At this time, Ma Lan looked at the female prison guard, slowly put down the magazine in her hand, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Xiao Lu, I'm not telling you, the magazines delivered in recent days are too boring. The stories in them are
It's rotten and vulgar, and it doesn't have any nutrition at all. Can't you give me a few copies of "Friends" to read?"
""Friends"?" The female prison guard was a native Chinese American, so she didn't know what "Friends" was at all, so she asked nervously: "Sister Lan, what is "Friends" you are talking about?"
Ma Lan said with an arrogant look: "Zhiyin is a very profound and highly literary Chinese magazine. It has been my favorite literary magazine for so many years. If it weren't for you Americans, we Chinese writers
I’m biased. The author of “Friends” has already won the Nobel Prize for Literature! It’s true that imperialism is determined to destroy me!”
The female prison guard said awkwardly: "Sister Lan, the Nobel Prize is not judged by us Americans, it is mainly done by the Swedes..."
Ma Lan frowned and asked, "Really? Why didn't I know?"
The female prison guard quickly introduced: "Because Nobel is a Swede... He donated money to get the Nobel Prize."
Ma Lan realized that she had lost her timidity and immediately snorted coldly: "So what? What about Sweden and Switzerland? Aren't you Americans controlling everything behind the scenes?"
The female prison guard hurriedly said: "Sister Lan, the Nobel Prize... really has nothing to do with the United States..."
Ma Lan said impatiently: "Oh, I won't talk nonsense to you. Quickly find a way to get a batch of "Friends" for me to take a look."
The female prison guard could only say respectfully: "Okay, Sister Lan, I will go and help you think of a solution right now!"
Ma Lan hummed, waved her hand and said, "Okay, you can go out."
The female prison guard nodded quickly and said, "Okay, Sister Lan, I'll go out first."
After the female prison guard left, a group of attentive female prisoners gathered around, and each one said in a flurry of words:
"Sister Lan, how are you resting?"
"Sister Lan, let's go to dinner with you!"
Ma Lan hummed, slowly sat up from the bed, and stretched lazily.
Then, she saw the submissive Chloe in the crowd.
That Chloe was the prison bully in the previous cell, and she had been trying every means to bully Ma Lan. Unfortunately, now in this cell, she had completely become the object of Ma Lan's venting.
When Ma Lan saw Chloe, she waved to her impatiently and said, "Come on, Chloe, I have something to do with you."
Chloe suddenly trembled nervously and asked respectfully: "Ms. Ma... what can I do for you?"
Ma Lan asked coldly: "Can't I call you if nothing happens?"
Chloe kept shaking her head and said: "If you can bark, of course you can. Chloe is at your disposal 24 hours a day..."
Ma Lan snorted disdainfully and said sternly: "You and Jessica are not going to eat at noon today. Stay here and wash and cool everyone's dirty clothes for me. Don't you dare to leave one piece unwashed or unwashed?"
If you are clean, I will slap you fifty times!!"
Chloe said in horror: "I...we just washed the sheets, quilts and pillowcases that everyone changed yesterday, and we washed them until twelve o'clock at night. Can you give us a break...
"
Ma Lan directly threw the reading material in her hand at Chloe's face, instantly smashing half of her face red, and then said coldly: "If you dare to bargain with me again, I will give up everyone's inner lake and bras from now on."