The next day, Ling Yunpeng asked to see a defense lawyer, and the warden immediately contacted Zhao Yumin. At ten o'clock, Yang Jingcheng came to the prison reception room.

The door of the reception room opened, and Ling Yunpeng walked in and sat opposite Yang Jingcheng.

Yang Jingcheng saw Ling Yunpeng with a bandage on his right hand, and his heart tightened: "Young Master Ling, your hand ......"

"I didn't let the boiling water burn if I wasn't careful." Ling Yunpeng shook his head at Yang Jingcheng, meaning that it was not a big problem: "Lawyer Yang, when is my uncle going to get me out of here?" I've been here for almost a week now. ”

"Your uncle is opening up various joints, and he has also talked to the general manager of Mitsui Bank, hoping that they will withdraw the lawsuit, but it may not be so soon, you should be calm and patient."

"When does he want me to wait? You tell him to hurry up, there is no dim sum to eat, I want to eat plum blossom cake, you ask him to bring me a few plum blossom cakes next time he comes. ”

"Okay, okay, I'll definitely convey your request to your uncle." Yang Jingcheng said, and took out a piece of paper from his briefcase: "Young Master Ling, this is the lawyer's power of attorney that I planned to sign for you last time, you didn't sign it last time, please make up for it today." ”

Yang Jingcheng pushed the power of attorney in front of Ling Yunpeng, and then handed over a Parker gold pen.

Ling Yunpeng unscrewed the cap of the pen, and then pressed the gold pen the paper, and the tip of the pen broke. When Yang Jingcheng saw it, he looked at Ling Yunpeng blankly, the pain in his heart, he shook his head and sighed.

Ling Yunpeng scratched the paper twice, but the pen did not come out of the water, and he shook the pen hard, but it still did not come out of the water.

So Ling Yunpeng shouted at the prison guard at the door: "Hey, cell boss, do you have a fountain pen, this pen can't be written." ”

The prison guard looked closer, and sure enough, the pen was broken, so he replied: "Wait a minute, I'll go to the office next to me and get one for you." ”

Yang Jingcheng looked at it and knew that Ling Yunpeng was deliberately supporting the prison guards and looking for an opportunity to tell him something important, but looking at this expensive Parker gold pen, he couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart: I knew that this kid wanted to make this trick, he should have given him an ordinary fountain pen, this Parker gold pen was rewarded to him by his boss, and he himself was not willing to use it a few times, if it wasn't for the need to pretend to be a lawyer appointed by the president of the bank with status, he would not have shown this beloved Parker gold pen, it was a pity that this gold pen.

After the prison guard left the reception room, Ling Yunpeng took out the cigarette box paper from his trouser pocket and stuffed it to Yang Jingcheng: "Give it to my uncle." ”

After a while, the prison guard came over with a pen, and Ling Yunpeng signed the power of attorney. Then he stood up and swaggered towards his cell.

After Yang Jingcheng returned to Boren Clinic, he immediately got in touch with Zhao Jinwen, who came to the clinic disguised as a patient.

Yang Jingcheng locked the door of the consultation room, then took out the cigarette box paper that Ling Yunpeng handed him and handed it to Zhao Jinwen.

Zhao Jinwen opened it and saw that it was a blank piece of paper, and there was no word on it, so he hurriedly turned his head and greeted Yang Jingcheng: "Jingcheng, give me iodine wine." ”

Yang Jingcheng handed the iodine wine bottle to Zhao Jinwen, and then handed over a cotton swab, Zhao Jinwen dipped the cotton swab in iodine wine, and then smeared it on the cigarette box paper, and the handwriting immediately appeared.

"Released from prison around 9 a.m. the day after tomorrow, prepare an ambulance to intercept the prisoner van on the way to St. George's Hospital, please be ready to pick it up."

After Zhao Jinwen finished reading it, he struck a match, burned the paper, and breathed a sigh of relief: "This stinky boy is finally coming out." Did he say anything else? ”

"He told you to bring him some plum blossom cakes."

"Okay, I know, Jingcheng, you prepare an ambulance, you and Manyun are ready to respond. I'll be ready to do that, and we'll go our separate ways. Zhao Jinwen immediately assigned the task.

