Chongshi Detention Center, Detention Room No. 8.

As the "Captain", Cao Haitao was shocked to find that there was someone in this place who was even more "senior" than him, the man named Wu in the corner.

This guy claimed that he came in because of murder, but Cao Haitao, who was more diligent in squatting than going home, could tell at a glance that the other party must be making up.

He was neither handcuffed nor shackled, nor a yellow vest representing dangerous elements. The fool believed what he said, but before he came in, the discipline had specially reminded him not to provoke newcomers.

However, through his two-day observation, he found that the man surnamed Wu seemed to be nothing unusual. He was extremely quiet and no one talked to him. He either sat cross-legged or turned a few pages to discipline the big book "Economic Law" brought to him from outside.

"Hey Wu Bei, I saw someone sent you a cigarette yesterday, so would you please lend me two packs of soaking?"

That morning, Cao Haitao's eyes turned around several times, and walked to Wu Bei with a smile and spoke.

As the head of the No. 8 prison, you must listen to the discipline, but your authority must be established. Otherwise, if there are "new friends" in the future, who will treat him as a dish?

Cao Haitao, who thought about thinking about it for a night, decided to try the other party in a vague way. If he still insisted on doing it, he would become more serious next time. If it was difficult to deal with it, he would immediately restore his friendly attitude a few days ago.

"ah?"

Wu Bei, who was reading a book, raised his head and looked at Cao Haitao up and down for a few seconds. His eyes were deep and intriguing.

"Ahem, I'm smoking. You've borrowed me a lot these two days."

It was a bit unnatural that Cao Haitao was stared at by him. The momentum that had just risen down instantly and he laughed a few times.

"It's okay, brother Baozi, they are all buddies. If you want to smoke, you can come and get it yourself."

Wu Bei grinned, turned around and pulled out a "Huazi" from under the bedding, and threw it directly to Cao Haitao.

"No, no, one box is enough."

Cao Haitao was stunned for two seconds and hurriedly wanted to return the entire cigarette.

"It's okay, let's keep it in your place. If you want to draw, just ask for it, I'll go out in the next two days. Just think that our buddies will get to know each other."

Wu Bei waved his hand generously.

"Go out in one or two days?"

This time it was Cao Haitao's turn to be confused. If you remember correctly, this guy has lived in a total of less than three days, and he has not even had the shortest week. How could he go out casually? He is too crazy to speak. He really treats this place as his home?

"You don't seem to believe it."

Wu Bei blinked his eyes twice, shook his head and said, "Okay, I have to prove anything to you. There is nothing else, Brother Baozi?"

"It's okay, it's okay."

Cao Haitao waved his hand, clamped the entire cigarette under his armpit, and turned around and left in disappointment.

While walking, he wondered whether this was the protection fee that Wu had paid on his own initiative or that he really treated him as a friend, and whether he would make excuses to repair him next.

At the same time, the conference room of Chong Municipal Government Office Building.

A group of bigwigs who can count the ceiling level in the entire city are having a meeting to discuss.

"About the plan to promote free parking lots in the city, I really want to know why it has stagnated? Doesn't anyone really take the big projects of people's livelihood and people's plans to care about it? Old Hao from the Urban Construction Bureau, tell me!"
Chapter completed!