"Binzi, although the prison is not a good place, it is a serious job at least. Your Aunt Qiao said that the treatment is good there, with food, food and housing, and one day a week to visit relatives."
Listening to Li Suhua's 'nagging', Gao Bin couldn't help but laugh and said:
"Godmother, don't worry, others are afraid of those prisoners, but I'm not afraid."
"Go, I'm not asking you to fight. I'm telling you, Binzi, after you go, you have to..."
Li Suhua muttered, but Gao Bin felt comfortable listening to it. He had not experienced motherly love for a long time.
Zhou Bingkun interrupted and asked:
"Brother, aren't you afraid of those murderers? I heard that those people are extremely vicious and can do anything."
Gao Bin laughed:
"Okay, I didn't read the book in vain, and I also know how to use idioms."
"That's..."
As soon as Zhou Bingkun's neck stiffened, Li Suhua slapped him on the head:
"I'm sorry, you have the lowest academic level in our family, and you still have the nerve to show off."
"Mom, why did you hit me? My head was damaged by you." Zhou Bingkun was unhappy.
"Hey? You are my old son. Can't I beat you? Can't I beat you?"
While talking and taking action, it was of course impossible for Li Suhua to actually hit her. Of course, with her little strength, even if she did hit her, it wouldn't hurt.
Watching the mother and son fighting there, Gao Bin was somewhat envious.
After looking at it with a smile for a while, he said:
"Um...godmother, Bingkun, you guys should go to bed early. I'll go back to clean up and go to bed. I'll open a letter of introduction tomorrow and then report to the prison."
Upon hearing this, Li Suhua couldn't help but blush:
"Oh, it's great now, they're all gone."
"Mom, what are you doing? My brother isn't going somewhere far away. It only takes an hour from Kangjiazhuang to Guangnian. It's faster by bike. Besides, can't he come back every week?"
After all the trouble, Zhou Bingkun also really loved and cared for his mother. When he saw her wiping away her tears, he quickly spoke out to comfort her.
"Yes, godmother, I'm not going to the south, I'm still in Jichun City."
"That's right, remember that Bin, you have to come back every week, don't let your godmother worry about you!"
Li Suhua forced a smile and stepped forward to help Gao Bin pick up his clothes, not knowing how much dust was on them.
After all, Gao Bin is a later generation, and his way of expressing his feelings is more direct. He hugged Li Suhua and said softly:
"Godmother, don't worry. You and my godfather are the only two relatives I have in this world. When I make money in the future, I will definitely honor you."
Li Suhua couldn't stand such a violent expression, so she pushed subconsciously, but without any force, and reached out to touch Gao Bin's handsome face:
"My godmother doesn't need you to show filial piety. Just do well by yourself. By the way, I'll go back and offer incense sticks to your parents later, talk about this matter, and make them happy there."
Gao Bin nodded hard:
"Hey! I'll go back first, and Bingkun will take care of our mother."
Zhou Bingkun laughed naively:
"Don't worry, I'm at home."
Unknowingly, Gao Bin seemed to have completely integrated into the old Zhou family.
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The next day, Gao Bin got up early, burned incense for his parents, cleaned the house inside and out, took the luggage he packed last night and went next door to have breakfast.
In fact, there is not much luggage, just a few changes of clothes, and two photos, one is a family portrait of the Gao family, and the other is a family portrait of the old Zhou family.
"Binzi, you got up so early? The meal isn't ready yet."
Seeing Gao Bin push the door open and come in, Li Suhua said in surprise.
"What are you doing? I'm not hungry either. Where is Bingkun?"
"This brat is lazy, I'm going to wake him up."
"Stop calling godmother, let him sleep a little longer."
"That won't work. I have to take you to the station later."
"No, I'm not a child anymore. Just stay at home. When I settle down there, I'll take family leave and come back."
"Okay, then we agreed to come back once a week."
"Hey! It's agreed!"
Li Suhua then put away her worries and showed a loving smile.
"You sit down first. The meal will be ready soon. My godmother will give you a spoonful of sugar. It will be warm and sweet. I wish you all the best."
Gao Bin smiled and responded without saying a word of rejection. This was Li Suhua's love and he couldn't refuse!
After breakfast, Gao Bin formally bid farewell to Li Suhua, said hello to Zhou Bingkun who had just woken up, and then embarked on the journey alone.
First, I went to the street to get a letter of introduction, and then spent 5 cents to take the bus to Kangjiazhuang.
To be precise, the station is located near Kangjiazhuang, but it is still quite a distance from the prison, more than 20 minutes' walk.
