Damn it, nothing good has happened since last night. I haven't slept well all night. Not only did they come to my house so early in the morning to make trouble, but now they're even thinking about beating him up? Who gave them the guts? When it comes to using my brain, I've never lost in this area.
I left the hospital cursing inwardly, and went straight to work without caring about Cuihua and my mother-in-law's family. I had been told long ago that I couldn't rely on my youth to indulge in revelry every night, but I didn't listen. Look, now I met Cuihua's family, it was retribution.
When they first got married, Feng Jianjun was quite satisfied with Cuihua. After more than a decade of being single, it was hard to find a woman who could move him. Furthermore, Cuihua listened to him and was extremely cooperative, which made Feng Jianjun feel as if he were a decade younger and still as powerful as he was before. Satisfied, he even planned to find an opportunity to transfer Cuihua to his department. That way, they could have office romances and such. What a romantic experience!
Now it seemed that Cuihua wasn't worth it at all, and marrying her was a real miscalculation. The more Feng Jianjun thought about it, the angrier he became, the more frustrated he felt, and the more regretful he became. He couldn't be nice to anyone at work.
Feng Jianjun is now considered a small leader in the unit. Because he has real power and he is good at this field, he has always been respected by his subordinates in the unit.
I went to work with a gloomy face today. Even when I saw my subordinates, I didn't greet them with a smile like I used to. This made everyone talk about it in private.
"What's wrong with the boss today? He looks so unsatisfied."
"I don't know, is it time for my period?"
"But go to hell! What are you talking about? Do men have periods?"
"Really! In our village, someone was raped by a beggar after he had his period."
"Is this true?"
"Really? You don't know. This incident caused a huge sensation in our village at the time. Sometimes people would see red spots on the man's buttocks. After a while, everyone in our village knew that men could still menstruate."
"Then how do you know it was rape?"
"This story all started with a dinner. One night, someone from our village came out to collect firewood for cooking, and they heard the firewood pile..."
The more unreliable the gossip was, the more people were willing to listen. Gradually, everyone was drawn in by the wonderful story. No one cared about their work anymore. Everyone sat together, listening intently to this person telling stories that happened in the village in the past.
Of course, the story told by this master speaker is certainly embellished, but who cares what the real story is like? Isn't it enough to be exciting and fun?
Feng Jianjun, furiously writing documents in his private office, had no idea that, in the large office across the wall, everyone had already linked him to the image of the helpless man raped by a beggar, as described by the orator. As the orator recounted the story, everyone thought of the director being dragged into the firewood pile by the beggar, sighing and marveling at the beggar's audacity. Finally, when they heard that he had been captured by the village militia and taken away by the police, everyone suddenly realized that the director had also been...
That's how the rumor started. For many years after that, the legend of Feng Jianjun having her period circulated in the logistics office.
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