Where is this place?

The "High-end Training Base for Social Talents" in Hong Kong Comprehensive City can find talents ranging from scolding and killing people on the streets, to assassinations and blasting, to attacking the Pentagon, and even those who are obsessed with the fantasy of destroying the world.

Money laundering?

It's just a sprinkling of water. I can only say that they are too honest and simple to dare to use local materials.

Yaoyang looked at Uncle Biao and ordered:

"Uncle Biao, you go out and buy some double-headed abalone tomorrow morning. I want to treat some big guys to dinner."

"Brother Yaoyang, are you going to ask those big guys?"

Uncle Biao was a good person and obviously understood the intention immediately, and said smoothly, after all, as a prison guard, the network of contacts he has includes not only the prisoners but also the family members of the prisoners.

"In the fourth warehouse, those who run around in the world will live happily ever after if they have money, but those who can reach the boss position are not easy. I heard that the shipping company jointly established by Uncle Mei and Jiang Tianyang has a total investment of more than 30 million."

“The most important thing is that the money is clean!!”

"Snakes have their own ways, and rats have their own ways. If you want to know how to launder your money, go to them and you won't get it wrong."

Yaoyang explained nonchalantly.

It should be noted that Hong Kong Comprehensive Capital System is a capital system. Here, black gold and silver are absolutely different entities.

If you use black money to run a company, as soon as someone fails, the company will be seized and confiscated immediately, and you will end up with a "family ruined".

It's different with silver. Even if all the directors there are problematic, as long as you can prove that all the money you use to open the company comes from legitimate sources, the company will never be seized.

The second day.

Stanley Prisoner Canteen.

When the hands of the clock pointed to 12:30, the prisoners in the fourth warehouse filed in under the guard of the prison guards because it was their meal time.

Regarding dining in the cafeteria, the prisoners in the fourth warehouse a month later collectively no longer have the expectations they had a month ago.

Almost every prisoner didn't seem to care that much. They picked up their food carelessly and ate lightly. No one "gobbled it down".

It's as if they don't do the heavy physical work every day, and they don't feel hungry at all.

There were even a few prisoners who really felt that today's food was not to their liking, so they chose to sit there and chat without using their chopsticks.

The stir-fries are too expensive, and only the boss can afford them.

Ordinary canteen food is just like chicken, it's tasteless and it's a pity to throw it away.

"Uncle Mei!"

"Uncle Mei, there is a place over here."

"Brother Kun, you're here, come and sit down!"

Uncle Mei and Liangkun entered the cafeteria one after another, and immediately attracted the attention and greetings of many people.

Compared with a month ago, the prestige of Uncle Mei and Liangkun has also increased dramatically.

Needless to say, Uncle Mei, who is over fifty years old, has always been a veteran. He is the oldest senior in the fourth warehouse, and besides being stubborn, he will give him more or less face.

As for Liangkun, he now has a strong reputation in Stanley, with more than a dozen people accompanying him when he comes in and out. Wherever he goes, there are corner bosses who flatter him.

There is no way! Liangkun is rich.

Whether it's gambling or borrowing money, it's a lot of money.

Many corner bosses have only been here for a month and already owe Liangkun a lot of money.

If you have money, you are a master!!

This has to make Liangkun sigh:

Others went to jail and lived in hard labor, but he made a fortune and made much more every day than he did when he was a popular gangster.

Uncle Mei, as before, silently found an empty seat to sit.

Liangkun was much more arrogant. He walked around the cafeteria with more than ten Hongxing boys, talking to the corner boss and making trouble with the corner boss.

"Xiguadong, you lost 60 cartons of cigarettes at my place yesterday, when will you pay them? Seeing that I'm not around, you want to default on the bill, right?"

"Da Hei Niu, I heard that you bastard is very lucky. You passed three levels the night before yesterday and won a lot?"

