Seeing the look in the old guy's eyes, Bai Chi had the urge to beat him up, but he found that Wu Zi's demeanor was a bit strange. He kept pouting at the old guy. Could it be that the old guy was rich?

"Let's disband and everyone should abide by the rules."

After saying that, Bai Chi came and sat down next to the old guy, and Wu Zi also walked over.

"Old man, I still have seven thousand yuan with me. Isn't it enough to cover a few months' expenses?"

Hearing Bai Chi's words, the second-tier old man rolled his eyes. Just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by Wu Zi:

"Brother, a pack of cigarettes costs 100 yuan, and one costs a thousand yuan. Usually one pot of meat is enough for several people. If you want to share wealth and wealth now, then at least one meal of meat will cost three pots, one

Do you know how much the pot of meat costs?"

"How much does it cost? I think a pot of meat there can be up to five kilograms, right? One hundred yuan?"

Bai Chi asked with some uncertainty.

"Boss, you can only drink soup for 100 yuan. One pot of meat is 300 yuan, and three pots is 900 yuan. Yes! That's the price. According to what you said, we will eat braised pork tomorrow, plus one pack per person.

Two thousand yuan for cigarettes will be gone immediately. In other words, you still have five thousand yuan on you, how many days can you last?"

Wu Zi's words made Bai Chi frown. He really didn't expect the prices in the shop to be so high. If he could put a small restaurant or a small shop inside, wouldn't he make a fortune?

After saying this, there was a trace of hesitation on Wu Zi's face, and Bai Chi was a little surprised that he hesitated to speak. He couldn't help but ask.

"What else is there? You can tell me together so that I don't panic? Brother Wu Zi."

A lewd smile suddenly appeared on Wu Zi's face. This smile made Bai Chi feel a little nervous. Such a smile from a strong man made people feel bad.

"That's right. Actually, we forgot to tell you. Doesn't each prison have eight cells? There is also competition between cells and cells."

Bai Chi couldn't help but wonder

"What's the competition? Cells and cells are not locked together?"

After saying this, even the old guy rolling his eyes showed a lewd smile. This made Bai Chi a little puzzled. He couldn't help but said angrily.

"Old guy, tell me, what's going on?"

The old man's smile was still so wretched, and he said softly

"There is an unwritten rule in the prison. In fact, people in our cell can go out to work, which means they can go out to work in the entire detention center and breathe fresh air outside. When they go out, they will be guarded by armed police.

take into custody."

Bai Chi couldn't help but become more and more confused and asked

"What's wrong with going out to work? Is the air inside different from the air outside?"

At this time, Wu Zi suddenly became a little anxious and said quickly

"No, but the number of places to go out is limited. Only one cell out of hundreds of cells in the entire detention center can go out to work every month. Those places are very valuable."

Bai Chi was stunned and asked

"What does that have to do with us? By the way, I understand what you mean, that is, we need to go out for some fresh air, right? Have you ever gone out before?"

Wu Zi replied

"In the past, when Shan Dao first came in, it was another uncle, and he went out once. At that time, the old man had not come in. But now that you are the uncle, why do you want to go out? You have to know, this is a matter of face,

You have gone out to work as a foreign worker. Our prison guard Deng also has a good reputation, doesn’t he?"

After hearing this, Bai Chi still felt that something was wrong. He looked at Wu Zi and the old man, his face turned cold, and he took out a special trumpet from his pocket and put it in his mouth.

"Pa"

"Hey, boss, I'll light a fire for you."

The wretched man Wang Heping suddenly appeared from behind and played the horn for Bai Chi. Bai Chi was startled. What made Bai Chi feel furious was that the corner of Wang Heping's mouth was cramped and he had a bald patch that was more than an inch long. What the hell is this?

Lowering his head and lighting up the speaker, Bai Chi looked at the wretched man, then at Wu Zi and the old man, and said with a smile.

"Okay, you guys, stop beating around the bush and just say what you have to say directly! My nerves are thicker now, so I can accept it."

The old man and Wu Zi looked at each other, nodded, and Wu Zi said

"The day after tomorrow is the day to select cells for foreign labor. Our detention center has a total of fourteen cells, including ten for male prisoners and four for female prisoners. There are 112 cells in total. Armed police will be in the men's and women's cells.

Each prison cell will be chosen to work in. But which cell in each prison cell will be chosen by the armed police depends on the financial resources of your boss."

"Financial resources? Isn't it more than money?"

Baichi couldn't help but be puzzled when he heard this.

"No, financial resources need to be compared separately, in each cell, that is to say, the eight cells in our No. 3 cell are compared. That is the comparison of strength. That is to say, force. The day after tomorrow, Deng Guan

The church will call all the elders of the eight cells in our No. 3 cell for a meeting and lock you in an empty room. At that time, the last uncle to come out will be qualified to represent our cell. At that time we

Only then are you qualified to be selected by the armed police."

The wretched male king Heping said softly in Bai Chi's ear.

Hearing this, Bai Chi understood a little bit. Isn't it just a fight? I believe he is somewhat sure of this. It's just that he is surprised that the fifty guys are so concerned about the unexpected quota?

"Go on, what next?"

Bai Chi asked with a cold face.

When Wu Zi saw Bai Chi asking, he knew there was something going on, and then said

"Then there is a wealth comparison, which means that if the prison cell gives more money to the armed policeman on duty, that cell will be eligible to go out. It's like an auction. Do you understand?"

Hearing this, Bai Chi finally understood, and his face suddenly darkened. Is this what collecting black money means? I thought Bai Chi was also a good young man, how could he do such a thing? But the next words of the old man completely dispelled Bai Chi's thoughts.

Lucky mentality.

"Since you are the uncle, I can't help you. This is face. There is a world inside the house. What you want is face. Winning or losing doesn't matter, it's all about face. Otherwise, Director Deng will lose face. They have fourteen prison cells.

What the guards earn is face. What’s more, half of the money received by the armed police is from the guards. Do you understand? Only the strongest cells can stand out."

"I don't think it's that simple, right? Spending so much just to get out for the first breath of air? Is there anything else you haven't said yet? Keep talking."

Bai Chi is no longer stupid now. It is definitely not that simple for these guys to organize themselves to compete for foreign labor opportunities.

The old man smiled lewdly and said with some embarrassment

"Of course it's not that simple. You have to know that the female prison cell will also send a cell to work with us. Hehe!!"

"Then what?"

Bai Chi's eyes gradually widened and he asked

At this moment, Wu Zi looked a little bit black. He looked like a thug. His face was red and full of flesh, and he smiled lewdly.

"Then, hehe, you know, the male prisoners and the female prisoners can do whatever they want. You know, we have been locked up for a long time and have become suffocated, and they have become chickens."

After hearing this, Bai Chi finally realized. He understood what these guys wanted to do, but he still pretended to be stupid in disbelief.

"You can do whatever you want? How?"

When the wretched man heard this, he immediately rushed to say

"Then the male prisoner and the female prisoner saw each other, and then...of course they came and went, crackle, crackle, xxoo! Boss, hehehe..."

He took a big puff of the horn and swallowed the blue smoke into his lungs. Bai Chi couldn't help but burst into tears. He pointed at the people opposite him with his trembling fingers and said fiercely.

"You... hooligans!! Fuck me..."

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