Zhang Dianyu thought of the inexhaustible resources of Stark Industries, presumably the candidates recommended by Stark must be very professional and have professionalism.
He didn't mean that Natasha was not professional enough, but she was obviously more professional as a spy. Zhang Dianyu didn't want his every move to be pointed out by Fury on the big screen with an analysis team.
Thinking about this scene, I feel very perverted.
But Fury looked very skilled at first glance.
While Zhang Dianyu was slandering Fu Rui, Mr. Director, who was always stern, was also looking at the young warden. Unlike most of the wardens he has come into contact with, this one is not like the bald, sleek middle-aged government officials with shy stomachs in state prisons, nor is he like the experienced and capable senior agents in the four major prisons belonging to S.H.I.E.L.D. He has a casual attitude towards most things, and the shirt under the cuffs of the suit even has a few vague bloodstains.
It seems to be unkempt, and it seems to be demonstrating.
Fury sneered inwardly.
The eyes of the two people met in the air, and then each showed a hypocritical smirk, and extended their right hands for a brief shake.
"Pleasant cooperation, Mr. Warden."
"Pleasant cooperation, Mr. Fury."
It took only a minute for Natasha's personal belongings to be sorted into the cardboard box, and the handover of tasks—maybe only a second.
Zhang Dianyu clicked on the employee panel, right-clicked on the menu, and fired.
Miss Chaoying, the spy, is free again.
Zhang Dianyu met her eyes and smiled brightly: "Shall I treat you to lunch?"
Thinking of the mortuary table in the cafeteria, the pace of leaving was a little quickened.
Zhang Dianyu bid farewell to these NPCs who gave money and resources with a smile.
Tomorrow, the new assistant introduced by Stark will come for an interview. In the rest of today, Zhang Dianyu decided to give the prison a small renovation.
Lay the groundwork for future major renovation plans.
He tore down the communal area in the cafeteria and connected it with the detention cells, creating a large detention area directly.
This is to welcome more prisoners.
Prisons get a one-time payment from the government for each prisoner they take in, and recurring payments over time.
The prison is responsible for the food, clothing, lodging, education and reformation of the prisoners, all of which Zhang Dianyu deserves.
He intends to start by taking twice as many inmates as there are currently, and keeping them in the holding cells for the time being.
Expansion is necessary. This detention cell must accommodate more than a hundred people for a short period of time. At least a place to stay should be left for the prisoners, otherwise they will have friction and fight in a few minutes.
Then it's time for free fire.
Zhang Dianyu was tired of hearing the sound of alarms and gunfire.
But in any case, the conditions in the detention cells are definitely not as good as those in the big dormitories—single dormitories are still in the distant future, and there may not be many prisoners who will survive to that time—so there will always be prisoners who are dissatisfied and will fight , and finally lay in a pool of blood recalling his short life that endangered society.
So Zhang Dianyu put the mortuary tables that had nowhere to be placed directly in the detention cell, so that the guards would not have to travel long distances to transport the corpses, so let's just store them on the spot.
As soon as tomorrow's prisoners arrive, he will have the money to buy the adjacent land, and then start to really expand the prison.
The only way to make money is to take more prisoners, so that you can continue to receive more payments.
Then it is necessary to buy land and build new prisoner dormitories.
Don’t even think about a single cell—each prisoner needs a 2x3 area for activities, plus public showers and corridors, Zhang Dianyu feels heartbroken when he thinks about it.
He had been kind enough not to let these prisoners squat on benches in their holding cells until they got out.
Of course, light criminals are fine. As for serious criminals, judging from the sentence, few of them can survive to be released from prison. But if they behaved well and the parole officer approved their application, they could be released early.
A prisoner released from prison can bring Zhang Dianyu a reward of 3,000 yuan, otherwise why would he spend money on drug rehabilitation, psychological counseling, and learning skills for these people.
It's a pity that these wastes always fail the courses, which makes Zhang Dianyu very heartbroken (his money).
After explaining the details of the small renovation to the foreman, Zhang Dianyu thought about it, and then asked if there was a wardrobe and a change of clothes.
His shirt was also stained with blood, which seemed to be detrimental to the liberal and democratic spirit of the prison.
Besides, even the prisoners have their prison uniforms, why doesn't he, the warden, have them.
There's no wardrobe in the menu bar, but maybe the almighty engineering team has a way
Sure enough, the foreman nodded without thinking, and then the amazingly efficient engineering team moved a wardrobe for him.
The workers were then blocked at the door.
Because there is really no place to put things in the office.
Zhang Dianyu had to ask the engineering team to move the pool table to the courtyard—because the canteen is also being remodeled now, and most of it will soon become a detention cell—and then moved the game console to the staff lounge.
To be honest, Zhang Dianyu didn't want to see the game in the short term.
This game is really troublesome and long, and he still doesn't know where to quit.
After the engineering team left, Zhang Dianyu looked at his office again.
Feeling a little bleak.
There were no windows installed, and there was no distinction between day and night in the room, with sundries piled up all over the floor, and a pot of extremely lush cactus that was ready to kill him at any time.
Sooner or later he will have to deal with this cactus.
When the closet was first installed, it was still empty, but soon it was the working hours of the laundry room, and the prisoners who had been assigned to work in prison sent several boxes of new clothes to hang in the closet, and planned to take away the laundry.
Zhang Dianyu: "Don't stare at me, I won't take it off on the spot, get out of here."
The stupid prisoner left the warden's office.
Zhang Dianyu opened the closet and found that there were indeed a row of gray suits and neatly tied red ties inside.
While thinking about why he had to dress so hotly, he went to the bathroom next to him and took a simple shower.
After dinner, Zhang Dianyu went to inspect the reformed detention cell. Judging from the progress of the project, there should be no problem in completing the project the next day, and the prisoners who will be accepted tomorrow have already been arranged. He returned to sleep in the dark room behind the assistant's office with peace of mind.
Early the next morning, he waited refreshedly for the assistant who came for the interview, but his face darkened the moment the other person pushed the door open.
"First... sir, is this the warden's office?"
A little head with messy brown hair asked cautiously with an uneasy expression.
Zhang Dianyu has already opened the game panel, and a line of name is displayed at the foot of the villain opposite him on the map, Peter Parker.
Is this what capitalists are? Is this child underage
Even if Stark wants to arrange for someone of his own to come and monitor him, he has to be one!
"Sir, I'm the new intern Peter Parker." The boy looked at the layout in the office and swallowed.
Zhang Dianyu thought about it slowly.
Interns... need a salary