Modern medical doctor Su Yue transmigrated into the body of Su Yue, a capitalist young lady from Shanghai. The original owner was unloved by her father, plotted against by her stepmother and stepsi...
Chapter 161 Dare to mess with my sisters? I'll send your husband to be tea!
She leaned against the headboard, slowly eating an apple, watching the man bustling around in front of her, tidying up the house and going to the kitchen to figure out what nutritious meal to make for her for lunch.
A tough, decisive commander who is all-powerful outside, but at home, he revolves around her alone. This feeling is actually quite nice.
Just as Su Yue was comfortably squinting her eyes, Gu Beichen came over with a cup of warm milk and sat down by her bedside.
His tall figure loomed over her, his gaze fixed intently on her.
"I heard about it today at the hospital."
Su Yue paused in her apple-eating motion, looked up at him, and asked, "What did you hear?"
Gu Beichen reached out and wiped away a barely noticeable fruit stain from the corner of her lips, his fingertips calloused as he gently rubbed it.
His voice was low, yet it carried a sense of impending doom.
"You and Battalion Commander Zhao's wife had a falling out?"
Just then, Yang Yiyi ran over with a long face.
The sound came in before the person even entered the courtyard.
"Yueyue! Something's happened!"
Su Yue and Gu Beichen looked up.
Yang Yiyi's eyes were red, and her face showed grievance and anger.
"What's wrong? Who bullied you?" Su Yue asked.
"It's still that Zhou Hong!"
Yang Yiyi stomped her feet in anger.
“I had already made an appointment with a landlord in Houshan Village. The yard is big and clean, and the price is reasonable. I was going to pay the deposit today.”
"As soon as I arrived, the landlord changed his mind and refused to rent to me no matter what!"
"When I asked him why, he hesitated for a long time before saying that the village officials had just held a meeting and issued a notice saying that the village would be strictly investigating the migrant population and that houses would not be rented to people of 'unknown origin'!"
Yang Yiyi became increasingly angry as she spoke.
"What do you mean 'obscure origin'! I have proof from the cultural troupe! This is clearly Zhou Hong's doing! Isn't her relative a village official? She must have been the one whispering in his ear!"
This method is despicable yet effective.
Military regulations stipulate that family members cannot rent houses outside the military at will; they must have a legitimate reason and proof from their work unit, and the rental must be registered with the village committee.
Now the village is directly blocking the rental, and Yang Yiyi really has no way to deal with it.
Su Yue's eyes turned cold after hearing this.
She patted Yang Yiyi's hand and gently comforted her.
"Don't rush, and don't cry. It's not worth getting angry over someone like that."
"I'll figure out a way to solve the housing problem."
She comforted Yang Yiyi and told her to go back and wait for news.
When only she and Gu Beichen were left in the courtyard, the gentleness on Su Yue's face faded, leaving only frost.
She called Gu Beichen to her side, leaned close to his ear, and whispered a few instructions in a voice only the two of them could hear.
Gu Beichen listened quietly, his deep eyes showing no emotion.
After Su Yue finished speaking, he simply nodded.
"good."
One word, no further questions asked.
Then, he turned and went into the house, picked up the phone on the table, and dialed a number.
the next day.
Third Battalion, Battalion Commander's Office.
Battalion Commander Zhao was leaning back in his chair, leisurely drinking tea and reading the newspaper while holding a large tea mug.
There was a sudden knock on the office door.
"Enter."
The door was pushed open, and a guard in military uniform with a serious expression walked in.
Battalion Commander Zhao knew him; he was from the regimental headquarters.
"Xiao Wang, what's the matter?" Battalion Commander Zhao put down his newspaper and asked casually.
The guard named Xiao Wang stood ramrod straight, looking at him expressionlessly, and spoke in a businesslike tone.
"Battalion Commander Zhao, the Discipline Inspection Commission of the Headquarters wants to talk to you."
Battalion Commander Zhao's hand, which was holding the teacup, suddenly trembled.
The leisurely look on his face vanished instantly, replaced by astonishment and panic.
"The Discipline Inspection Commission? They want to see me? What do they want to talk about?"
The guard did not answer his question, but simply repeated it.
"Please come over there now."
Battalion Commander Zhao could no longer hold the teacup steady.
"Clang!"
With a crisp sound, the enamel teacup fell onto the cement floor, splashing scalding tea all over the ground and wetting his trouser legs.
He couldn't feel the heat; his mind was buzzing and completely blank.
Office of the Discipline Inspection Commission.
The room contained only a table and two chairs, and the walls were painted snow-white.
Battalion Commander Zhao sat in one of the chairs, his back ramrod straight, but the fine beads of sweat constantly seeping from his forehead betrayed his inner fear.
Two officers in military uniforms sat opposite him, their expressions serious. They hadn't said a word since he came in, only flipping through the file folders in their hands.
The air was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.
Battalion Commander Zhao was in a state of turmoil. He went over his recent actions in his mind again and again, but he couldn't understand what he had done to alarm the Discipline Inspection Commission.
Finally, one of the older officers closed the file folder and looked up at him.
"Comrade Zhao Jianguo."
"Here!" Battalion Commander Zhao shouted reflexively.
The clerk pulled a piece of paper from the file folder and pushed it in front of him.
"Look, what is this?"
Battalion Commander Zhao looked down, and in just one glance, his pupils contracted sharply.
It was a document stamped with a red seal, and the heading read "Suggestions on Strengthening the Management of External Tenants Around the Military Region".
He was all too familiar with the bright red stamp at the end of the document.
It's his personal seal!
The contents of the above text made his hands and feet feel cold.
The text includes phrases like "In order to ensure the safety of the area surrounding the military family compound, it is recommended that the Houshan Village Committee conduct a strict investigation of all outside tenants" and "For people of unknown origin, the rental relationship should be terminated immediately."
Isn't this message clearly aimed at Yang Yiyi?
The date on the document was the day after his wife, Zhou Hong, went to cause trouble for Yang Yiyi!
Battalion Commander Zhao's mind went blank for a moment, and he instantly understood everything.
He had no idea this document existed!
It's Zhou Hong!
That stupid woman must have stolen his seal and used it to pressure the village committee!
This woman is more trouble than she's worth!
Battalion Commander Zhao was so angry that he trembled all over and suddenly stood up.
"Report! I didn't know about this document! It's...it's my wife, she...she used my seal without my permission!"
The officer opposite him didn't change his expression at all; he just stared at him coldly.
"Oh? You mean you were completely unaware of this abuse of power and personal gain?"
"I really don't know! I..."
"You didn't know?" another younger officer spoke up, his voice laced with sarcasm. "Then you must have known about these things, right?"
He took out a few more sheets of paper from the file folder and slammed them onto the table in front of Battalion Commander Zhao.