Chapter 688: Nine Thousand Years Old
Even if you find someone to sign for you? ! !
Although asking someone to sign on his behalf means partial transfer of power, which may pose a hidden danger of being sidelined, it at least proves that his "name" is still valid and he is still the person in charge in the legal sense. It is better than having someone else's name signed directly.
That's being completely eliminated!
Qian Huan's mind raced, and he instantly weighed the pros and cons involved.
He met his mother Li Hanyu's meaningful gaze, and remembering her instructions, he suddenly had an idea. He said to Feng Mu in a tone of great trust and entrustment:
"Feng Mu! Come here! Please help me sign this!"
Now it was Feng Mu's turn to be stunned. Surprise showed on his face: "Warden Qian, this... me?"
Qian Huan tried to make his expression appear more sincere and serious, and said in a deep voice:
"Look at my current situation. Is there any other way besides asking you to sign for me?
Looking at the entire Second Prison, you are the person I, Qian Huan, trust the most. If you don't sign this for me, who else can I turn to? "
Feng Muben came here for this purpose. He has now basically become the actual controller of the Second Prison. He is not in a hurry for the title in the short term. He also needs Qian Huan as a "signboard" to serve as the face of the Second Prison and to buffer the pressure from all sides.
But he must get Qian Huan's right to authorship, and it must be transferred to him "actively" and "willingly" by Qian Huan while he is sober.
The meaning is completely different.
His face showed appropriate struggle and hesitation, but it didn't last long. Being hesitant and timid was not Feng Mu's character.
Finally, he seemed to have made up his mind, nodded heavily, and his eyes became extremely firm:
"Okay, I understand. I'll do whatever Warden Qian tells me to do!"
The more frank and direct he was, the more selfless he seemed.
Upon seeing this, Li Hanyu immediately handed over a pen, speaking in a gentle but unquestionable tone:
"Feng Mu, you don't have to worry. You are the person my mother and I trust the most in this world. We are most assured if you sign this.
Qian Huan is unable to move around easily now, so you have to help him and keep the Second Prison firmly under his control. Don't let those wolves and tigers outside snatch it away!"
Feng Mu took the heavy pen with both hands, feeling as if he had taken over some invisible authority.
He nodded heavily, then leaned over and signed the two words "Qian Huan" stroke by stroke in the "Signature of the Person in Charge" column of the document.
After signing, he raised his head, his eyes burning, looking at Qian Huan and Li Hanyu with great seriousness, and said as if swearing:
“Warden Qian, Madam, don’t worry.
As long as I, Feng Mu, am in the Second Prison, I will never let anyone take it away from Warden Qian, unless they do so over my dead body!"
The atmosphere seemed tragic and touching for a moment.
Feng Mu carefully put away the documents, and as if remembering something, he said to Qian Huan:
"By the way, Warden Qian, there is one more thing I need to ask you.
Tian Xiaohai has always wanted to work at the Second Prison, carrying on his father's legacy. I've seen his grades, and he's a promising prospect. Do you think I can recruit him?
Qian Huan didn't remember who Tian Xiaohai was for a moment, until Feng Mu reminded him of Tian Tao. Then his pupils shrank slightly and he looked at Feng Mu with a slightly strange look.
Others don't know how Tian Tao died, but he has a very serious suspicion in his mind.
You are treating a thief as your own son!
Qian Huan complained silently in his heart, but he didn't bother to show any emotion on his face. He said calmly:
"You can make your own decisions on such trivial matters. You don't need to ask me about everything."
Li Hanyu chimed in, saying she understood things more clearly than her son and was more willing to delegate power, which was a way to further consolidate and reward Feng Mu's "loyalty":
"Qian Huan is right. In the future, you can make decisions on small matters like this on your own. You can just draft a document, go through the formalities, and sign it for the records."
Then, Li Hanyu added:
"Oh, I almost forgot. Your junior sister is called Hong Ya, right?
She begged me in the hospital earlier, saying she wanted to go to the Second Prison, and I think she's quite smart. If you think it's okay, just admit her as well."
She looked at Feng Mu with a smile on her face.
"Don't worry. From now on, any document you sign on my behalf, as long as it's submitted to the company, I won't let anyone reject it. It's just a formality and a record."
Feng Mu naturally understood the wooing and threats in Li Hanyu's words, but he still pretended to be grateful and bowed, saying:
“Thank you, ma’am, and thank you, Warden Qian, for your trust.
Then when I get back, I'll take care of the formalities for Tian Xiaohai and Hong Ya and have them both admitted to the Second Prison."
