Cui Ning looked at Haozi and the others and said, "Don't go too far. Let me tell you, our identities are not ordinary."
"I know, he killed several, and you killed more than a dozen."
Hahahaha!
Not only in this room, but the people in the next room were laughing, and the whole detention center was filled with a joyful atmosphere.
“I think you’re being a bit disrespectful. Let me introduce you properly. I’m a businessman, the CEO of a high-end television manufacturing company in the coastal region. And this gentleman is…” Cui Ning pointed at Lu Feng and said, “This is the renowned CEO of Jiaming Foods, Mr. Lu. With him and me together, we can shake up the entire business world. Don’t think that just because we’re living in the same house, we’re superior. This is a golden opportunity for you. As long as we’re happy, you’ll have more money than you can spend after we leave.”
"Are you kidding me?" Tiger sat up and threw a shoe at Cui Ning, hitting him squarely on the head.
Brother Long sat up, put on his shoes, and walked over. He was shirtless, with a dragon tattooed on his back. He was 1.8 meters tall, with a broad back and a burly waist. He had a seven or eight-centimeter-long knife scar on his stomach, which made him look quite ferocious.
"What...what are you doing?" Cui Ning squeezed closer to Lu Feng, a little scared, and said, "Let me tell you, don't do anything reckless. This is a detention center. There are people on duty over there. I'll just shout and they'll come over."
"See this scar? That's from a knife wound. I slashed that kid seven times, and he was kneeling on the ground begging for my hand!" Brother Long stared at Lu Feng and Cui Ning with a grim expression and said, "Tell me now, do you guys have money?"
"So what if you have money? What are you so arrogant about?" Haozi ran over and kicked Cui Ning, cursing, "Don't think that just here, even outside, you'd all have to call Brother Long 'Master,' understand?"
Cui Ning nodded repeatedly, not daring to speak.
"And that Mr. Lu, what's with his arrogance? Do you even know the status of Brother Long and Brother Hu? What's the use of money? In front of me, you're nothing but a grandson. Let me tell you, tonight you'll sleep next to the chamber pot and wash Brother Long and Brother Hu's feet."
"You two have money, right? Then call home and have them send you some!"
"Someone is threatening us, we need to change rooms!" Cui Ning suddenly shouted at the top of her lungs.
"Are you calling my mom? Try calling her again!"
Seven or eight people rushed over and started punching and kicking him. Lu Feng squeezed through the crowd and dragged him aside, saying in a deep voice, "That's enough. It's just washing feet. How can you wash feet if you beat them up? You're all big brothers, don't you have any magnanimity?"
Brother Long looked at Lu Feng with a sneer, spat out a mouthful of saliva and said, "What kind of rich guy is he? I'll beat him until he calls me grandpa."
"What's the use of money? You're still just a nobody."
"That's right. You usually drive your Mercedes-Benz W14 outside looking all cool, but now? Let me tell you, here, we're the bosses, and you're the servants."
"Spend money to buy peace of mind, so you don't get any problems with your arms or legs."
"Let me tell you, if you're not doing well, I can bully you; if you're doing well, I can still bully you. Just because you have a lot of money doesn't mean I have to respect you. Pah, you piece of trash."
The scoundrels in the rooms were laughing and joking, their expressions and tone filled with an indescribable sense of superiority. What's the use of studying hard? What's the use of making money? Aren't they all just bastards when they run into us?
At that moment, Brother Long felt as if he were the master of the world, and Haozi, standing to the side, also felt superior to others.
That night, Cui Ning couldn't sleep and sat up, saying, "I've fallen to this point, and I don't even have a cigarette."
"I'm not smoking anymore, let's go to sleep."
"Those... bastards smoking and stuff, they act like local tyrants." Cui Ning had some bruises on his face, and his whole demeanor was gloomy.
"They're old acquaintances, but we're like a young woman getting married for the first time. We'll talk about it tomorrow." Lu Feng said as he lay down. Not far away was a chamber pot. Everyone in the detention center slept on the floor, and there was a chamber pot in the corner. The further in you were, the more comfortable it was, warm in winter and cool in summer.
The stench of urine was overwhelming. Cui Ning curled up, covered his mouth and nose with his hands, and went to sleep.
The following morning, news reports about the CEO of Jiaming Foods appeared in major newspapers, but because no photo of Lu Feng could be found, some newspapers placed a large question mark next to the photo.
Jiaming Foods has once again become the main topic of discussion on the streets.
Zhang Fengxia wanted to bring Lu Feng back on bail, but was refused. However, she could meet him once. Around 11 a.m., after ordering a few dishes in the cafeteria, Lu Feng was brought out. In just one day, Zhang Fengxia felt that Lu Feng had aged considerably.
"How did it get like this?"
"Nonsense, do you think I'm staying in a five-star hotel?" Lu Feng sat down, looking somewhat emotional.
"How many people are in one room? Is it a double room?" Zhang Fengxia asked with concern.
Lu Feng looked at her speechlessly. This girl really didn't know much about the current situation in detention centers. It was only because the environment was better in the provincial capital. In the county detention centers, some were just pigsties or sheep pens.
"Sleeping on the floor, what kind of double room is this? I slept next to a chamber pot last night. There are more than a dozen people in one room. Let's not talk about that for now." Lu Feng really couldn't stand the 'big stew' they were talking about. It was just potatoes and cabbage every day.
Lu Feng picked up his chopsticks and took a couple of bites. Then he asked about the market reaction and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there were no problems with the factory's production.
“Your wife called me, crying her eyes out. I thought I’d come see you, but my grandpa said we have to wait, nothing else will help.”
Lu Feng felt helpless when he learned that Jiang Xiaoyan knew about this. She was just an ordinary woman and couldn't handle such a dramatic ups and downs. He said, "Give her a call and tell her I'm fine. Comfort her and tell her not to worry too much. Also, what's the date today?"
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