Chapter 115: Prison Visit
The outskirts of Minato City!
Langshan Prison!
Qiao Yimo's chief assistant, John, led by the prison guards, walked through layers of endless walls and entered a large playground for prisoners!
The playground was surrounded by extremely thick and hard iron nets, and a few bored prisoners saw the prison guards and shook the iron nets!
"Send me a girl!"
"Let me go out and shoot a few shots!"
"You fucking took me money and didn't give me anything!"
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Some prisoners in the distance, seeing this, also coaxed, picked up the stones on the ground, and threw them in the direction where the prison guard took John to pass!
Just make a show and don't dare to really hit them!
"Want to rebel? Yes? The prison guard stopped, grabbed an electric baton and stretched it over the wire wire to electrocute one of the prisoners, and put the other hand on his waist to make a gesture to draw a gun.
"Whoever doesn't be honest will kill me!" The prison guard's eyes were round, and the slave owner enslaved the slave......
A few prisoners at the wire fence spat a few mouthfuls on the ground and walked away! The one who was electrocuted by the electric baton also stumbled away one by one!
"I'm sorry, if it weren't for the main gate maintenance, I wouldn't have taken you through this passage!" The prison guard turned to look at John, playing with the electric baton in his hand,
"All the prison visits were scheduled a week later because it took a week for the gate to be repaired. You're in a hurry, we'll have to go through the back door! ”
After the prison guard finished laughing, John also laughed twice, glanced at these prisoners, and shook his head!
When I walked through the cell area and passed through a room, I found that it looked like a classroom, and there were actually people lecturing in it, and there were many prisoners listening, as if the university was listening to a lecture!
"Today, at the request of some high-ranking prisoners, we have invited a certain master in the literary world to give them a lecture!" The prison guards stopped and looked inside, and John also looked in, and found that the prisoners inside were all listening attentively to the class, occasionally expressing their opinions and communicating with the master!
"This literary master is well-known in China, you Chinese who grew up overseas may not know it, the master said, the people sitting here are all high-IQ people!" The prison guard pointed inside with an electric baton,
"If you use these IQs on the right path, you will definitely have some attainments, but unfortunately, most people are too eager for quick success, and they are consumed by profit, so they go to the left and the left side, and if they are a little careless, look, they will come here......"
John smiled, did not speak, leaned against the door, and listened to the speech of the master of literature:
"I once had a very good friend who went to prison, and once I was invited to speak in prison as I did today, but I didn't see him, so I asked the warden to bring him a note with a sentence written on it: You are busy every day, and now you finally have a good opportunity to learn a foreign language!
A few days later I got a gleeful phone call: "Hey, I'm out!" As soon as I heard that it was him, I asked, "Have you learned a foreign language well?" He said: "I have brought out a translation of 600,000 words and is ready to be published." ”
"He was released after completing his sentence, but I believe he has greatly reduced his sentence. In The Story of Chess, Zweig writes about a man who is imprisoned and gets to work as if he is doing nothing, and when he gets a chess book, life flies.
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But in fact, many people did not do what my friends did, but locked themselves in a prison of their hearts, refusing to commute their sentences and forgive themselves.
I do believe that the most horrific prison in the world is one with no bars and no walls. ”
Listening to the master's speech, John was quite touched, some words are not unreasonable, the highest level of a literary scholar is a philosopher!
Listen, listen, his eyes swept to a middle-aged man in his 50s in the back row of the class, his eyes were dark and thoughtful!
The prison guard noticed where his eyes fell and said,
"He's the guy you're looking for, wait a minute, the lecture is almost over!"
John nodded, followed the prison guard through the corridor outside the lecture room, arrived at the prison visit cell, looked around the cold surroundings, sat down, and waited patiently!
About ten minutes later, the middle-aged man who was listening to the lecture in class just now walked in, and it was Song Million who he was looking for!
Although he was wearing a prison uniform, he still couldn't drown out that kind of entrepreneurial posture!
It's just that there is no former glory, and there is no halo on his head, and there is not much aura left!
"Hello Mr. Song!" John got up and said hello, but he still took care of his face.
I saw Song Million snorting, and after he sat down, the prison guards also went out, and only the two of them were left in the small room!
Only one table, two chairs! Empty!
"I greeted the warden, refusing to see anyone but my family," Song Wanwan's eyes were blazing,
"How much money did you give them to convince me to see you?"
"Mr. Song, this is not the point," John smiled lightly, looked up at the surveillance in the corner, and said,
"The opportunity is rare, the monitoring room has cooperated with the video to turn off here, Mr. Song can say anything when he comes back!"
Song Million was full of doubts, his eyes flashed, he looked at John and looked up at the monitor, and found that the light that was originally shining with red dots was no longer visible!
"Hmph, who the hell are you, what are you looking for me?"
John smiled, showing two rows of neat snow-white teeth, and said,
"Qiao Yimo, you know? I'm his chief assistant and my name is John. Two months ago, you also asked our boss to cooperate, and now, because of Fang Tianrui's calculations, our cooperation is already yesterday! ”
As soon as Fang Tianrui was mentioned, Song Million's facial muscles immediately tightened into a ball, his face was hideous, and he gritted his teeth fiercely and spoke,
"Hmph, I'm not dead yet, his little trick...... Why don't you just kill me? He will look good in the future! ”
John smiled faintly and understated,
"Then I wonder if Mr. Song is still willing to continue to cooperate with us?"
"Huh, cooperation?" Song Million smiled disdainfully,
"Your boss is a vampire, and you're going to cooperate with me, a prisoner? Want to drain me? There's no scum left! ”
"That's not what I said, Mr. Song! If you want to have this radiant color in the future, you must have a chance to turn over! John's eyes flashed, and he looked at Song Million with blazing eyes,
"Your Song Group is ruined, how much capital do you still have? Don't...... Do you think that the military industrial complex that your mistress's brother registered and operated for you can honestly hold out until you get out of prison and let you take revenge? ”
Song Million's hands clenched into fists in an instant, the green tendons on his fists were exposed, and he glared at John fiercely as if he wanted to look through his eyes!
John smiled calmly and said unhurriedly,
"Don't be impatient, didn't the literary master inside say, put down the prison in your heart, and face the ...... calmly" sat up straight again, and continued,
"Your mistress is not a fuel-efficient lamp, so how can you not leave your chaff wife?"