Li Hanyu smiled with satisfaction, but suddenly his expression became a little more serious, and his tone became solemn:
"There's one more important thing I need to tell you. We need to speed up the progress of the [Octagonal Cage Fighting Plan].
Qian Huan and I mean that from now on, the specific management and execution within the Second Prison will be handed over to you.
However, Wang Cong is still primarily responsible for external communication and coordination, resource docking, and especially cooperation with Fang Guangming Group."
She paused, observed Feng Mu's reaction, and continued to explain:
"After all, Wang Cong has a closer relationship with Mr. Lu from Guangming Group, and they have a good personal relationship. It would be more convenient for him to push many things forward than for us to do it ourselves, and there would be less resistance..."
Sure enough, upon hearing the name "Wang Cong", Feng Mu's face instantly darkened, and he almost gritted his teeth and said:
"Madam! Have you forgotten what Wang Cong looked like when Warden Qian was in a coma?
He jumped up and down, connecting everywhere, and couldn't wait to..."
Feng Mu seemed to be extremely indignant about the "betrayal" suffered by Warden Qian. Qian Huan and Li Hanyu were moved by his "loyalty" and helpless about his "integrity".
Li Hanyu had no choice but to persuade him in a gentle manner, patiently explaining the interests involved to Feng Mu in detail, fearing that this loyal minister would act impulsively and ruin the whole thing.
".....In short, Feng Mu, we all understand what you're thinking. We've long seen through Wang Cong's villainy and won't be fooled by him again. We've long been wary of him.
But keeping him around now does serve some purpose, and it's a last resort. For the sake of the greater good, you should be patient for now and continue working with him. You absolutely must not turn against him now."
Li Hanyu tried to comfort him earnestly, saying that he must not let the loyal minister lose heart.
She said frankly:
"However, privately, you must keep a close eye on him for us. If you discover any improper behavior from him, tell us immediately!"
Feng Mu's eyes were slightly red, and he tried his best to suppress the anger and injustice in his heart, and finally sighed:
"I can actually endure it, but I just feel bad for Warden Qian. He has to flatter such a villain. It really wronged my wife and Warden Qian. Sigh..."
The combination of his ingrained acting skills, the [Fraudster Glasses] that can distort perception, and the loyalty field emanating from the [Certificate of Loyalty], makes Feng Mu's performance at this moment so appealing that it strikes the soul.
Every tremor of his eyes, every rise and fall of his voice, and even every rhythm of his breathing perfectly portrayed a tragic atmosphere of "the master is humiliated and the minister dies."
Li Hanyu and Qian Huan, mother and son, were deeply touched, and their eyes couldn't help but turn red.
In fact, Feng Mu's red eyes were not all acting, but a line of subtitles that only he could see were passing by him quickly:
[Second Prison (Partially missing and expandable)]
[Second Prison Control Progress Update!]
[Current Control Completeness: 97% → 98%! ! !]
[New record added to the event log:
Qian Huan voluntarily transferred the right of authorship to you, and your power in the Second Prison has almost reached its peak. (Completeness +1%)
(P.S.: In ancient times, your behavior is equivalent to the eunuch in charge of the Imperial Household Department, holding the power to approve documents and being called "Nine Thousand Years Old"!)
Only the last 2% of the progress bar is left. Success is just around the corner and within reach. How can Feng Mu not be so excited that his blood is rushing and his eyes are glowing red?
About 5 minutes later.
Feng Mu left Qian Huan's villa with a serious expression, carrying a carefully performed "resentment" and real "excitement" in his heart.
He walked all the way towards the gate of the Emerald Garden.
The villa area was still filled with a tense atmosphere, and from time to time one could see constables searching for something in the bushes with their heads down.
Feng Mu took a quick glance and then looked away.
The yellow cordon at the entrance of Emerald Garden had become very flexible and was covered with tire tracks, but it was still not something a small prison guard like him could break into.
The black official car belonging to the Second Prison was still stopped firmly outside the gate of the community.
Beside the car, a figure was standing straight, like a javelin nailed to the ground. It was Tian Xiaohai.
When he saw Feng Mu appear, Tian Xiaohai's eyes suddenly lit up. He immediately trotted forward two steps, then opened the back door of the car and bowed forward slightly.
In the recent martial arts joint examination incident, Tian Xiaohai suffered serious injuries and was hospitalized for recuperation for a period of time.
During this period, Feng Mu was too busy making progress to visit the hospital.
