Chapter 136
Feng Mu
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Fist Force: Level 11.2
Attack Speed 7.3 Frequency
Technique 5.1 Tier
Prison Warden Qian Huan lightly sighed while picking up that resume from the desktop, casually glancing through it a few times.
"Li Bashan, as the District Chief of No. 1 Prison District B Division, whatever matters or requests you have should be reported to your Prison District's Zone Chief Zhou Hu, not bypassing the hierarchy to come directly to me." Qian Huan spoke with a hint of helplessness in his tone.
Li Bashan's expression didn't change, standing straight in place, he said in a deep muffled voice: "In the prison, Prison Warden you are the biggest, reporting to Zhou Hu ultimately still needs your approval, why go through all that trouble?"
Qian Huan slightly furrowed his brows, somewhat unaccustomed to Li Bashan's straightforward attitude.
From his words, Qian Huan could hardly hear even a shred of respect for his own status.
He was even unwilling to use the honorific "You" to address himself!!
This "impolite" form of address undoubtedly left an unpleasant impression in Qian Huan's heart.
However, aside from this dissatisfaction, Qian Huan was exceptionally satisfied with Li Bashan.
At the very least, Li Bashan clearly knew who the real decision-maker was in this prison, who was the biggest one.
Although Li Bashan's words lacked courtesy, didn't they precisely reflect that he was fundamentally different from those Zone Chiefs like Zhou Hu who relied on seniority and considered themselves superior?
He wouldn't flatter and fawn to cater to superiors, nor would he obey on the surface while secretly disobeying himself.
Qian Huan contemplated for a long time, then asked in a gentle tone: "Bashan, this candidate, is he someone of yours?"
Li Bashan answered crisply and neatly: "Precisely the Douqiong Martial Hall's newly accepted junior disciple."
Qian Huan lightly responded with an "Oh", a glint flashing in his eyes, the corner of his mouth hooking into a meaningful smile: "In principle it's fine, our prison just got three additional quotas from above this year, coincidentally still short one person, so it'll be your junior disciple."
He paused, then continued: "However, I've only been here a short while after all, not suitable to easily break the prison's existing rules. We still have to follow normal procedure."
As he spoke, he pushed the resume back to Li Bashan, saying seriously: "Take it back and have Zhou Hu submit it again, let's complete the procedures that should be gone through."
Li Bashan slightly furrowed his brows, then carefully tucked the resume into his bosom, saying in a deep muffled voice: "Fine."
As soon as his voice fell, he didn't wait for Qian Huan's further response, striding out with firm steps, quickly leaving the office, heading straight for No. 1 Light Prison District.
No. 1 Light Prison District was divided into three areas A, B, C, arranged in a fan shape.
When passing through B District, the prison guards on duty inside would all stop their steps, salute Li Bashan with raised hands, their attitude reverent and solemn.
Whereas in A District and C District, although the prison guards would also salute, their movements and facial expressions appeared perfunctory, revealing a perfunctory attitude.
Li Bashan didn't mind, passing through all the way, entering the innermost Zone Chief's office.
5 minutes later.
Five minutes later, he put down the resume, returned expressionlessly to the B District he managed.
He pulled out a high-voltage electric baton from his waist, fingers lightly flicked, the baton emitted a "zizi" sound, he casually swung it, as if silently venting some emotion in his heart.
The surrounding prisoners, some treading sewing machines, some doing woodwork, just now perhaps still laughing and slacking off, this moment all shut their mouths tight, one by one their spines subconsciously straightened ramrod straight, afraid of provoking the District Chief's dissatisfaction, being whipped into meat paste with a single strike, the kind with electric arcs.
"Seems like I botched junior disciple's onboarding?"
Li Bashan frowned in thought, he might not be able to figure out the twists and turns within, he wasn't someone who liked scheming or had any workplace ambitions.
Otherwise, relying on his martial force value, he absolutely wouldn't have only been a District Chief until now.
He came to the prison only following "Second Sister's" words, to give himself a layer of legal cover, and for his hobby.
However, Li Bashan was by no means a stupid person.
Although he might not be able to immediately sort out the various knots within, his beast-like intuition vaguely made him feel that things seemed to have developed a problem.