Gao Bin calculated the time and found that it took a total of 1 hour and 12 minutes from coming out of the street to arriving at the prison gate. If the current transportation system was not developed enough, the distance could be greatly shortened.
However, the prison provides food and housing, so you don’t have to rush every day, so the distance is really nothing.
Standing outside the gate of this brand-new prison, Gao Bin's scalp felt numb.
He thought it was very different from the prison he saw in his previous life, but when he stood here, he couldn't help but greet this era with impolite words.
Is this a prison? Have you ever seen a prison surrounded by fences and wooden piles?
The fortifications in the Shanzhai village in Shuibo Liangshan are probably many times better than here, right?
If it weren't for the Jichun City No. 2 Prison printed in black and white on the side of the gate, Gao Bin would have thought he was going the wrong way.
"Comrade, this is a prison area, please don't disturb anyone else."
Needless to say, the guard responsible for guarding the prison is still very responsible. Seeing that he is wearing a military uniform, carrying a long gun, and full of energy, he might be an active soldier.
Gao Bin didn't dare to talk nonsense and quickly took out the introduction channel:
"Hello, comrade, I am a newcomer reporting in the prison. This is my letter of introduction."
When the guard heard that it was a newcomer, his eyes softened slightly, but he did not accept the letter of introduction. He pointed at the guard and said:
"Go and register first, then go in through the small door. Don't look around, don't walk around, and go to the administrative department to complete the entry procedures."
After saying that, he turned around and went back to stand guard. Gao Bin took a breath and suppressed all the questions he had. He would wait until he got inside to find someone to ask.
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I said the same thing to the concierge, signed in, and finally entered this area that seems quite mysterious to outsiders.
After coming in, Gao Bin realized that he might have overthought it. The fence-walled farm he just saw outside was probably just a part of the prison, and there was something going on inside.
The prison is located in a mountain nest, surrounded by mountains on three sides. The outermost part is a labor camp, where prisoners undergo labor reform, and at the same time, they can relax and look at the sky.
Three bungalows in a row serve as a separation to separate the farm and the prison area. Behind the three bungalows is the real prison.
Only when you enter here can you come into contact with the core of the second prison. The strict and cold atmosphere rushes into your face, and it feels like the temperature around you has dropped by two degrees out of thin air.
Gao Bin kept the guard's instructions in mind and did not dare to look around after entering from the small door. He walked forward along the narrow passage that could only accommodate two people side by side and entered the one on the right of the three bungalows. This is a reception desk.
On weekdays, anyone who comes to visit the prison must register here, wait for notification, and wait for the prison to arrange the procedures before they can go to the visiting room.
Gao Bin once again used the rhetoric at the door and handed over the letter of introduction. The middle-aged man in charge of reception looked at Gao Bin, then looked down at the letter, then nodded and said:
"I received a notice saying that there are new people reporting today, and you are one of them."
Gao Bin smiled. There was no need for him to answer the question at this time. He just explained the situation casually.
He handed him a card similar to a work permit and pointed inside:
"Enter the prison area through that door. On the right hand side of the second floor of Building 1, the Personnel Department reports to Section Chief Fan. He will arrange everything."
"Thank you, comrade."
Gao Bin responded, took back the letter of introduction, took the card, and continued walking inside.
Gao Bin felt that these levels were very novel. He had never experienced them in several lifetimes, and he did not find them troublesome at all.
In his opinion, there is nothing wrong with making the prison complex.
It is still a narrow passage made of wooden piles. After passing through an open space, you enter Building 1.
Corresponding to the three bungalows, there are also three brick buildings behind them, standing parallel and not connected to each other. Building No. 1 is located in the middle, where the administrative offices are located.
I didn't see any patrolling prison guards along the way. They were probably guarding the prisoners in the prison area at the moment. Instead, I could vaguely see the guards hidden in the towers halfway up the mountain.
Gao Bin was thinking about what the prison was formerly used for. Maybe it was also a military fortress.
Forget it, this is not a question he should think about, adjust his thoughts and enter Building 1.
The security here is indeed much stricter. As soon as you enter the door, there are four guards standing facing each other.
The man near the door saw him, and stretched out his hand to stop him:
"Comrade, please show me your card."
Gao Bin took it out and showed it, and the other party put down his hand:
"Please come in."
Although their stance is incomparable to those of later generations of soldiers who have gone through rigorous military training, it can still be seen that they are well-trained, at least capable of shooting when encountering a situation.
The further he walked, the more he felt that he was in the right place, and Gao Bin's mind came to life.
