Flamingo

After the big fools entered the hospital, in the prison area where Song Zijun was located, without a leader, no one came to him for the time being——

Although it has always been his initiative to find trouble.

This also calmed him down for a while.

During this time, along with the food he ate for thousands of people, along with him, there were also muscles that gradually bulged all over his body.

Squeak!

Squeak!

The shrill sound of pieces of iron scratching the ground continued to sound.

In prison.

The two iron frame beds were together, and several prisoners sat on each other’s hands, while Song Zijun was hanging upside down on the second bed with his legs, and his upper body was constantly and rapidly lifted with the force of his waist.

On the ground below his body, there was a wet irregular mark.

“One thousand, one thousand and one, one thousand and two…”

On the side, a prisoner recited the number of times Song Zijun.

As the sweat on his muscles continued to remain, it was a rapid lifting motion, and in the process, accompanied by the moans and vibrations of the iron-framed bed.

“One thousand one…”

Without waiting for the prisoner to continue, Song Zijun suddenly grabbed the edge of the bed with his arm, lifted his body, and fell to the ground.

The little brother, who had been waiting on the side, hurriedly handed over a large tank of boiled water.

Goo-blah.

“Enjoyable!”

Song Zijun, who drank the water in one breath, put the water tank aside, took the towel and wiped the sweat, and said cheerfully.

“Boss, your physique is really this!”

The younger brother gave a thumbs up with an adoring look.

“Haha, if you work hard, sooner or later you will have a day.” Song Zijun, whose face was flushed like a red-faced Guan Gong, smiled, and then showed a little regret on his face, “It’s a pity that there is no professional theme and sparring, otherwise my progress will be faster…”

“Progress?” The younger brothers were puzzled.

“Well, the progress of physical strength, haha.”

After chatting with these little brothers for a while, after the symptoms of muscle spasms and trembling in the body were alleviated a little, Song Zijun beckoned to Zhong Tianzheng.

“Ah Zheng, what’s wrong?”

Song Zijun asked.

While the two were talking, the rest of the people took the initiative to stand far away.

“Boss, the income of these twenty days, I calculated, there are almost 70,000 yuan.”

Zhong Tianzheng lowered his voice and said excitedly.

In the end of the cigarette business, Song Zijun did not trouble Han Chen, and he didn’t know how Zhong Tianzheng communicated, and he really swallowed the source of goods and connections in Datun.

You know, Zhong Tianzheng has no community background behind him.

The one standing behind him is currently a Song Zijun who is temporarily very capable of fighting and temporarily proud.

This “temporary” is the inner consensus of many people in prison.

After being released from prison, those clubs behind the hospitalized Datun, Dasilly, Silly Biao, Chaozhou Yan and others who were beaten by Song Zijun are strange not to trouble Song Zijun.

If you can fight again, when the time comes, one hundred and eighty machetes will be cut down, and they will also be chopped into meat puree!

From this point of view, Zhong Tianzheng is still very capable.

“After deducting some cost price and network expenses, at least 40,000 yuan can be left!”

“It’s not bad, Ah Zheng, 40,000 li small, even if it’s 30,000 and one dollar, you can draw 10,000 from it.”

Song Zijun nodded, Xiangjiang in this era, the normal monthly income of a white-collar worker, almost three or four thousand will come to the end, this is still not eat, drink or stop, full savings.

If you add these expenses, you still have a little illness from time to time, and you also have some favors, you can leave two thousand a month, and you are good at saving money.

Therefore, Zhong Tianzheng took this ten thousand, which is definitely not less.

Nodding, Zhong Tianzheng silently remembered Song Zijun’s kindness in his heart.

He really needed money, and he didn’t think that he would really give Song Zijun thirty thousand and one dollar at that time.

After all, the cigarette market has just changed, and some of the doors have not yet been thoroughly understood.

He believes that when the door is exhausted, no matter how long it takes, after the smoking addiction of those guys who are unwilling to buy cigarettes because of Song Zijun and have a community background, those people will slowly join in and find him to buy cigarettes.

In the future, the income will only get higher and higher, and it is far from the top yet.

“In the recent period, you have taught these people so that these people can talk about the rules for the new arrivals in the future.”

Song Zijun, who had never forgotten the right thing and knew what was important, silently calculated the time, and his heart moved.

The so-called rules are naturally a means for the old people to bully the newcomers and establish their prestige for the newcomers.

What to wash socks and underwear, or clean the toilet, make beds for the elderly and fold quilts, etc., without going through a circle inside, you will never know that just a prison that is not rich in property, tossing people will have so many tricks.

For Song Zijun’s words, Zhong Tianzheng was a little dazed, because he didn’t think that the old assembly was this kind of person who actively bullied newcomers——

Although the boss has never taken the initiative to sweep the toilet and the like.

“Black face white face.” Song Zijun stopped at the point.

Before coming in, he was a gambler, and after coming in, Zhong Tianzheng, who was still alive and moisturized without a community background, had a double quotient, IQ and emotional quotient, and suddenly became clear.

This means that in the future, if there is a person that the boss fancy, the boss can sing the white face, give grace and then recover the person.

“Got it.”

Nodding, Zhong Tian was reporting the cigarette business to Song Zijun, so he beckoned those little brothers to come and began to educate these people on how to treat the newcomers who came in later.

To these people, Zhong Tianzheng naturally wouldn’t say anything “black face and white face”.

And a group of people who have always been bullied and have not bullied people, experiencing this wonderful feeling of “senior”, all nodded their heads with excitement and anticipation.

One by one, I can’t wait for a new person to come in now.

“Boss…”

After explaining these people, Zhong Tianzheng turned his head and was about to say to Song Zijun that the matter was done, when someone suddenly knocked on the cell.

After following the sound, it was the prison guard outside who put down the baton in his hand and was holding the key to open the cell door.

At this moment, the eyes of many prisoners lit up, and their ears were pricked up, looking at the prison guards nervously.

“Song Zijun, Zhong Tianzheng, Gao You, Hu Sanyou, Mi Kangcai, Gui Houfa, Wu Chunhua, Hua Rongfa, someone has come to see you.”

After opening the cell door, the guard took out a list and read it.

“The rest who have not been named will receive their own letters and take their own.”

Behind the prison guard, another prison guard took out a bamboo basket and pushed it in, and inside the bamboo basket, there were letters that had been opened and inspected.

This is a visiting day that occurs only once a month, and on this day, the prison arranges visits and mail delivery services for the inmates in the cells.

After Song Zijun and other visitors left, the remaining group of prisoners rushed to the bamboo basket, and one by one excitedly found the letter sent by their family and opened it.

Song Zijun and the rest of the group went out of the cell door, followed the prison guards through the corridor, and under the guidance of the prison guards, they passed through the playground and came to a door.

“Remember, don’t get excited, otherwise the guards will reduce the visiting time, and you will suffer.”

After a word of admonition, the prison guard, who knew the prisoner’s mood, opened the door without much nonsense, and in the door, behind the long tables, were the families of the prisoners who had been waiting for a long time.

“Takako!”

“Sanyou!!”

“Ah Rong!”

Amid the excited cries of men, women, and children, prisoners poured into the visiting room and excitedly looked at their families who had not seen each other for a long time.

And when Zhong Tianzheng was happily meeting with his family, Song Zijun looked at the people waiting for him hesitantly.

“Brother.”

A girl with delicate facial features, wearing a white shirt on the upper body and a dark green pleated skirt on the bottom, revealing a pair of slender straight legs, twisted her hands together in front of her lower abdomen, stood up a little nervously, and screamed softly.

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