Chapter 136 If you can't solve the problem, solve it
Feng Mu
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Punch power: 11.2
Attack speed 7.3 frequency
Tips 5.1
….Prison warden Qian Huan sighed softly as he picked up the resume from the desk and glanced at it casually.
"Li Bashan, as the chief of Division B of Prison District No. 1, if you have any matters or requests, you should report to the district chief Zhou Hu of your prison district, instead of bypassing the hierarchy and coming directly to me." Qian Huan said with a hint of helplessness in his tone.
Li Bashan remained expressionless, standing straight in the same place, and said in a muffled voice: "You are the most powerful warden in the prison, and the report to Zhou Hu ultimately needs your approval, so why bother?"
Qian Huan frowned slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable with Li Bashan's straightforward attitude.
From his words, Qian Huan could hardly hear any respect for his own status.
He is not even willing to address himself as "you"? ! !
This "impolite" way of addressing undoubtedly left an unpleasant impression on Qian Huan.
However, despite this dissatisfaction, Qian Huan was extremely satisfied with Li Bashan.
At least, Li Bashan knew clearly who was the real decision maker and who was the biggest one in this prison.
Although Li Bashan's words lack courtesy, don't they just reflect that he is fundamentally different from those wardens who rely on their seniority to pride themselves on their seniority, such as Zhou Hu and his ilk?
He will not flatter to please his superiors, nor will he be submissive on the surface but secretly disobey him.
Qian Huan pondered for a while, then asked in a gentle tone: "Bashan, who is this candidate to you?"
Li Bashan answered straightforwardly: "It is the junior brother who was recently recruited by Douqiong Martial Arts School."
Qian Huan said "Oh" softly, his eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a meaningful smile: "In principle, it is indeed possible. Our prison has just allocated three more positions this year, and we just happen to be short of one person, your junior brother."
He paused, then continued, "However, I have just arrived here not long ago, so it is not appropriate to break the existing prison rules easily. We still have to follow the normal procedures."
As he spoke, he pushed the resume back to Li Bashan and said seriously, "Take it back and have Zhou Hu hand it in again, and we'll go through the necessary procedures."
Li Bashan frowned slightly, then carefully put the resume into his arms and said in a muffled voice, "Okay."
As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for Qian Huan's further response, he took firm steps, quickly left the office and headed straight for the No. 1 Light Prison Area.
The No. 1 Light Prison Area is divided into three areas: A, B, and C, which are arranged in a fan shape.
When passing through Area B, the jailers guarding inside would stop and salute Li Bashan with their hands, their attitudes respectful and serious.
In Areas A and C, although the prison guards also saluted, their movements and facial expressions seemed careless, revealing a perfunctory attitude.
Li Bashan didn't care. He walked through and entered the innermost warden's office.
5 minutes later.
Five minutes later, he put down his resume and returned to Area B, which he managed, with an expressionless face.
He pulled out a high-voltage electric baton from his waist, and with a slight shake of his fingers, the electric baton made a "sizzling" sound. He swung it casually, as if silently venting some emotion in his heart.
The prisoners around who were either working on sewing machines or doing carpentry work, and who might have been laughing and slacking off just a moment ago, now all shut their mouths tightly, and subconsciously straightened their backs, for fear of displeasing the division chief and getting beaten into a pulp with a stick that would produce an electric arc.
"I seem to have messed up the matter of recruiting my junior apprentice brother?"
Li Bashan frowned and thought. He might not be able to figure out the twists and turns. He was not a person who liked intrigue or had any career ambitions.
Otherwise, relying on his fighting ability, he would never have been limited to being just a prison district chief until now.
He came to the prison just to obey his "Second Sister" and to give himself a legal cover, as well as for his interest and hobby.
However, Li Bashan is by no means a stupid person.
Although he might not be able to sort out the various connections immediately, his beast-like intuition made him vaguely feel that something seemed to be wrong.
"Brother Li, what happened?" A prison guard from Area B tiptoed over. There was caution in his voice but undisguised awe on his face.
Li Bashan stopped to think, his thick eyebrows stretched out, and he grinned: "It's okay, it'll be fine."
The jailer's heart skipped a beat when he saw Li Bashan's sincere smile. This was the expression his district chief often had when he beat to death disobedient prisoners.
In his heart, he had already begun mourning for that person: "Another fearless person has made the district chief unhappy."
The jailer guessed correctly. Li Bashan cleverly thought, "Forget it. I don't want to think about it. I will kill whoever has a problem with my junior brother. The problem will be solved then."
Office of the Warden of Prison Area No. 1.
Zhou Hu held a resume in his hand, his cold eyes focused on the one-inch photo on the resume - Feng Mu.jpg.
"Since when have unemployed civilians been able to be put into prisons? They really don't know any rules at all." Zhou Hu's voice was filled with obvious anger and disdain.
This district chief, who is nearly 40 years old, still has a hot temper.
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He clenched his palm suddenly, and the resume was crushed into pieces in an instant, and the face on Feng Mu.jpg was distorted.
Then he threw the fragments into the trash can without hesitation and spat on the photo.
Chang Wei, the head of District A, also stood aside and sneered, "That's right. Li Bashan is usually disrespectful and has no rules at all. This time, he even bypassed the district warden and went directly to the warden. He was rejected, so he came back to you. It's ridiculous."
Ma Xuan, the head of District C, pondered for a moment and said, "It may not have been rejected. Maybe the warden agreed and asked Li Bashan to complete the process."
Ma Xuan paused, looked at Zhou Hu's gloomy face and continued, "I suspect that the new warden is using this matter to test whether you will obey or not."
Before Zhou Hu could speak, Chang Wei interrupted him with a hint of sarcasm: "This guy suddenly appeared here from nowhere and snatched your position away. He even wants us to obey him. It's just wishful thinking."
Chang Wei was very emotional and continued angrily, "Except for the warden of Ward No. 5 who is never seen, who in the remaining four wards is truly convinced by Qian Huan? Humph, what a joke!"
“That’s enough!”
Zhou Hu snorted coldly, interrupting Chang Wei's words.
"Don't forget the occasion. There is no etiquette for being disrespectful. Since he is already sitting in the position of the warden, we should follow the rules and respectfully address him as the warden."
Chang Wei's tone was filled with dissatisfaction, and he spoke up for Zhou Hu: "I really feel sorry for my brother. That position should have originally belonged to..."
Zhou Hu raised his hand to stop Chang Wei's complaints, and said in a low voice:
"So, everyone has to abide by the rules. Even if you are the warden, you cannot change them at will. The autonomy of each prison area is an iron rule that has been established in our No. 2 prison. Even if there is a new warden, you can't change it."
Zhou Hu bit his lip tightly, trying to suppress his inner irritation, with a fierce look in his eyes: "So, we have to let the warden know that if he wants to keep his position, he has to listen to everyone's rules."
“In this case, the warden sitting on that chair is the warden. Otherwise, he is just a decoration sitting high above.
After that, Zhou Hu turned to look at Chang Wei and said, "I remember that you seem to have a nephew who also wants to join the prison system. Then write a resume and I will hand it to the warden this afternoon."
Zhou Hu's eyes were full of joking: "The warden wants us to make up a process, so let's make up the process for him. I want to see what he can do."
Chang Wei was overjoyed: "Okay, I'll ask my nephew to get a resume and send it in, but Li Bashan..."
Zhou Hu said with disdain: "We don't care about the warden. Li Bashan is nothing. Give him face and let him be the warden of District B. If you don't give him face, I will remove him and make him an ordinary prison guard."
(End of this chapter)
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