was ridiculous. He was just a team leader, how could he interfere with the decision from above? Like all the prison guards, he couldn't figure out what happened in the meeting that made several wardens sign the document obediently.
It can't be that the warden is holding a gun at them all?
It’s not that Tian Tao didn’t ask Chang Wei or Zhou Hu before, but these two people have been looking uglier than each other in recent days, and their mouths are tighter than a blocked toilet, so he couldn’t get a single word out of them.
"Okay, stop making noise here. Once you've paid the money, leave immediately. Remember, the amount you pay next week can't be less than this week."
Tian Tao waved his hand impatiently and sent several prison guards who had already paid out of the office.
Feng Mu was observing silently and saw the scene much more clearly than Tian Tao.
The discussion among these prison guards may seem like just a few bland complaints, but in fact it represents the common voice of the vast majority of prison guards in the Second Prison.
On the surface, it seems to be a denunciation of the warden's inhumane reforms and a strong disgust for the warden; in fact, it is questioning the warden's concessions and inaction to the warden and a serious doubt on the warden's authority.
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What is more important and what is true is a matter of opinion.
But to sum it up in one sentence: the wind has changed, people's hearts have been scattered, and it is difficult to lead the team.
Feng Mu secretly praised the prison warden Qian Huan in his heart: "The impact of the [last-in-first-out system] is not only reflected in the ranking of the [last-in-first-out system] itself, but also in its impact on people's hearts. It is the prison warden's signal to everyone that he has the upper hand over the warden."
"At first, everyone might complain and oppose it collectively, but as the [last-in-first-out system] is continuously implemented, the complaints and opposition will change. Some people who benefit from it or are smarter will change their stance, because the supporters of the prison warden Qian Huan are cheering for the [last-in-first-out system]."
"Originally, Qian Huan was just a lone commander parachuted into the Second Prison, but perhaps within a few weeks, he will be able to create his own faction in the Second Prison out of nothing."
Once the wind direction changes, this momentum will be difficult to contain and reverse, unless... something unbearable happens.
Otherwise, Feng Mu could almost foresee the warden's victory.
He thought to himself: "Perhaps the first smart defector has already pledged allegiance to the warden in secret. Who knows?"
"What are you standing there for? Pay the money." Tian Tao's fierce voice interrupted Feng Mu's thoughts.
Feng Mu collected his thoughts and looked at the blood bar above Tian Tao’s head without any emotion - [769/769].
"I'm sorry, Captain, I didn't collect the money." Feng Mu replied calmly.
"What?" Tian Tao's voice suddenly rose, and he stared at Feng Mu with eyes spitting fire, as if he wanted to eat him alive. He was furious and asked, "You told me you didn't collect the money?"
(End of this chapter)
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