He stared at Banner until he couldn't help but smile: "Excuse me, Mr. Warden—what do you want?"
Zhang Dianyu coughed.
He wanted to induce Banner to ask questions, but he underestimated him. Perhaps it was because Banner was so obedient to him during this period that Zhang Dianyu almost forgot that he and Hulk were the same person.
"I want you...to do some renovations." Zhang Dianyu glanced at him, "Are you interested?"
The smile on Banner's face was gradually replaced by confusion.
"furnish… ?"
The efficiency of the construction team in the prison is well known. Do you need him who has no "superpowers" to help here
What's more, he never thought Hulk was a superpower.
To him, Hulk is more like a disease.
Actually Banner never thought he should serve time in prison, but think about it another way - the warden doesn't see him as a monster, and there is a cure for his "disease".
He is a patient, and this is his sanatorium.
Zhang Dianyu saw Banner's doubts, and coughed a little: "It's a subsidy order from the real estate brokerage company, and you need to take the construction team out for a run—you know, the current financial situation of the prison is not optimistic. Tried to fulfill several orders from this company and looks like a good long term business."
Banner: "..."
He was a little bit embarrassed, but during the half day he was acting as the governor's affairs, he did feel the difficulty in funding, and he could understand how urgent the governor was in raising funds.
But... he still couldn't agree.
Banner took a deep breath: "I'm sorry, Mr. Warden, I don't think I should leave the prison."
Zhang Dianyu was not surprised.
"Why?" he asked intentionally, "You can't control the Hulk, or does Ross think you can't control him?"
"It's 'it,' Mr. Warden." Banner replied quickly, as if the matter concerned him very much, "it's not... a human being, it's me, but when it's here, I'm cannot exist."
Zhang Dianyu blinked.
If he hadn't known that Hulk would become a superhero, it would be difficult for him to trust the green pothead humanoid self-propelled tank.
But Banner is right, Hulk and him are one person, they are both kind in nature-but Hulk was born with anger, and he has been rejected since he showed up, so he has only learned to "smash" .
"Smashing" is not a bad thing, Zhang Dianyu thought, wouldn't that save all the money to buy a hammer
Although one or two tool kits are not worth mentioning for prison water, good managers will not waste a penny. Why not use ready-made wall smashers
Besides, Banner will one day realize that he and the Hulk are inseparable, and neither can get rid of each other.
Zhang Dianyu raised his hand and paused in mid-air for a moment before he patted Banner on the shoulder: "But you know, I trust you."
Banner had a complicated look on his face.
In his short assistant career, after seeing all kinds of operations of Mr. Warden, it is really difficult for him to judge whether the words of the warden are true or not-but the warden only has this prison in his heart besides Sikestone , he could see it.
"I... I need to think about it." Banner's refusal turned into hesitation again, which annoyed him.
Zhang Dianyu heaved a sigh of relief. Now that Banner has begun to waver, he, the contractor, will be stable.
As for assistants—the original warden had no assistants anyway.
Zhang Dianyu deeply forgot about Banner: "I know who you are, but sometimes I think you don't know. But all you need to do is..." He lightly tapped Banner's chest, "— Follow your heart."
Banner stared at him blankly. Zhang Dianyu smiled slightly, left the assistant room and returned to the office.
Even seven doctorates can't change that Banner is a soft-hearted and honest man-even if he can guess everything, he still has to obediently smash the wall.
Besides, what Zhang Dianyu wants is not the Hulk, but a contractor. This fast company subsidy order made him gradually realize the fact that since there is a prison engineering team, it is better to form a real engineering team to go out and take over projects to generate income.
By the way, it can also increase points for prisoners who participate in hard labor, and if they are successfully released, they can also receive a government subsidy reward.
That reward has been increased from an initial $3,000 to $30,000 after a jail rating of 1 is achieved.
He has been stuck in this game for a long time, and gradually began to have a little curiosity about the game world he is in.
After Sike Stone's funeral next weekend, he'll just drop by to see it.
For the Fast Real Estate Agency, he thought it was just a label for subsidizing missions, just like Batman and Iron Man, they rely on this game to exist.
But in fact it doesn't seem to be the case.
He has already searched for this company on the Internet, and its information seems to be readily available. He even looked up the address on the website and saw its aerial view through a satellite map.
As if it were real.
As for Iron Man and Batman, who most often haunt prisons, these two rich superheroes are entertainment headlines on TV every day. And the people who appear in the lace news - their information is also real.
Even the family members and lawyers who came to visit the prison even lived in Untitled Town, instead of the tool people who appeared on the edge of the map at 8 o'clock every morning-although they didn't look very normal.
Zhang Dianyu gradually developed a feeling that he might not be able to leave the game.
Zhang Dianyu looked at the only window in the office, and didn't even notice that the Warren guard knocked on the door and came in. It wasn't until the dinner plate lightly touched the table that Zhang Dianyu came back to his senses.
"..."
He didn't know whether to be relieved or annoyed—the pixel guards in the prison mostly didn't knock, but neither did they knock on the door and push it in without a response.
He felt that Varen was gradually becoming a new species in the prison.
"Is Lecter outside?" Zhang Dianyu asked suddenly.
