Chapter 43: The Presidential Suite of Kunlun Hotel in Yanjing

  There were only two of them in the room, and Nong Junding's special identity meant that the Public Security Bureau did not arrange for personnel to monitor.

  "Xie xie ni, jie!" (Sister, thank you!)

  Nong Junting waved her hand: "Alright, this kind of busy I can only help you with once in my lifetime. I know you're curious about prison, but I have to tell you that's all the help I can give you. After New Year's Day, I'll be returning to Shencheng and once you're inside, you'll have to rely on yourself."

  Yeh Hao Dong smiled: "I just need you to take it this far, I'm confident that I can handle the rest myself, and I'll make sure to return your good brother intact."

  Nong Junting was originally feeling very depressed, but was infected by Ye Haodong's optimism and finally forced a smile: "You and your brother's lawyer have all been found for you, they are famous big lawyers in Yanjing, and in the industry at home, they are also well-known figures, don't worry, sister won't let you stay inside for too long."

  Yeh Hao Dong asked: "How are those other brothers of mine?"

  Nong Junting: "Lao Ye has made a decision, and those brothers of yours are in the clear. None of them were armed that day, and they even had some meritorious deeds to their credit. So it was settled right here at the gate. It's true that they engaged in an illegal gathering and disrupted social order, but taking into account their meritorious deeds, each of them will be fined 500 yuan and detained for 15 days."

  Ye Haodong was moved to the point of being a bit choked with emotion: "Sister, I'm really lucky to have met you in this lifetime. From now on, no matter whether Ye Haodong becomes a renowned figure in the capital or sinks to the bottom of a valley, I will always remember you as my sister and think of you at all times, wishing you well."

  Nong Junting quietly stroked her belly, saying nothing. It's still too early to reveal the truth now, and if this matter is made public, the Nong family will lose face completely, which would only harm Ye Haodong.

  Ye Haodong and Bao Li were being escorted to the Xiaogushan Detention Center that day, Jiang Wei, who had just been promoted to Political Commissar of the Municipal Bureau's Criminal Police Brigade, personally escorted him there. Along the way, Jiang Wei didn't say a word, but Ye Haodong could sense the change in Jiang Wei's attitude towards himself, no longer being grateful with vigilance and disapproval, but instead turning into a silent concern, and at this moment, silence was more powerful than words.

  At the same time, eight other people involved in the 11.6 gun case were also escorted to Xiaogushan Detention Center. Ye Haodong had two lives on his back, no matter what the circumstances, he was a serious offender, and when escorting him, he had to wear handcuffs and foot shackles, with an iron chain between them, which was very uncomfortable. Ye Haodong didn't think so, at first, he still played and swayed a few times to hear the sound, but later he didn't have this idea anymore, it turned out that wearing this thing for a long time was really uncomfortable. He thought he was already miserable enough, but when he saw those eight people with full-body shackles, he couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Damn, is this person still human with these treasures on his body?"

  Ye Haodong's two fetters together weighed sixteen catties, and the iron chain connecting them in the middle was over a meter long, which basically did not affect Ye Haodong's ability to stand upright and walk. However, the fetters on those eight people were each at least thirty-six catties, and the iron chains in between were only sixty centimeters long, so several of them could only walk with their hands hanging down, their waists bent, carrying the heavy fetters forward slowly.

  Arrived at the destination, got off the car under the command, still the same procedure, Ye Haodong was assigned to the fifth courtyard again, and with him was Bao Ligang. It seems that Jiang Wei played a role in this.

  Witnessing Guan Maolin and Guo Baokun sending Ye Haodong and Bao Ligang into cell number six. Jiang Wei finally turned around and left.

  Before Ye Haodong entered, Guan Maolin quietly walked over and secretly handed him a long strip of sponge. Guo Baokun also didn't say anything, but quietly handed him an entire pack of cigarettes.

