Chapter 2901

The reception room of Brooklyn Prison is strictly not in the office area, nor in the prison area, but in the transition part between the two.

Because it is a transition part, the reception room is not far from the prison area. It is just walking out of the iron gate, walking dozens of meters along a corridor to the end, and the rooms on both sides are reception rooms.

However, the reception rooms of Brooklyn Prison are also divided into three, six, and nine grades.

Ordinary reception rooms are shared by all prisoners. There are at least a dozen or twenty reception tables in one reception room. When the prisoner's family or lawyer comes, they meet here.

Meeting in this kind of reception room, there are other prisoners and family members nearby, and there will be prison guards watching, not allowing physical contact and item transfer, which is relatively not very free.

Those with slightly special identities can get a relatively hidden small private reception room. There are no other prisoners and family members in this kind of reception room, only one prison guard supervising, and the freedom is relatively much better.

However, there is also a more sophisticated reception room here. The reception room not only has sofas and TVs, but also some snacks and drinks. What is even more rare is that this room has also undergone special acoustic treatment, is very soundproof, and has no monitoring facilities.

Most importantly, meeting here, prison guards will not come in to interfere. Some items carried by visitors, as long as they can pass the prison security check, can be transferred to the prisoners, treating this place as a room for husband and wife visits to do some actual husband and wife behaviors without any restrictions.

Every time the warden meets Gustavo, he will choose this reception room to ensure absolute privacy.

When Ye Chen and Gustavo were brought to the door of this reception room, he could already feel that someone was sitting inside.

The prison guard opened the big door, and a middle-aged man in a suit and gold-rimmed glasses, very gentle and very consistent with the image of the American upper class, was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, biting a cigar.

Seeing Gustavo come in, this person hurriedly stood up and said with a gentleman's smile: "Mr. Sanchez, please come in!"

Gustavo took Ye Chen in, and the prison guard outside closed the big door tightly.

At this time, Bruce Weinstein looked at Ye Chen beside Gustavo and smiled: "This must be Mr. Sanchez's friend, right? Hello! My name is Bruce Weinstein, the warden of Brooklyn Prison."

Ye Chen also returned a smile and said: "Hello, Warden. I am an old friend of Mr. Sanchez. My surname is Ye. This time I was locked in here because of illegal immigration. Please take care of me in the future."

Bruce Weinstein smiled and said: "Illegal immigration is not a big deal. I think Mr. Ye will not stay here for too long. However, don't worry, since Mr. Ye is a friend of Mr. Sanchez, then as long as you stay here for one day, you are a VIP of our Brooklyn Prison. I will definitely tell the people below to give Mr. Ye full care. If Mr. Ye has any needs, you can also put them forward to me."

Gustavo said at this time: "To tell you the truth, Bruce, Mr. Ye came to see you just to let you know each other. In the future, if Mr. Ye has any needs, you must give him enough convenience here."

Bruce Weinstein laughed: "This kind of small thing, Mr. Sanchez, you can just say hello, why bother to come and see me in person?"

Gustavo laughed: "Making friends, of course, you have to meet first."

As he spoke, he said to Bruce Weinstein: "By the way, Bruce, this good friend of mine is a very amazing divine doctor. He is good at treating any disease. No matter what problem you have in your body, he can help you."

Bruce Weinstein looked at Ye Chen and snorted: "I didn't see that Mr. Ye is so young, and he is actually a divine doctor. I don't know which medical school Mr. Ye graduated from?"

Ye Chen waved his hand: "I am not from an academic background. I have been learning the ancestral acupuncture therapy in my family since I was a child. I am best at treating problems in that area for men. Not strong enough, not hard enough, not long enough, not soft enough, are all areas I am good at."

Bruce Weinstein couldn't help but smile and said: "Mr. Ye, I can understand the first three not enough, but what does this fourth one mean? Is there anyone who thinks they are not soft enough? As a real man, who would think they are too hard?"

Ye Chen smiled: "You don't understand this, Warden. It's terrible for a man not to be hard, but it's even more terrible if it's too hard. There are some very special things that you haven't encountered. When you encounter them, you will know how painful the situation I'm talking about is."

Bruce Weinstein only felt at this moment that Ye Chen should be the kind of barefoot doctor who specializes in fooling people. He prides himself on being an elite class of intellectuals and cannot have any interest in this kind of pseudoscience.

So, he smiled and perfunctorily said: "Then I can only hope that I will never encounter this kind of weird situation, otherwise I will have to trouble Mr. Ye to treat me."

Ye Chen also nodded with a smile and said: "Yes, I also hope you will never encounter it, but if you really encounter it, I am afraid only I can cure it."

Seeing that both of them were talking about the ability of men in that area, Gustavo raised his eyebrows and said to Bruce Weinstein: "By the way, Bruce, the two beauties I arranged for you tonight are both rare beauties from Latin America. Both of them are over 5.8 feet tall. If you look at them, except for legs, they are breasts. Very perfect! I hope my arrangement tonight will not disappoint you!"

Bruce Weinstein could also clearly see that he was very excited, and said with difficulty: "Mr. Sanchez is too polite. Even the beauties you praised are definitely top-notch super beauties. How could I be disappointed? Maybe this will be the happiest night of my life."

The two men who valued women as their lives smiled at each other, and everything was unspoken.

Ye Chen, however, quietly introduced a spiritual energy into Bruce Weinstein's body. This spiritual energy was not to brainwash him, nor to give him any psychological suggestion, nor to make him impotent.

On the contrary, Ye Chen's spiritual energy would give him extraordinary powerful help when he did that kind of thing.

If a man's ability in that area is compared to riding a bicycle, even if his ability is strong, it is impossible to ride a bicycle with the power of a motorcycle.

Even sometimes when he can't ride, he has to secretly take two pills. That feeling is like a professional cyclist secretly putting a micro-electric motor in his bicycle to cheat during the race. It is effective, but not much.

But Ye Chen's spiritual energy is equivalent to directly installing an aviation engine with a thrust of tens of tons on Bruce Weinstein's bicycle.

Usually, if you can't ride a bicycle, you can just lie flat and not ride. Although it is shameful, it will not kill anyone;

But once this bicycle is pushed to the extreme speed by huge thrust and cannot stop, although it is not shameful, it will really kill people.

Ye Chen didn't directly give Bruce Weinstein a psychological suggestion, let him take him to his office, or even take him to the underground space under his office, because Bruce Weinstein is a person of the Rothschild family, and his office is the only entrance and exit of the underground space, which is very sensitive. Even a figure with such a big background as Gustavo has never been to his office. If he gave him a psychological suggestion and let him take him to his office directly, it would definitely cause others' surprise.

What Ye Chen didn't want most was to attract others' attention, especially the Rothschild family's attention.

So in Ye Chen's view, the best way is to let this Bruce Weinstein, a real man, have unspeakable hidden difficulties, and let him take the initiative to find a way to meet himself and ask for help from himself as low-key as possible when he is at a dead end.

In that case, Bruce Weinstein himself would prepare all the avoidance work in advance, and then he would meet him again, and there would be no risk of being noticed by others.

Since Bruce Weinstein is going to ride this bicycle tonight, as long as he takes the first step, it is equivalent to pressing the start button for the aviation engine he left for him.

By then, he will be at a dead end and will definitely come to ask for his help.