Zhou Qiqi gritted her teeth, forcing back the half-rolled-out eyes, and forced a smile.
"Director Zhou, you have a really sharp perspective. Liao Xiaolei and Liao Xiaofeng both locked Zhouzhou in a dark room, and she only pushed them. I think that's too lenient. She should have given them both a good slap, just like I did."
Zhou Shuhua was so angry that her pen trembled and her reading glasses slipped down to the tip of her nose.
"How can you educate a child like that? She's only in first grade, just a little kid who doesn't know any better. You can just say a few words to her, but instead she hits him. What are you doing, setting a bad example for Zhouzhou?"
She paused, then listed another item.
"And what about Dr. Lin? You and Huaichuan wronged her in the first place. She's a doctor at the clinic, and she came to see you out of kindness. And you still let her get upset? How can you be like this?"
Zhou Qiqi understood everything now. She stood up straight and pinched her palm with her fingertips to steady her voice.
"No wonder you called me here today. So Lin Yao went to you and gossiped? Do you know the truth? You think I'm wrong just because of her side of the story? Is this how you, the women's director, protect the rights of women in the military dependents' area?"
She finally realized that Director Zhou just didn't like her. No matter what it was, as long as it involved her, Director Zhou would think it was her fault, and that was an instinctive reaction.
Her last sentence was full of irony.
Zhou Shuhua already felt uncomfortable every time she saw her, and now she felt even more distressed.
"You, you, you...you're going to drive me crazy! I'm lecturing you, and you turn around and question me! You didn't have enough trouble in the military dependents' area, and now you want to cause trouble here, huh?"
Qiqi has a million ways to retaliate against someone like Director Zhou who doesn't know how to throw a tantrum.
But the other person was quite old, several years older than her parents. At this moment, her face was flushed and she was having trouble breathing. So she stopped talking and just stood up and said a few words.
"That's not what I meant. I've already studied the regulations. If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."
He got up and started to leave.
"etc!"
Zhou Shuhua clutched her chest and shouted sharply. Zhou Qiqi thought she had fallen ill and needed help getting water or something, so she stopped and didn't move.
Suddenly, Zhou Shuhua turned around, ran to the office door, and without saying a word, closed the door and locked it with a key.
This small office used to be the office space for the clerks in the archives next door. The door was a security door made of iron, with a small iron window on top.
Zhou Shuhua locked the door, then lifted the small iron window at the top, revealing only a pair of piercing eyes.
"You're so disobedient! I have to teach you a lesson today! There's paper and a pen on your desk. Copy the regulations neatly three times! Make sure you fully understand the spirit of the rules! I'll be checking in an hour. You're not leaving until you've finished copying them!"
Her tone was stern, with a hint of smug satisfaction. After she finished speaking, she slammed the small door shut with a "snap," and the sound of the keychain gradually faded away at the end of the corridor.
"Director Zhou, you...!"
Zhou Qiqi stood there stunned. She really didn't expect that Zhou Shuhua, who was so old, would actually pull something like this.
Caught off guard, she was actually locked in the office.
I knocked on the door a few times and called out a few times, but there was no response.
She had noticed it on the way here. This small building was originally used by the logistics department to store things. Next door was the archives room, and the downstairs rooms were linen rooms. Apart from Zhou Shuhua, there was no one there at all.
The closest building is the logistics office building across the street, but it's quite a distance away, with a grove of trees in between. The shouts of soldiers training on the parade ground are louder and louder, but no one can hear them even if they shout themselves hoarse.
Rather than shouting desperately and still not getting anyone to come, it's better to just stay here for a while.
Anyway, Zhou Shuhua will definitely be coming over later.
She had read all the regulations; as a women's director, she didn't have the right to confine her.
As for being punished by copying, she definitely wouldn't do it.
Zhou Shuhua's office was quite tidy. There were many banners hanging on the walls, and various emergency supplies were stored in the cabinets. Although the office was small, there was a small sofa with cushions and a backrest that she had crocheted herself.
Zhou Qiqi tried it out and found that the mattress was just the right size for her to curl up and sleep on, and it was also quite comfortable.
She was a little tired and closed her eyes, feeling drowsy. Just as sleepiness washed over her, a sudden sharp pain shot through her lower abdomen, and cold sweat instantly soaked her back.
Oh no, the painkiller has worn off!
Without the painkiller's suppression, she immediately felt her lower body begin to contract and spasm intensely.
While she still had the strength, she quickly moved to the door, supporting herself against the wall. She used the iron bars to open a small gap in the door and pounded on it desperately.
"Director Zhou, Director Zhou!"
Zhou Shuhua hadn't gone far; she was sitting on a stool near the fence next door, reading documents. She heard the commotion and went over.
When Zhou Qiqi saw her, she quickly spoke up.
"Director Zhou, my stomach hurts terribly, I need to go home to take medicine, please come quickly and open the door!"
Zhou Shuhua noticed that her face was a little pale and was about to open the door when she suddenly remembered what Lin Yao had told her. She stopped halfway there and frowned as she spoke.
"You're just having your period, right? Is it really necessary to be so serious? I'm not as easily fooled as Shen Huaichuan. Don't play the victim in front of me. I have brown sugar in my desk drawer and warm water in the thermos in the corner. If you're not feeling well, have some. After you finish drinking, hurry up and copy this. Once you've finished copying and realized your mistake, I'll open the door for you in an hour."
Zhou Qiqi's limbs were a little sore and her legs were weak. She could barely stand by leaning against the door. She quickly told Director Zhou.
"Brown sugar won't work, Director Zhou, you..."
But halfway through her sentence, Zhou Shuhua turned and left, leaving behind only the clattering sound of her leather shoes.
No matter how much Zhou Qiqi called, she ignored her and probably wouldn't come to open the door for another hour.
By now, she was covered in cold sweat, her vision was blurring, and her legs gave way, causing her to slide down the door and sit on the floor.
She's not one to suffer, and she's not going to endure the pain here for an hour.
There's no phone in this office; the only way to communicate with the outside world, besides the door, is through the window opposite the door.
However, there was an iron railing welded outside the glass, and there was no one outside. I called out several times but there was no response.
Zhou Qiqi gritted her teeth, wrapped herself in a sofa cushion, grabbed a hammer from the cabinet, and smashed it against the glass with all her might. A sound rang out—
Crash! Crack!
The logistics director, Lin, was on the phone with Political Commissar Lei discussing official business when he suddenly heard this sharp voice. He was startled and quickly asked what was wrong.
What was that sound?
The soldier opposite him had good hearing and sharp eyes. He immediately saw the glass shards falling from the second floor and quickly shouted.
"Across the street! Director Zhou's office!"
Director Lin put the receiver down and quickly got up.
"Let's go! Let's hurry over and take a look!"
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