To put it bluntly, Feng Mu was so busy that he forgot about Tian Xiaohai's life or death, but such trivial matters naturally had loyal and smart subordinates who remembered them for him.
Therefore, Liu Yi visited Tian Xiaohai twice on behalf of Feng Mu and paid all the medical expenses for him during the period.
Of course, what Liu Yi sent was the minister’s personal care, and the money was from the Second Prison’s public account.
Liu Yi's words to Tian Xiaohai at the time were full of deep affection and meaning:
"Xiao Hai, your job application is stuck with Warden Qian and hasn't been fully approved yet.
Strictly speaking, the Second Prison cannot advance your expenses, which is a bit against the rules. However, Minister Feng has specifically instructed us about your situation.
Therefore, whether you join the job one day earlier or one day later, it does not affect the fact that you are a member of our Second Prison. The Second Prison will pay for your medical expenses first.
Once you've recovered from your injuries and officially start working, you'll just have to complete one more paperwork. Now, just focus on recovering in the hospital and don't worry about anything else."
Tian Xiaohai is a kind-hearted person who knows how to repay kindness, and he has a stubborn nature.
On the one hand, he was increasingly grateful to his adoptive father who had taken such good care of him and supported him;
On the other hand, after hearing what Liu Yi said, how could he stay in the hospital? He felt his blood boiling, and he wanted to serve his adoptive father immediately.
So, as soon as his injuries stabilized and he was able to move, he couldn't wait to complete the discharge procedures and hurriedly reported to the second prison.
What happened next was a natural progression.
Liu Yi violated the rules again and accepted him in advance. He then taught him "according to his aptitude" and gave him two days of intensive instruction. The content was not about prison guard duties, but about how to become a qualified "minister's full-time driver."
He and Song Ping'an had other important official business to attend to.
Oh no, I was wrong. Driving for the minister was the most important thing, but that other thing really had to be done by the two of them, so they could only "bear the pain" and temporarily find a reliable person to take over and occupy this crucial "spot" for them.
This will prevent the driver's position from being taken away by Guan Zhong after the work is done.
Therefore, this glorious temporary responsibility fell on Tian Xiaohai, who had not even had time to complete the entry procedures.
Not only that, before leaving, Liu Yi also gave Tian Xiaohai a high-intensity intensive "driver etiquette" training.
From standing position, door opening timing, speed control to maintaining quietness in the car, everything is covered.
Tian Xiaohai was serious and had a strong ability to comprehend, and he actually learned some of the essence in a short period of time.
This can be seen from his meticulous standing posture and the action of opening the door in advance.
Feng Mu bent down and was about to get into the car, but he paused slightly.
In his "black and white" vision, two familiar figures were walking quickly from the distance on the street outside the Jade Garden. Their outlines were clear. They were Li Shang and Chang Erbing.
"Strange, shouldn't Li Shang be searching for clues at the crime scene at the Special Commissioner's Villa at this time? Why did he come back from outside the Emerald Garden?"
A hint of suspicion flashed through Feng Mu's heart.
In the distance, Li Shang looked worried, with a frown on his face, and walked hurriedly towards the entrance of the Emerald Garden.
When he got closer, he noticed the Second Prison's official car parked outside the cordon, and Feng Mu who was about to get in the car.
"Feng Mu, why are you here?"
Li Shang quickened his pace slightly and walked over.
Feng Mu smiled and took out a document from his pocket and said:
"The secondment letter you sent must be signed by Warden Qian."
He shook the document, and the signature of "Qian Huan" was clearly visible on it:
"Don't worry, the signature has been completed. If you're in urgent need of help, I'll call right now and have Qin Liang and Bai Ye go to the police station immediately to help with the autopsy."
Li Shang looked tired, but he still managed to smile when he heard this and said sincerely:
"I won't say more, this time I really...thank you!"
Feng Mu put the document away with a smile, looked at Li Shang's face, frowned slightly and said:
"Isn't it natural for friends to help each other? What's the point of saying thank you or not?
Hmm...but you look very pale. This case is not easy to handle, Special Correspondent. But you should also take care of your health. Don't let yourself get exhausted before the case is solved."
Li Shang suddenly felt warm in his heart. After waking up from the hospital, he had received various kinds of "care", including from powerful people. However, most of those cares had clear purposes, and they were all about cases.
Only Feng Mu, the "crazy" friend he had always been wary of, was the first one who truly cared about his health and helped him without asking for anything in return.
So, what's wrong with crazy people?
On the contrary, madmen treat their friends more purely and sincerely. The friendship of madmen is truly precious and genuine.
…….
(End of this chapter)
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