"Brother Li, what happened?" A prison guard in B District walked over lightly, his voice carried carefulness, his face undisguised reverence.
Li Bashan stopped thinking, his dense eyebrows relaxed, he grinned showing teeth: "Nothing, won't be anything."
The prison guard looked at Li Bashan's sincere smile, his heart inexplicably skipped a beat, every time their own District Chief beat disobedient prisoners to death, he often revealed this exact expression.
He had already started mourning for that person in his heart: "This is another fearless one who provoked the District Chief's displeasure."
The prison guard guessed right, Li Bashan cleverly thought: "Forget it, can't be bothered to think, whoever causes trouble for junior disciple's matter, I'll beat to death, won't that solve the problem?"
No. 1 Prison District Chief's Office.
Zhou Hu held a resume in hand, cold gaze focused on the one-inch photo on the resume — Feng Mu. jpg.
"Since when can Blank Citizens be stuffed into the prison too, truly don't understand a single bit of rules." Zhou Hu's voice carried obvious anger and disdain.
This District Chief nearing forty, temper still explosive as thunder.
His palm suddenly clenched, that resume was instantly crushed into powder, the face on Feng Mu. jpg also twisting and distorting along with it.
Then, he unhesitatingly threw the fragments into the trash can, even spitting a mouthful of thick phlegm onto the photo.
A District Chief Chang Wei similarly stood to the side coldly laughing: "Exactly, Li Bashan usually has no sense of propriety, completely without rules, this time actually directly bypassing the Zone Chief, directly going to find the Prison Warden, got rejected, only then remembered to come back and find you, simply laughable."
C District Chief Ma Xuan pondered, said faintly: "Not necessarily rejected, maybe the Prison Warden agreed, had Li Bashan come complete the procedure."
Ma Xuan paused, looking at Zhou Hu's gloomy face continued: "I suspect, the newly arrived Prison Warden, is using this matter to test you, whether you're obedient."
Zhou Hu hadn't spoken yet, when Chang Wei interjected, words carrying sarcasm: "This one who knows from where popped out, suddenly airborne appointed to our place, snatched away Big Brother your position, still wants us to bow and submit, truly a fool's dream."
Chang Wei's emotions agitated, angrily continued: "Excluding the never-seen No. 5 Zone Chief, remaining four Prison Districts, who truly convinces this Qian Huan in their heart? Hmph, truly a joke!"
"Enough!"
Zhou Hu coldly snorted, interrupting Chang Wei's words,
"Don't forget the occasion, no propriety completely without rules. Since he's already sitting in the Prison Warden's position, we should follow rules, respectfully address him as Prison Warden."
Chang Wei's tone carried dissatisfaction, speaking up for Zhou Hu: "I truly feel indignant for Big Brother, that position originally should have belonged to..."
Zhou Hu instead raised his hand to stop Chang Wei's complaint, voice low:
"So, everyone must abide by the rules. Even sitting in the Prison Warden's position, one cannot change them at will. Each Security Bureau governing itself is the unwritten iron law of our No. 2 Prison; even if a new Prison Warden takes over, they cannot change it."
Zhou Hu bit his lip tightly, striving to suppress the irritation in his Nei Xin, a flash of fierceness passing through his eyes: "So, we also have to make the Prison Warden understand that if he wants to sit securely in his position, he must listen to everyone's rules."
"In that case, the Prison Warden sitting on that Chair is the Prison Warden; otherwise, he is nothing more than a high-and-mighty ornamental offering."
Having said that, Zhou Hu turned his head to look towards Chang Wei and said: "I remember you seem to have a Nephew who also wants to enter the Prison System; then quickly write up a resume and send it up, I'll submit it to the Prison Warden this afternoon."
Zhou Hu Yan Zhen wore a face full of mockery: "The Prison Warden wants us to fill in a procedure, so we'll fill the procedure to death for him; I want to see what he can do."
Chang Wei was overjoyed: "Good, I'll have my family's Nephew prepare a resume and submit it right away; only, Li Bashan's side….."
Zhou Hu wore a face full of disdain: "We don't even give a damn about the Prison Warden, so what the hell is Li Bashan? Give him face, let him be B District District Chief; don't give him face, I'll remove him and make him an ordinary prison guard."
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