"You go to the washing machine to get clothes, and you go to iron clothes over there." After assigning the two newcomers, Uncle Jiu took Zhang Jin and continued walking inside.

Zhang Jin smiled and asked: "Uncle Jiu, is your surname Lin?"

Uncle Jiu turned to look at him: "My surname is Lin? You think I am Mr. Zombie!"

"Otherwise why are you called Uncle Jiu?"

Uncle Jiu, the supervisor of the laundry factory, is a prison guard with a relatively kind personality, so Zhang Jin dares to joke with him. Sometimes some jokes that are not annoying can actually bring the two parties closer. If you want to work well in the laundry factory, get Uncle Jiu

Goodwill is essential.

"Because there is nine in my name, everyone calls me Uncle Jiu." Uncle Jiu brought Zhang Jin to Silly Biao: "Silly Biao, this newcomer will help you make the sheets and quilt covers."

Silly Biao reluctantly said: "Uncle Jiu, the newcomer's hands and feet are not fast and he is not good at doing things. I do fine work here. I am used to cooperating with the brothers, so the work can be efficient. Why don't you let him do the laundry nearby!"

Uncle Jiu pointed at Silly Biao, shook his head helplessly, and then said to Zhang Jin: "Then you go and wash the clothes nearby. I will find someone to teach you how to use the washing machine."

"Okay, Uncle Jiu." Zhang Jin nodded obediently.

After arranging Zhang Jin's work, Uncle Jiu walked to the center of the factory and said loudly: "I hope everyone will not bully the newcomers. If you don't cause trouble, I won't cause trouble for you. Everyone can live in peace, okay?"

"Okay!" A group of people responded lazily.

"Keep working!" Uncle Jiu turned around and returned to his seat.

Datun, who had been watching the situation here, saw Uncle Jiu leaving and immediately came to Shabiao, pointed at Zhang Jin and asked: "Sibiao, is the new guy your younger brother?"

"No." Shabiao knew what he meant. Although he was not ashamed of what the other party did, he was too lazy to care.

"It's okay if it's not. If not, I can prepare the meal." Datun nodded. The other two newcomers are all in gangs, and this newcomer is the only one left. After finishing work and returning to the cell, he will ask the other big guys if they are not.

If they are their people, then he will do something.

Newcomers who don't have gangs in the prison have to pay so-called study fees and pay half of their wages within a month. Only people like Da Tun who bully the weak and fear the hard will do this. Other gang bosses don't even bother to do this kind of thing.

Datun and Shabiao didn't avoid anyone when they talked. The voice was not loud, but Zhang Jin, who was not far away, heard clearly. He did not look back to look at each other, so as to prevent the other party from taking the opportunity to make trouble.

Even if Datun wants to cause trouble for him, he has to let the other party take action first, so that he can be justified if things get serious. In prison, although he talks with fists in private, he can only get official support if he is justified.

As long as he stands firm in front of the official, and competes with fists in private, who is big enough for him!?

The work in the laundry factory is very simple and boring. Fortunately, the prisoners can chat and spank among themselves, otherwise it will definitely make people bored to death.

The day's work ended quickly. After dinner, Zhang Jin returned to the cell. He saw Lu Jiayao sitting on the bed and sulking, and knew that he must have been bullied by prisoners and supervisors in the ward.

He was too lazy to enlighten the other party, so he should leave this job to Azheng.

Zhang Jin walked to the wall next to the toilet, took the washbasin and towel from his storage compartment, then went to the bed to get a change of clothes, and was about to go to the bathroom to take a shower. When he walked out of the door, he happened to meet the big man coming back from the shower.

Tun, was deliberately bumped by the opponent's younger brother.

He didn't move at all due to the impact, holding the washbasin in his hand steadily. Instead, the boy stumbled back and hit Datun directly.

"I'm sorry, boss." The younger brother quickly apologized to Datun.

Datun helped his younger brother up and shouted to Zhang Jin who was surrounded by his brothers: "Hey, new guy, do you know the rules? You have to apologize if you bump into someone!"

"I really need to apologize if I hit someone. Let him apologize to me. He hit me." Zhang Jin looked at the boy who hit him.

The younger brother took two steps forward, stretched out his finger and almost poked Zhang Jin in the face, scolding: "You are talking nonsense, will I fall if I bump into you?"

"Take your fingers away!" Zhang Jin said expressionlessly.

"What can I do if I don't take you?" the younger brother said provocatively with an arrogant expression.

Zhang Jin's hand holding the basin suddenly let go, and he was about to grab the opponent's finger, but stopped midway.

"What are you doing around the door? Do you want to cause trouble? Get out of here!" A prison guard came from the corridor outside, knocked on the iron door with a baton, and shouted loudly.

Datun looked back at the prison guard and touched his younger brother with his hand. The younger brother glared at Zhang Jin knowingly: "You are lucky!"

"Are you okay?" the prison guard asked, pointing at Zhang Jin.

Zhang Jin shook his head and said: "It's okay."

"It's okay, I'm warning you, don't make trouble." After the prison guard said that, he turned and walked towards the next cell.

Zhang Jin walked out of the cell door and looked back at Datun, only to find that the other party was also looking at him. From his expression and eyes, he could tell that something was going to happen between the two of them!

He didn't understand why he got into trouble with Datun inexplicably on the first day, but it didn't matter. Anyway, he would also get into trouble with Azheng in the future. Fortunately, he died early and was born early.

Well, if the other person is seeking death, he will save him.

After returning from the bathroom after taking a bath, Zhang Jin had been wary of the Datun group. He did not relax his vigilance until after the roll call at 10:30, when the lights were turned off and he rested.

It was a night of silence and nothing happened.

After working in the morning, it’s time to relax in the afternoon.

The prison playground was crowded with prisoners, including those playing basketball, football, table chess, and a group of shirtless people lying on the ground lazily basking in the sun.

As a new prisoner, Zhang Jin had to walk around the playground with the team for the first time. Lu Jiayao was also among them, but of course Azheng was still nowhere to be seen.

After he asked Lu Jiayao, he found out that it would take a few days for Azheng to be discharged from the hospital due to his leg injury.

After half an hour of walking in circles, the prison guards let the team disperse.

Zhang Jin found a corner with few people and a good view and sat down, his eyes wandering aimlessly on the playground. Now he had nothing to do.

After being in a daze for a long time, he suddenly remembered something.

Cigarettes and various biscuits and snacks are openly sold in the prison, which is considered as a measure for the prison guards to generate income for themselves. After all, in such a closed place with little oil and water, it is impossible to support the family without making some extra money. You cannot live a poor military uniform all your life.

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Inmates in the prison will receive a certain salary for their work, which is basically used to buy cigarettes. After all, there are very few prisoners who do not smoke, so cigarettes are considered hard currency in the prison. For example, Datun makes money by reselling cigarettes. As for him,

They get cheap cigarettes mainly by gambling on cards and bullying newcomers.

If he could have cigarettes to make friends and exchange information, he wouldn't be idle while waiting for Azheng to be discharged from the hospital. And even if Azheng helps him in the future, having enough cigarettes would ensure that Azheng can find information for him.

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Buying cigarettes costs money, but where does the money come from?
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