"Hahaha…"

A joke made the atmosphere better and Zhongyixin made everyone laugh.

Han Zhongyi, however, had a serious look on his face and said deeply:

"Sir, I will definitely buy you a drink when you get out."

"Okay, as long as you drink, I will definitely be there."

Yaoyang nodded and did not stay in front of the table because he saw a table in the distance that had just been occupied by Chaozhou people.

Yaoyang walked over with the two of them like bodyguards, already greeting them from afar, showing his goodwill.

When people drift in the rivers and lakes, what they pay attention to is

"People respect me one foot, and I respect others one foot."

"When someone cuts me down, I will kill his whole family."

The Teochew guys and Teochew boys have already given Yaoyang enough face.

Whether it was because of the loss last night or something else, Yaoyang was willing to return this favor to him.

At least on the surface, give it enough respect.

"Sir, what a great trick. Your first rule is to reorganize the business order of the fourth warehouse. This time, people's hearts are at ease, just like our brother Hao did back then."

The Chaozhou man's face was full of smiles. After Yaoyang approached, he responded in a low voice.

“Let’s make a fortune together in the future!”

While Yaoyang was chatting with the Chaozhou guy, and the atmosphere was good, the killer Xiong next to him suddenly spoke in a low voice and said in Yaoyang's ear:

"Brother Yaoyang, something happened over there."

"kindness?"

Yaoyang turned his head and looked according to Killer Hero's guidance. He saw six dining tables gathered together, with about thirty prisoners sitting there.

But the prisoners were motionless, and none of them moved their chopsticks. They were so conspicuous that even a fool could tell that something was wrong.

"Teochew man, please use it slowly."

Yaoyang left a polite message and led Killer Xiong and Gui Jianchou slowly towards the other side.

"There's something good to watch!"

"Datun, Dasha, they usually don't deal with each other very well. When did they get involved together?"

"You're so funny. They used to be in the tobacco business. Now Sir Lei wants to step in. Isn't he trying to steal business? There's nothing strange about being together temporarily."

"..."

The prisoners in the fourth warehouse were not stupid. Many of them saw something fishy at a glance and started talking quietly while eating.

In the midst of everyone's discussion, Yaoyang and the others quickly came to the six tables. All three of them were tall and mighty men, and they looked impressive and impressive.

"Why don't you eat?"

Yaoyang has a shrewd mind and can see something fishy at a glance, but on the surface he remains calm. He first stands next to the two tables where he is obviously his younger brother and asks.

"Eat quickly, what do you want to do, make trouble?"

The killer looked fierce, followed by a red face.

Snapped……

Gui Jianchou had a plastic baton in his hand, and before Yaoyang could stop him, he banged it on the table, frightening all the boys on the table and standing up like a reflex.

"Don't be nervous, it's just a mosquito here."

The ghost looks like he is smiling but not smiling when he sees sorrow. His ferocious face is full of ferocity, but it also has an extremely fake smile that makes people feel chilly.

He learned this trick from Yaoyang, and now he has learned it and used it vividly.

Yaoyang had no expression on his face and said coldly at the right moment:

"Sit down and eat right away."

Well……

A group of young people looked at each other and quickly sat back down. Four of the timid ones seemed really scared and picked up their chopsticks. Although they still didn't eat, they finally made some moves.

The other boys kept looking at the table next door where Dasha, Datun and others were sitting, with ugly expressions on their faces.

"kindness?"

Following the gazes of the younger brothers, Yaoyang turned his head in an "understanding" manner, let them go for the time being, and came to the table where Dasha, Datun and others were sitting.

"Boss, why don't you eat?"

It was Yaoyang who spoke again, his voice calm.

"Sir, how dare we not eat? It's just that we can't eat."

Datun looked arrogant, but he responded very quickly. He even pretended to be worried, as if he was really feeling unwell.

"Can't you eat? Can't you eat with so many people?"

Yaoyang stared at Datun, the person who dared to speak first, and already understood that he was probably the mastermind of this incident.

"Sir, I don't know why others are eating it. It's because I can't eat it. As for other people, you have to ask them yourself."

Datun was stared at by Yaoyang. Although he was calm on the outside, he was still a little panicked in his heart and spoke quickly.

The killer hero also saw the problem, and aimed directly at Datun. He lowered his voice and interjected sinisterly:

"Datun, you want to build a plane, right?"

"What kind of plane are you doing? You three sirs, I really can't eat them."

Datun raised his head and continued to shout. However, after saying this, he seemed to feel that it was not convincing enough and added:

"Sir, my stomach hurts right now and I really can't eat."

"Okay, you have a stomachache and don't want to eat, right? I've made a note of it. I'll give you a folk remedy later to treat stomachache. I think you'll rush to have breakfast tomorrow morning."

Yaoyang nodded with a cold smile. After saying this, he ignored Datun and looked at Dasha:

"Dasha, what about you? Do you have a stomachache too?"

Uh...you know, in prison, if prisoners don't eat, the prison guards are responsible.

In the history of Hong Kong, no one has starved to death in prison.

On the other hand, if a prisoner goes on a hunger strike to protest, it will definitely attract attention. No one can bear the responsibility for this being the first of its kind in the world.

This is also the reason why Datun and others chose this method.

I never thought that Sir Lei, who pursues perfection, would have a completely different style from last night. He would just ignore Datun and ask himself here.

Dasha didn't react for a while, and was stunned for a moment before replying:

"Sir, I don't have a stomachache, I just feel that today's food is not to my liking!"

"What a distasteful one!"

Yaoyang still nodded and said to Guijianchou:

"It seems that when work started, the work arrangement was too relaxed, there was no heavy physical work, and now I have no appetite."

Gui Jianchou nodded repeatedly, as if he had heard some wise words, and immediately expressed his stance:

"Brother Yaoyang, I understand that tomorrow the people in Dasha's warehouse will have to work three times as much."

Triple the work!

After hearing the open discussion between Yaoyang and Guijianchou, Dasha and his younger brother in the same warehouse all changed their expressions.

Is working in prison easy?

Designation is not easy.

In the hot summer, with the scorching sun overhead, most of the prisoners were carrying various tools and doing various heavy physical tasks.

Because there is only heavy physical work, most of which do not require skills, as long as you have a bit of strength.

For example, Dasha was a tall man. He was lucky enough to be taken seriously just after he was imprisoned, and his job was assigned to the quarry to knock stones.

Stanley's work arrangement is quite humane, and he works about six hours a day.

What is the concept of triple the work?

Just let Dasha and his team work for eighteen hours.

"Sir, don't go so far."

"Don't be so angry, sir?"

Gui Jianchou said coldly:

"Haha! If you are not angry, how can you be called a chief?"


Chapter completed!