Chapter 136 If You Can’t Solve the Problem, Solve It

Feng Mu

Gender: Male

Age: 19

Fist strength: Level 11.2

Attack speed 7.3

Tip 5.1

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Warden Qian Huan sighed softly, picked up the resume from the desktop, and glanced at it casually.

"Li Bashan, as the division chief of Division B of No. 1 Ward, if you have any matters or requests, you should report them to Zhou Fu, the chief of your zone, instead of bypassing the hierarchy and coming to me directly." Qian Huan said in a tone of voice He said with a hint of helplessness.

Li Bashan's expression did not change, he stood straight on the spot and said angrily: "You are the biggest warden in the prison. Your report to Zhou Xi must be approved by you in the end. Why bother?"

Qian Huan frowned slightly, a little uncomfortable with Li Bashan's straightforward attitude.

From his words, Qian Huan could hardly hear the slightest respect for his status.

He doesn't even want to address himself with "you"? ! !

This "impolite" way of addressing undoubtedly left an unpleasant impression on Qian Huan.

However, apart from this dissatisfaction, Qian Huan was extremely satisfied with Li Bashan.

At least, Li Bashan clearly knew who was the real decision-maker in this prison and who was the biggest one.

Although Li Bashan's words lacked politeness, didn't they just reflect that he was fundamentally different from those district chiefs who claimed to be senior because of their seniority, such as Zhou Fu?

He will not flatter himself in order to cater to his superiors, nor will he appear obedient but secretly defer to himself.

Qian Huan pondered for a long time, and then asked in a gentle tone: "Bashan, who is this candidate for you?"

Li Bashan answered simply and neatly: "It's the junior brother who was recently admitted to Douqiong Martial Arts School."

Qian Huan responded softly "Oh", a glint flashed in his eyes, and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "In principle, it is indeed possible. Our prison has just allocated three more establishments this year, and it happens that There is only one person left, your junior brother.”

He paused and continued: "However, after all, I just came here not long ago, so it is not appropriate to break the prison's existing 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 ask Zhou Xi to hand it over again, and we will complete the necessary procedures."

Li Bashan frowned slightly, then carefully put his resume into his arms and said in a low voice, "Okay."

As soon as he finished speaking, he did not wait for Qian Huan's further response, but took firm steps, quickly left the office, and went straight to the No. 1 light prison area.

Light prison area No. 1 is divided into three areas: A, B, and C, which are arranged in a fan shape.

When passing through Area B, the guards guarding it would stop and salute Li Bashan with their hands raised in awe and seriousness.

In Areas A and C, although the jailers also saluted, their movements and facial expressions seemed careless, revealing a perfunctory attitude.

Li Bashan didn't take it seriously and walked through it all the way to the innermost ward director's office.

5 minutes later.

Five minutes later, he put down his resume and returned to Area B, which he managed, expressionlessly.

He took out the high-voltage electric baton from his waist, and with a flick of his finger, the electric baton made a "sizzling" sound. He swung it around casually, as if silently venting some emotion in his heart.

The prisoners around were either working on sewing machines or doing carpentry. They might have been laughing and lazing just now. Now they all closed their mouths tightly and their backs were straightened subconsciously, for fear of dissatisfying the division chief and being beaten to pieces with a stick. Yes, the one with electric arc.

"I seem to have messed up my junior brother's recruitment?"

Li Bashan frowned and thought. He may not be able to understand the twists and turns. He is not a person who likes intrigues or has any career ambitions.

Otherwise, relying on his force value, he would never be the chief of the surveillance area until now.

He came to prison just to listen to his "second sister" and give himself a legal cover and interests.

However, Li Bashan was by no means a stupid person.

Although he might not be able to sort out the various joints immediately, his beast-like intuition made him vaguely feel that something seemed to have gone wrong.

"Brother Li, what happened?" A jailer from Area B walked over quietly, with caution in his voice but undisguised awe on his face.

Li Bashan stopped to think, his thick eyebrows stretched, and he grinned: "It's okay, it'll be okay."

The jailer's heart skipped a beat when he saw Li Bashan's sincere smile. This was the expression his division chief often showed when he beat to death prisoners who disobeyed discipline.

He had already begun to mourn for that person in his heart: "This is another person who is not afraid of death and makes the division chief unhappy."

The jailer guessed correctly, and Li Bashan thought smartly: "That's all, I'm too lazy to think about it. I'll kill whoever has the problem with my junior brother's affairs, and the problem will be solved."

Office of the Chief of Ward No. 1.

Zhou Fu held a resume in his hand, and his cold eyes focused on the one-inch photo on the resume - Feng Mu.jpg.

"When will civilians be thrown into prison? They really don't understand any rules." There was obvious anger and disdain in Zhou Rui's voice.

The district chief, who is nearly forty years old, still has a fiery temper.

With a sudden squeeze of his hand, the resume was crushed to pieces in an instant, and the face on Feng Mu.jpg was also distorted.

He then threw the pieces into the trash can without hesitation and spat on the photo.

Chang Wei, the director of District A, also stood aside and sneered: "That's right, Li Bashan has always been neither big nor small, and has no rules at all. This time, he went directly to the warden and went directly to the warden. He was rejected. I just thought of coming back to see you again, it’s so funny.”

Ma Xuan, the director of District C, pondered and said quietly: "It may not be that he rejected it. Maybe the warden agreed and asked Li Bashan to make up for the process."

Ma Xuan paused, looked at Zhou Fu'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 Hui could speak, Chang Wei intervened and said sarcastically: "This guy came out of nowhere and suddenly parachuted in to us, snatched your position from you, brother, and wanted us to be obedient to him. It's really A fool’s dream.”

Chang Wei was emotional and continued angrily: "After excluding the Chief of Ward No. 5 who is never seen, there are four remaining Wards. Who really believes in this Qian Huan? Humph, what a joke!"

"Enough!"

Zhou Fu snorted coldly and interrupted Chang Wei's words.

"Don't forget the occasion. No matter how big or small, there are no rules. Since he is already sitting in the position of warden, we should follow the rules and call him warden."

There was dissatisfaction in Chang Wei's tone, feeling aggrieved for Zhou Fu: "I really feel unwilling for my eldest brother. That position should have belonged to..."

Zhou Wei raised his hand to stop Chang Wei's complaint and said in a low voice:

"So, everyone must abide by the rules. Even if you are sitting in the position of warden, you cannot change them at will. The autonomy of each prison area is an ironclad rule of our No. 2 Prison. Even if there is a new warden, there is no way to change it."

Zhou Rui bit his lips tightly, trying to suppress his inner irritation. A trace of ferocity flashed in his eyes: "So, we also have to let the warden understand that if he wants to secure his seat, he must obey everyone's rules."

"In this case, the warden sitting on that chair is the warden, otherwise, it would be just a high-end decoration.

After saying that, Zhou Hui turned to look at Chang Wei and said, "I remember that you seem to have a nephew who also wants to enter the prison system. Then quickly write up a resume and submit it, and I will submit it to the warden in the afternoon."

Zhou Fu's eyes were full of teasing: "The warden wants us to make up the process, so we will 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 submit it. But, Li Bashan's place..."

Zhou Hui looked disdainful: "We are not good at wardens. Li Bashan is nothing. Give him face and make him the head of District B. If you don't give him face, I will remove him and become an ordinary jailer."