If it were heavy labor like moving bricks or working on a construction site, he wouldn’t be able to endure it.
"That’s right. The labor you will participate in is mainly community service, such as picking up trash in public places, clearing weeds, and volunteering at nursing hos." On the phone, the community corrections staff mber continued, "When you report to the Judicial Affairs Office, soone will organize your labor. Each month, you’ll also need to transcribe the ’Civil Code’ to commit the laws and regulations to mory. You should be able to complete the transcription of the ’Civil Code’ within five years."
Jiang Siping swallowed nervously. His expression darkened further. This probation... it was far from as simple as he had thought.
"Additionally, we will call you every day. You need to keep your phone line open and promptly report your activities and situation for the day."
"Co to the community office tomorrow to collect your electronic bracelet and complete the admission procedures for correction. For the next five years, unless there are exceptional circumstances, you must wear this bracelet at all tis."
"I will shortly send you the designated area you are permitted to move within. For these five years, you must stay within this area and are prohibited from leaving without authorization."
"If special circumstances arise, you must apply to the community for approval in advance."
"Lastly, during the correctional period, you must not engage in any criminal activities. The cumulative number of illegal acts must not exceed three; otherwise..."
Twenty minutes later, the community corrections staff mber finally finished explaining all the rules and reminded Jiang Siping that he needed to go to the community office the next day to complete the admission procedures.
After Jiang Siping heard all this, he fell silent. So *this* is what probation is like. How the hell is this any different from being imprisoned? Daily check-up calls, mandatory reporting of his whereabouts, confinent to the local area, regular study sessions, and the need for ’ideological elevation’...
RING RING RING—
Suddenly, a cell phone rang again in the room.
Jiang Siping, his face livid, instinctively glanced at his own phone, but he found it wasn’t his phone ringing; it was his wife’s.
"It’s Mr. Wang calling," his wife frowned slightly and murmured. Mr. Wang was her superior. After learning that the school was holding a eting to discuss how to handle Jiang Siping’s matter, she had sent Mr. Wang a private ssage, hoping to find out what was going on.
Once the call connected, Mr. Wang’s voice ca through: "Hello? Xiao Zhao, regarding Jiang Siping’s matter... it’s had a very negative impact. The school leadership is furious and has decided to handle it severely. So leaders also feel that supporting parents is the responsibility of both spouses and are considering advising you to resign."
"For a teacher, a role model, to abandon their parents—it’s an egregious act."
"But I spoke up for you at the eting. Even though you are married, you’re not the one who was sentenced, so your job... should be secure." At this point, Mr. Wang sighed. "If you still want to pursue a career in teaching, I suggest you consider divorcing him soon."
"Being mixed up with Jiang Siping, all the gossip—it’s not good for you either."
"That’s all I have to say; the rest is up to you."
After a brief communication, the call was hung up.
Jiang Siping, anwhile, was shaking with fury and slamd his hand hard on the table. The call had been on speakerphone, so he had heard everything clearly!
Although they hadn’t specified the exact asures, it was highly likely he was dood. And his wife’s job... had also been on the line.
This Mr. Wang was even suggesting they get a divorce! It was like adding insult to injury!
"Siping, this... this matter..." his wife said, putting down her phone and slowly lowering her head. Her eyes flickered several tis; she seed hesitant to speak.
"Don’t worry," Jiang Siping patted his wife’s shoulder and said through clenched teeth. "I’ll try to pull so strings again, see if there’s still... any hope of salvaging this."
After he spoke, the two of them sat facing each other, both falling silent.
Now that things had co to this... it seed beyond the help of even the gods.
...
「Mountain and Water Garden District.」
After work, Qin Mu returned ho, had dinner, and then went into the study. He finished recording the latest video and published it on Little Station.
An hour later, the video successfully exceeded one hundred thousand views and began to grow exponentially. The exposure was astonishing. The 2,000 points of luck once again worked wonders, invisibly influencing the growth of the video’s view count. The number of plays, likes, shares, and comnts on his video were skyrocketing.
The only pity was that not a single comnt discussing the issue of parental support could be seen in the video’s comnt section. These netizens had all learned to feign ignorance, posting all sorts of unrelated comnts.
I’d better check the forum, Qin Mu thought with a wry smile. He quietly opened the forum and logged into his fan base’s hub.
Compared to the civility and harmony of the comnt section, the forum was bustling with activity. Traffic was surging in all three major sections. Every so often, new mbers joined the forum, seeking wisdom from the forum’s veterans.
"Just arrived! Never expected UP’s fans were all hiding here. Finally found the headquarters!"
"Joining our forum, what should I be aware of? Should I submit a resu or a case history?"
"To all new mbers: A crucial ssage, repeated three tis: Never let UP discover our forum! Never let UP discover our forum! Never let UP discover our forum!"
"This latest video, to be honest, it made my blood pressure spike a bit."
"..."
In the ’Starting Over’ section, besides the newcors, many people were discussing this latest video.
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