  The iron gate creaked shut and was locked from the outside. Ye Haodong narrowed his eyes to carefully examine the room, wondering what had changed since he last saw it. The objects inside were still the same - a small sink, a large wooden bucket, a small broom, and the cement floor covered with hard paperboard, as well as the long kang from east to west. There were originally six residents, the group of people who lived here when Ye Haodong first moved in, some had been sentenced, others had been released.

  A young man in his early twenties sat at the head of the table, with acne and pimples on his face, his eyes gleaming with a cold light as he stared at Ye Haodong and Bao Ligang. The other five people were all eager and expectant, waiting for the head of the table to give an order.

  Baoli Gang looked at the six with a slight disdain, this place was not unfamiliar to him, and he also knew the rules of adapting to the local customs. Ye Haodong glared at him, signaling him not to speak, but Baoli Gang wisely chose to lower his proud head.

  The pride of the head was slightly satisfied with Baoli Gang's lowered head, but he didn't notice that this iron tower-like big man was lowered by the gaze of the boy who was carrying a criminal tool. Seeing Ye Haodong and Baoli Gang not talking to each other, thinking they were newbies who had never been here before, he lightly coughed: "Hmph! Haven't come in before, huh? Don't know the rules, no problem, I can teach you guys, go ahead and say what brings you here?"

  Ye Haodong didn't make a sound, and Bao Ligang didn't speak either without his indication.

  The second vendor on the side couldn't bear it anymore and scolded: "Are you a cheap skull or what? Damn it, didn't you hear me asking you questions?"

  Ye Haodong finally spoke up, he indeed wanted to scold himself for being an idiot, knowing that these people were all foul-mouthed, what was he doing if not asking to be scolded.

  "Are you clumsy with your mouth but not with your hands?"

  Baoli Gang: "Didn't you tell me not to talk nonsense and act recklessly?"

  "Listen, after you get here, be careful and don't accidentally add a few years to your sentence, or else I'll have wasted my time accompanying you this whole time."

  Bao Li nodded: "Don't worry, I have a measure."

  Ye Haodong smiled and said, "I didn't let Guo Baokun give us a heads up mainly to appreciate this 'local flavor' again. If you have any killer moves, try them out on that cheap-mouthed kid from earlier, I especially love watching this."

  These two people completely ignored the six indigenous people in the house, talking to themselves as if no one else was present.

  Ye Haodong walked straight to the front of the big bed, with an expression that had a certain mysterious expectation, and said to the person at the westernmost end who was shaking his head: "Move in and sit down, this position is mine."

  "Did you write your name?"

  This kid really cooperated, Ye Haodong had imagined this scene countless times since he heard that he was going to Xiaogushan. He laughed triumphantly: "Damn it, let you open your eyes, this place really has my name written on it."

  The people in the courtyard are very superstitious, although many Chinese like to carve characters as souvenirs, but here carving their own names is unprecedented. In this regard, Ye Haodong's move more than two years ago can be said to be unprecedented. The little guy moved it a bit, and on the position where the pillow was placed, he actually carved a row of small words: "Ye Haodong's shop" Grand Hotel, accommodation charges, price reference Yanjing Kunlun Hotel Presidential Suite.

  No one in the room laughed, and for two years, Ye Haodong's notorious reputation on Gangcheng Road had spread like thunder. These people couldn't believe that the infamous number one thug of Xinguang District was just a teenager under twenty. Ye Haodong introduced himself, and they all found it hard to believe.

  Ye Haodong sat down in his own seat, and shouted: "Don't just stand there, do what you need to do! I've already sent a representative to 'get familiar with the local customs', it's that big black guy standing over there. You few come together and beat him up, even if you break him, I won't go find Old Guan to settle the score. But if you can't beat him, then you'll have to acknowledge my invention of 'local customs'." As he spoke, his hand pointed directly at that foul-mouthed second-in-command.

  The fight didn't happen after all, just as a few people were mustering up the courage to go over and try something. Guo Baokun's head appeared in the small window, growling: "What do you think you're doing? Looking for death? You don't even know who we are?"

