PRI Chapter 28: The VIP Cell Concept

James left the office with excitement.

Perhaps seeing the hope of reorganizing a squad and living an exciting gunfight life again, his steps seemed much lighter.

After he left, Lind pondered what Angelina's wish task might be.

Unfortunately, the system didn't give a clear answer.

But it wasn't without solutions. Among the pending tasks for upgrading to an E-level prison, the reward for achieving maximum loyalty from 10 employees was unlocking the employee wish column.

He hadn't been clear what this thing was before, but now he could see that this reward was important enough to rank second after the fully automatic bullet production line.

He was already looking forward to the effect when James's loyalty reached maximum value.

...

That evening, James requested leave from Lind.

He had already called his teammates, but to explain things clearly, he still needed to meet face-to-face, so he had to make a trip to Houston to meet with his teammates.

Lind immediately granted him leave and told him to go and return quickly.

Shortly after James left the prison, several guards came to Lind's office requesting to resign.

"Why?" Lind asked, looking at these three guards whose loyalty had suddenly dropped to 20.

"Warden, because I still need to earn money to support my family, I don't want to become disabled," the lead guard answered his confusion.

"Alright, then I wish you find better jobs."

Lind didn't say much more and directly called HR Mary over to process their paperwork.

These people were all guards recruited by George under Old Edward, and they didn't have much value worth retaining anyway.

Now that they were leaving, it wasn't too bad.

It was better than being threatened by gangs and directly betraying the prison.

However, with their departure, the prison's guard personnel became somewhat tight.

Lind had to call Andy over and tell him to have all guards work in two shifts while keeping a close eye on the other guards and prisoners.

Until James returned with his teammates.

The next day.

Lind stood by the window, watching two armed guards at the gate welcome a brand-new BMW X5 from late 1999 into the prison.

Ten minutes later.

"Hey! Lind!" Jimmy Foster, wearing a flashy red coat with slicked-back hair, rushed over to hug Lind when he saw him.

"Good buddy, long time no see!"

"Long time no see." Lind patted his shoulder and laughed, "Why are you so late?"

"Don't mention it, I was betrayed by someone and almost got caught by my dad!" Jimmy still felt angry talking about this.

"So your dad still hasn't forgiven you?"

"Of course not. It doesn't matter, it'll be fine when the old man dies. Then everything of his will be mine."

What filial piety.

Lind grimaced, feeling that this guy's moral boundaries were truly unfathomable.

"What about you, buddy? I heard your dad died too and only left you this prison. Can you make money from it?"

Jimmy didn't care at all whether Lind might be sad about this remark, he was just curious about how much money he could make.

Clearly, their usual exchanges must have included plenty of complaints about their fathers.

Lind raised his eyebrows, "Of course I can make money, otherwise why would I stay in this godforsaken place."

"What about later? You won't stay here forever, will you? This place doesn't even have a pretty girl!"

As they talked, the two walked into the office, just in time to see Angelina crouched by the coffee table decanting red wine.

She was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, revealing her fair arms and elegant swan neck.

The bounty on her chest appeared even more ample due to her crouching posture, almost bursting the buttons.

Her crossed legs under the pencil skirt were wrapped in sheer black stockings, making her long legs look even more outstanding.

Jimmy couldn't help but whistle, looking at Lind with an expression that all men understood, "No wonder you don't want to come to Houston to find me."

"Don't misunderstand, she's just my secretary," Lind sat on the sofa and explained.

"Come on." Jimmy pouted, watching Angelina's figure as she turned to leave, "When I was little, I also thought my dad's secretary was a proper secretary, until later she seduced me into bed."

"So now you're no longer satisfied with your dad's secretary?" Lind teased.

Jimmy shrugged, "You know, I like mature women. I simply can't refuse them at all."

This was indeed true.

The Jimmy in Lind's memory was a real lady-killer. Since knowing him, he didn't know how many wealthy men he had cuckolded.

If it weren't for his father protecting him, his personality would have gotten him killed long ago.

"So now you're also facing the punishment of impulse. How long are you planning to stay here?"

"About a month. After I get bored here, I plan to travel abroad for a while."

Jimmy grinned, "I've already made an appointment with a little starlet. She'll only have time after finishing filming this month."

"A little starlet over 40?"

"You know what I mean. By the way, show me around first. I've never been inside a prison."

"Let's go."

Lind took Jimmy on a tour around the prison.

When seeing the prison blocks, Jimmy was full of curiosity and asked many questions about how prisoners should live.

When seeing the factory, Jimmy looked surprised because he heard Lind say that a pair of headphones cost no more than 5 dollars to make but sold for as much as 15 dollars.

He quickly did the math in his head and concluded that Border Prison could earn millions of dollars annually just from headphones.

But this was only the first step in Lind's plan. After all, the factory was large and still had much space waiting to be utilized.

After seeing the entire prison, Jimmy couldn't help but think more highly of his drinking buddy Lind.

He hadn't expected this dissolute guy to be a business genius!

Thinking of this, he also eagerly offered Lind advice.

"Lind, I think your prison urgently needs a plan right now."

"A plan?"

"Yes! Look, all the prisoners live in the same place. How can you tell their status apart!"

Jimmy suggested enthusiastically, "Why not establish a VIP cell area specifically for wealthy criminals?"

Lind blinked, "Go on."

"Concentrate the wealthy criminals together, provide them with entertainment facilities, high-end gyms, bars, even women. Let them spend money in prison. Wouldn't that make money!"

Lind nodded. Having knowledge of America's absurd prison operations, he was naturally well-versed in differential treatment.

However, the prison currently didn't have many prisoners, and no financial criminals or truly wealthy guys had been brought in, so even if he created VIP cells, no one could afford to pay for them.

But he was already laying the groundwork for this step.

The current fee system was a kind of pilot program.

However...

"But I can't possibly hire so many service staff, and guards should absolutely never provide services to prisoners just for money."

This was Lind's biggest concern.

If guards could directly take money to provide services, the prison would sooner or later become a playground for wealthy prisoners.

However, after hearing this, Jimmy blinked and said something.

"Then why don't you have ordinary prisoners serve the VIP prisoners?"

Holy shit, genius!

Lind's eyes immediately lit up.

As expected from the son of an old American capitalist, his thinking was truly authentic!

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