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao Jinwen came to the prison reception room, carrying a few pieces of plum blossom cake in his hand.

Ling Yunpeng walked into the reception room, and his attitude this time was much better than when he first met Zhao Jinwen.

"Uncle, you're here." Ling Yunpeng smiled at Zhao Jinwen.

"Yes, Lawyer Yang told me that you want to eat plum blossom cake, and I will send it to you immediately. How's it going, are you still used to it in there? ”

"It's okay, the warden takes good care of me." Ling Yunpeng nodded with satisfaction.

"Of course." Zhao Jinwen gritted his teeth and replied: "I have begged him." ”

Zhao Jinwen suddenly saw Ling Yunpeng's right hand tied with a bandage, and he was very anxious: "Peng'er, what's wrong with your right hand?" How did you get a bandage? “

"Little case, I was scalded by boiling water, the doctor has already given me medicine, and it will be fine in a day or two."

"Well, why was it so careless?" Zhao Jinwen glanced at Ling Yunpeng worriedly and distressedly.

"Uncle, when will I be released from prison?"

"I'm in the process of opening up the relationship, and if it goes well, I'll have an eyebrow the day after tomorrow. You have to learn to take care of yourself in there, don't go wrong again! ”

"Well, I'll pay attention, then uncle, I'll hear good news from you the day after tomorrow." Ling Yunpeng smiled at Zhao Jinwen, and the corner of his mouth showed that elusive smile again.

After Ling Yunpeng finished speaking, he stood up and went back to the cell with the plum blossom cake.

As soon as he returned to the cell, Ling Yunpeng beckoned everyone: "Come on, come on, come and try the plum blossom cake brought by my uncle." ”

When Ah Hui saw it, he drooled a little, and he couldn't wait to pick up a piece and put it in his mouth, close his eyes, and feel the deliciousness.

The others hadn't tasted this delicacy for a long time, and they all gobbled it up, smacking their mouths and licking their fingers.

The plum blossom cake is finished, and everyone is still unsatisfied.

Ling Yunpeng flattened the wrapping paper of the plum blossom cake and put it under the pillow: "I have to put this paper under the pillow so that I can smell the fragrance of the plum blossom cake." ”

"Ling Shao, why haven't you eaten it, haven't you seen it, and you are so reluctant to give up this piece of paper?" Ma Biao joked with Ling Yunpeng.

"That's what I'm going to do." Ling Yunpeng raised his eyebrows.

"Hehehe, green vegetables and radish, everyone has their own love, and Xiaoling likes the taste of this plum blossom cake, just like I can't do without cigarettes." He Baye took out the cigarette case from under the pillow to smoke, but found that there were two more cigarettes.

"I remember that there seemed to be only three left, how did it become five today?" He Baye looked at the cigarette case in his hand in surprise, and then looked at the others in the cell.

"Really?" The seventh brother stretched out his head and looked at it: "Eighth master, you must be mistaken, how can you smoke more and more?" ”

Brother Qi also opened his pack of cigarettes, and felt that there seemed to be one or two more, Ma Biao didn't smoke much, he didn't remember the number of cigarettes in the cigarette box, and Ah Hui also forgot how many cigarettes were left in the cigarette box.

"Brother Ling, do you have any extra cigarettes in that pack of cigarettes?" Ah Hui asked Ling Yunpeng curiously.

"My bag, I gave it to the warden." Ling Yunpeng replied nonchalantly.

"Brother Ling, you are really good at sycophants, no wonder the warden likes you so much and takes care of you so much." Ah Hui felt that Ling Yunpeng was actually very good at being a man, he was not a gentleman, he would only be arrogant, and he would not be able to live forever, he knew how to take care of the left and right, and take care of the top and bottom.

Today's dinner menu is braised pork ribs, shredded pork with fish flavor and egg drop soup. After Ling Yunpeng finished eating the big ribs, he poured the broth into the rice, devoured it, felt that he was still unsatisfied, and then filled a small half bowl of rice, poured some broth into it, and then wrapped the broth bibimbap in a handkerchief and stuffed it into his trouser pocket.