Not daring to look at the slightly busy staff, I went directly to the second floor, followed the instructions to find the Human Resources Department, knocked on the door, waited for a while, heard a sound inside, and then opened the door and went in.
"Excuse me, is Section Chief Fan here?"
Gao Bin looked at a young man and asked.
"Are you a newcomer here to report? Section Chief Fan has gone to get hot water. Please wait a moment."
The other party had no intention of receiving him, so Gao Bin stopped saying anything and stood patiently at the door against the wall.
After a while, I heard footsteps. It should be Section Chief Fan who is back:
"Eh? You are..."
The other party immediately saw Gao Bin standing at the door.
"Chief Fan, my name is Gao Bin. I am the new person reporting here today. This is my letter of introduction."
Gao Bin briefly explained his purpose.
The fat Section Chief Fan nodded immediately:
"I know you, the director of your sub-district office has called me, and I have to thank her for her support of our work."
Section Chief Fan spoke in an official tone and walked in by himself.
Gao Bin hesitated for a moment and followed behind.
The office of the Human Resources Department is not big, only about 20 square meters. Section Chief Fan occupies a corner alone. His desk is also the largest, and there is a cabinet full of files behind him.
In addition, there are four desks, but only the young man I saw before is working.
"Haha, sit down, our second prison is in dire straits right now, and all departments are short of manpower."
Gao Bin nodded to express his understanding. This kind of special department is really not accessible to anyone who wants to. If he hadn't been lucky enough to catch up, coupled with his high school education, he might not have been able to get his turn.
It is worth mentioning that when Gao Jianye died after complaining that he was wronged, the relevant departments also confirmed that it was an accident!
Accidents are accidents. People cannot be resurrected after death. There is no other way to explain it except to give a small amount of compensation.
Gao Bin thought, if it weren't for this history, it wouldn't be so easy for him to work in prison.
It is estimated that after the leaders of the relevant departments knew about his background, they compensated him in this way.
No need to say more, just take care of what you have come. Anyway, this Gao Bin is not that Gao Bin, he values the future more.
"I heard your director said you have a good hand?" Section Chief Fan suddenly asked.
Gao Bin couldn't help but feel embarrassed, scratched his head, and said helplessly:
"When I was young, I often got into trouble, but I rarely do anything these years."
Section Chief Fan laughed:
"Don't worry, if you are a weak scholar, I may not necessarily think highly of you. The prison unit is very special, and it values a person's bloodiness more."
Gao Bin felt relieved:
"Don't worry, I'm not afraid of trouble!"
"That's good. Your file has been taken out from the school and will be re-filed in our prison. As for the specific work..."
Section Chief Fan made a long note and raised his eyelids, obviously wanting to hear Gao Bin's thoughts.
At this time, even if you have ideas, you have to hold them back:
"I will absolutely obey the organization's arrangements."
Although I have just come into contact with him, Section Chief Fan should have been in the military. Even though he is now fatter, his vigorous and resolute style is still there.
After hearing Gao Bin's crisp answer, I couldn't help but glance at him.
"Okay, young man is sensible, so let's go directly to the prison administration. I just met Lao Lu from the second prison area, and he complained to me about the lack of manpower."
Gao Bin didn't know who Lao Lu was, so he could only smile and echo:
"Thank you, Section Chief Fan, for the arrangement."
It stands to reason that he should show off at this time, but Gao Bin has just arrived and can't control Section Chief Fan's temper. In addition, there is a young man in the office. He only prepared a box of cigarettes, and it doesn't look good when he takes it out.<
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"Okay, I have no problem here. You go to the logistics department to get your clothes. When it comes to the specific work in the Second Ward, Lao Lu will arrange it for you."
This era is so simple and crude. There are no assessments or tests. A letter of introduction can travel all over the world without fear.
Of course, Gao Bin knew that the job would not be that simple, otherwise wouldn’t anyone be able to do it?
Asking the young man to help lead the way, Section Chief Fan picked up the water glass and saw off the guests.
The young man looked taciturn and didn't want to talk much. The logistics staff led him to the end of the first floor and then left.
Gao Bin had no choice but to ask the logistics staff how to get to the Second Ward.
I don’t know if it’s because I didn’t say anything, but I didn’t even show off when I took the job. I had to figure it out all by myself. This Section Chief Fan is a bit interesting.
Gao Bin did not rush to make a judgment and received two sets of clothes, blue pants, green top, green hat, plus a belt, and by the way, there was also a black baton and two pairs of green rubber shoes.
The style is very old. Gao Bin, who is used to new era uniforms, really can't accept this retro style, especially the cuckold, it's really...