  This old man is the local emperor here. The only privileged prisoner in No. 5 Yard, the "General Manager of Tobacco, Candy and Various Contraband Sales Company" in No. 5 Yard. For prisoners locked up here, Guo Baokun's words are like imperial decrees.

  Tou Pu hurriedly jumped down and walked up with a bow, asking: "Does Master Guo know these two brothers?"

  Guo Baokun ignored him and smiled at Ye Haodong: "I told you that the tattoo on your body is unlucky, but you didn't listen. Now you're in trouble again. Don't glare at me, it's Guan Ganbu who asked me to come over and tell me to unlock the shackles on your body. Jiang Da Zhengwei entrusted me with this task and said that if anything happens to you because of your mistakes, he will take full responsibility."

  Ye Haodong was delighted: "Come on, can't you come a bit later? I've just started, what a killjoy!"

  The door opened, and Guo Baokun took the hammer and chisel to remove the shackles from Ye Haodong's body. With a few clangs, the shackles were removed. Then he smiled and said, "You continue, I'm leaving, old brother."

  Ye Haodong said in a bad mood: "What's the point of continuing? If you want to leave, hurry up and go. No one is keeping you here for dinner."

  Guo Baokun walked out of the door and said as he locked it: "Don't eat dinner tonight, big brother has something good to treat you to."

  Yehao Dong burst out laughing: "No way, let's not get too specialized. If you really care about your brothers, just make sure everyone in this group gets a share."

  Guo Baokun walked away silently.

  Ye Haodong's identity was thoroughly exposed. The several original residents in cell No. 6 were so frightened that they didn't dare to speak, huddled in the corner, looking at each other in dismay.

  Ye Haodong gave Poli a signal with his eyes.

  Baoli pointed with one hand and said: "You come down, I'll give you two choices. One is to follow me and practice, if you can knock me down, then nothing will happen to you today."

  Erpiao Station looked at Boli's towering figure on the ground and asked timidly: "What about the other option?"

  Baoli just smiled: "Hao Dong Ge wants to see you drink water, anyway, today is a new person in the dormitory, someone has to drink water to make everyone happy, can't break the rules."

  Ye Haodong felt a chill listening to this, as Baoli was normally dull-mouthed like a scale weight, but now he had suddenly become the host here.

  The second servant bowed and scraped: "Newcomer Zhou Guangchun, sneaked in as a thief, has been here once before, please instruct, elder brother."

  Baoli Gang: "Then sit on the sofa."

  Ye Haodong hastily intercepted and asked Bao Ligang: "Do you know this?"

  Baoli felt disdained and puffed out his chest: "Who said that? I've learned a lot, just you wait and see."

  Bao Li Gang: "New prisoner Zhou Guangchun, the government has put us in here to be reformed, so we should thoroughly reform from our thoughts to our bodies. As a new person, I think your waist and abdomen as well as your hands and feet are not reformed enough. What do you think we should do?"

  Ye Haodong saw a new trick and became interested, staring at it with wide eyes.

  Zhou Guangchun is much more knowledgeable and experienced than Ye Haodong, this guy didn't waste any words, he suddenly flipped his body backwards, arched his waist into a bridge shape, with his hands and feet on the ground, striking a pose.

  Bao Li had just waited until he was almost exhausted before issuing a new order: "New prisoner Zhou Guangchun, apart from not meeting the physical reform requirements, you also need ideological reform. The sanitation on the ground is not up to standard, what do you think should be done?"

  Zhou Guangchun flipped over, fell to the ground, and used his body as a mop to scrub the floor. In no time, his clothes were dirty and his skin was scraped on his hands and ankles from the concrete floor.

  Ye Hao felt it was meaningless. He waved his hand: "Get up, and keep your mouth shut from now on."

  Zhou Guangchun stole a glance at Bao Lijiang and saw him nodding, then stood up.