"Yes, sir." Warren replied salutingly, "Guard Hall is with him."
Zhang Dianyu nodded, hesitated for a moment: "Tell him to come in."
"Yes, sir." Varen walked out.
Lecter was just outside the door. A few seconds later, a man in gray and white prison uniform stood in front of Zhang Dianyu.
The color of his prison uniform meant he was a mentally ill criminal, but he was also a psychiatrist.
There was a guard standing on the left and right of Lecter, but he didn't seem to be affected. He smiled and looked behind the desk: "Mr. Warden finally wants to see me?"
"I just want to ask you how many criminals with mental abnormalities have been found in prison." Zhang Dianyu said with a blank expression, "It has been a few days, Doctor Lecter, if there is still no progress, then you are outside the confinement room. What's the difference?"
"It's not optimistic at the moment, my Mr. Warden." Lecter didn't care. "There are currently 154 prisoners in the prison, and 78 of them may be mentally unhealthy due to excessive pressure."
Zhang Dianyu raised his eyebrows abruptly, almost blurting out "impossible".
Could it be the kale and spinach causing the problem
"Mr. Warden, you seemed to be looking at that window before I came in." Lecter said softly.
Zhang Dianyu was noncommittal, and his face was cloudy and uncertain.
"For many prisoners, a window can bring more than just a little light." Lecter secretly examined Mr. Warden's thoughtful expression, "It also means a breath from the real world , what do you think?"
Zhang Dianyu's gaze fell back to the only window in the prison.
"What does Mr. Warden think of this window?"
Lecter's quiet voice slowly entered Zhang Dianyu's ears, causing him to frown slightly, and slowly cleared his throat: "In my opinion, it's unnecessary."
Lecter laughed when he heard that.
This smile made Zhang Dianyu feel a little uncomfortable. He was telling the truth this time, whether there was a window or not, there was no difference on the map.
As for his own feelings - if he felt that this window was very important, there would not be four walls in the bedroom.
But since this is the case, after the new order from the real estate brokerage company is completed, it may be possible to use slightly more generous prison assets to install a few windows in the prisoner's dormitory to see the effect.
Zhang Dianyu glanced at Lecter, but didn't tell him to leave immediately.
Lecter smiled slightly: "Is there anything else Mr. Warden wants to tell me?"
Zhang Dianyu: "..."
This feeling of being seen through is very uncomfortable.
He looked up at Lecter with an indifferent expression: "No."
Although there would have been.
Lecter casually glanced at the cactus next to the sofa: "I heard that Mr. Warden was stabbed by it... I happen to know how to cook a cactus, Mr. Warden, would you like to try it?"
Zhang Dianyu: "?"
This ogre actually took a fancy to his cactus? And hasn't he been locked in the confinement room all the time, isn't the news a bit too well-informed
Zhang Dianyu met Lecter's meaningful gaze: "If I were you, I wouldn't try to ask around—is the padded cell still spacious, Dr. Lecter?"
Lecter spread his hands: "For three people, it's not particularly spacious."
Zhang Dianyu slowly made a question mark.
... What kind of tiger-wolf word is this
But he really didn't pay attention to what happened to his guards when they were guarding the prisoners.
Even if the pixel guards look like they don't have a high IQ, wouldn't they all be crowded in the cell and stare at the prisoners sleeping
Zhang Dianyu's eyes slowly moved to the small courtyard where the prisoner was transferred to receive the cell, and found two people sitting side by side on Killer Crocodile's bed, chatting in a proper manner.
The other person, of course, was his guard, Adams.
Not far away, Professor Lizard was lying in a corner reading a book, but Zhang Dianyu knew he was faking it, because bubbles of curiosity kept popping up on his head.
So the real reason for his success with Killer Crocodile is because he wants to read gossip
Zhang Dianyu: "..."
Lecter and the two guards left.
There was silence in the warden's office. Zhang Dianyu stared at the window for a while, and decided to let the workers move it to the cell of Killer Crocodile and Professor Lizard.
In order to prevent the two sewer creatures from having some strange ideas, they can spend more time in the sun if they have nothing to do.
Banner finally took the initiative to knock on the door of the warden's office when dinner was approaching, but as soon as he stepped into the office, he was shocked by the big hole in the wall and forgot what he wanted to say.
He thought for a long time, then turned to the warden who was looking through the documents behind the desk with difficulty: "This... is a hole in your office wall, Mr. Warden?"
He had already seen the prisoners who were about to go to the mess hall looking around the hole.
Fortunately, Zhang Dianyu had already prepared for this.
After the number of people gathered reached a certain level, the guards with guns guarding the side fired three warning shots into the sky, scaring the prisoners to scatter.
Banner's neck seemed a little stiff.
Zhang Dianyu nodded somewhat reservedly: "Yes, there is a hole." After thinking for a while, he added meaningfully to Banner: "The sunset is beautiful."
Banner: "...?"
In fact, of course, because of the current shortage of funds and the sunny weather in California, Zhang Dianyu does not intend to waste money repairing the hole left by this window.
Waiting for this week's renovation orders to be completed - and the construction team can pull back the remaining bricks, just in time.
Shame on waste!