"Hey! Chaozhou guy, don't you love gambling the most? Why have you never participated in my game? Why are you afraid that I will defraud you? You have made a lot this month, and you don't have to worry about getting moldy if you hide it.

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Overall, the atmosphere in the fourth warehouse is pretty good.

After all, in the first month, everyone had a lot of money and had consumption channels. They all went to have fun and no one made trouble.

Of course, we have to mention Datun, Dasha and other troublemakers here.

I don’t know if the magic power is great or not!

But as early as a month ago, they were all convinced by Yaoyang.

They never mentioned the business matter again. They fully understood what "the arm cannot twist the thigh".

Just as Liangkun was "patrolling" in the dining hall like an official, he happened to see a prison guard walking up to Uncle Mei and Chaozhou Guy and talking to him.

Soon, they got up and left their position.

With a trace of curiosity, Liangkun walked up to the prison guard in two steps and whispered:

"Sir, what did you just say to them? Why didn't you even eat?"

"Oh, it's Brother Kun! It's nothing. Brother Yaoyang invites them to dinner."

The young prison guard has a good attitude towards Liangkun. After all, in the first month, he has brought huge income to himself and others. It can be described as a win-win situation.

"Sir, why did Brother Yaoyang invite them to dinner?"

Liangkun rolled his eyes. He was a shrewd man. He knew that if he wanted to live well in this fourth warehouse, it was absolutely right to follow Yaoyang closely. He immediately asked.

"I don't know, how can I dare to ask about Brother Yaoyang's affairs."

The little prison guard responded without saying anything.

Liangkun had no doubt about this and immediately said:

"That's just right. I also have something to discuss with Sir Lei. I wonder if it's convenient for Sir Lei to see me now?"

"Very urgent?"

The little prison guard frowned slightly and said doubtfully.

"It's not urgent, but when it comes to talking about things, the sooner the better."

Liangkun spoke lazily.

"Okay, I'll take you to see Brother Yaoyang, but I can't decide whether Brother Yaoyang sees you or not."

The little prison guard said that and turned around to leave, motioning for Liangkun to follow him.

Liangkun understood the situation and let the boys eat by themselves while he followed the little prison guard out of the cafeteria.

At the same time, in the staff lounge.

The bosses were sitting across from Yaoyang at the moment. In front of them, there were two large bowls, which contained freshly made double-headed abalone and ginseng soup, which was rich in fragrance and delicious.

hiss……

Yaoyang was very good at eating. He took a sip of the soup, savored it with the tip of his tongue, and said with satisfaction:

"Sir, this double-headed abalone is of the highest quality, not an ordinary product. I'm afraid it won't be cheap."

"The big guys are joking. You old man has never tasted any delicacies from the mountains and seas. The two-headed abalone is just right for the threshold. The price is not important."

Yaoyang smiled slightly and chatted with them without moving his chopsticks.

"Hahaha……"

The big guys all laughed and seemed to be in a good mood:

"If we were outside, I would definitely be tired of eating all the delicacies from the mountains and seas. There would be nothing we want to eat but cannot eat. But here in Stanley, a bowl of double-headed abalone is enough to compare with any delicacies outside."

"I'm not afraid of your jokes. I have been working as a mule since I was a child. From my younger brother to my current status, I have been working for more than 50 years. I have not had any hobbies in these years, but I don't want to eat and drink alone.

I have treated myself badly. I have been working in a kiln for all these years. I don’t care about anything else, except for eating. It’s really unbearable!”

"Fortunately, Sir Lei is here now."

Yaoyang matched his words and smiled:

"I've seen your record, Uncle Mei, and your performance is considered good. I think it won't take more than a few months before you can go out. By then, Uncle Mei can eat all the delicacies in Xiangjiang as he wants."

"Okay, let me borrow Sir's good words and hope that I can be released from prison in a few months."

Uncle Mei actually only has a rough budget for how long he will do it.

The same is true for most prisoners in Stanley.
To be continued...