Political Commissar Mu Shanchuan was a little angry, "What are you talking about? Who asked you to do your own thing and lower his living standards without asking for instructions?"
When Dong Jinshan heard this, he felt reproachful. He thought he had figured out the political commissar's true opinion of Zhou Yunzhen, and was overjoyed. This way, his situation would be much better in the future.
He responded to the situation and immediately changed his words: "Political Commissar, didn't you teach us that we should keep in line with high standards in work and in life? We should keep in line with low standards."
"You?" Political Commissar Mu Shanchuan was startled, where are you? Simply not on the same channel.
"Am I talking about you? The answer is completely different from the question."
Dong Jinshan "suddenly realized" and said, "Political Commissar, don't be surprised. I'm just blind and deaf. I didn't understand what you meant, Political Commissar. It turns out that the Political Commissar was asking about Zhou Yunzhen's treatment."
"He is a middle-aged man."
When political commissar Mu Shanchuan heard this, he was confused and seemed to be in a cloud, "What's the middle bag or the low bag? Is he in the bag?"
"No, political commissar, blame me for being clumsy with my words. I didn't express myself clearly. It's not that I got caught, but that I was left in the dark."
"what is that?"
"It's medium treatment, which is the abbreviation of "medium treatment". In short, it means that Zhou Yunzhen's treatment is not preferential treatment, and certainly not inferior treatment. It is one of the best, not bad."
"You guys are playing a word game with me? Hide and seek?" Political Commissar Mu Shanchuan grimaced.
"How dare you, how dare you!" Dong Jinshan replied hurriedly.
"As soon as Zhou Yunzhen's three-day confinement is released, you will immediately send him to the police training base to receive harsh, almost hellish devil training."
"Ah?!" When Dong Jinshan heard this, he couldn't help but get excited. He was really frightened, and his whole body was dripping with sweat. Is political commissar Mu Shanchuan going to operate on Zhou Yunzhen?
Isn't this a disguised form of corporal punishment and torture on Zhou Yunzhen? Does this mean that the political commissar is dissatisfied with Zhou Yunzhen's exposure of Personnel Section Chief Sun Heming's illegal and disciplinary behavior?
Revenge in disguise?
Not to mention that Zhou Yunzhen's life will not be easy in the future, even if the political commissar finds out about his affairs, he may be implicated, and he may spend the next days in sighs.
The political commissar cannot be judged by common sense. The city is very deep.
After political commissar Mu Shanchuan said these words, he snorted and left Dong Jinshan's office, leaving Dong Jinshan stunned.
I thought I had figured out political commissar Mu Shanchuan's true attitude towards Zhou Yunzhen, but I didn't know that I was suffering from a childish disease.
He was even more cautious when dealing with Zhou Yunzhen, so as not to give others a thumb.
By the way, Zhou Yunzhen was in a good mood after eating a pretty good Chinese meal. He took a nap again at noon. When he woke up, he turned on the radio and listened to Huangmei Opera.
"It's a very pleasant life. I have food to eat, theater to listen to, and I sit back and wait for the 'coins', and I get a salary. It's comparable to the life of a god."
When dinner was approaching, Zhou Yunzhen's stomach grumbled, "Don't growl, man, I won't make you hungry. Someone will bring you food soon. I won't be able to hold you up to death."
But Zhou Yunzhen's words came to nothing.
People kept coming up the stairs, and the footsteps came from far to near, and then from near to far, but no one stopped in front of his door.
Zhou Yunzhen was finally so hungry that his chest pressed against his back. The feeling of empty city strategy was unpleasant.
"People are like iron, and rice is like steel. If you don't eat one meal, you will be hungry." Doesn't Director Dong know the importance of delivering meals? That's definitely not the case.
Suddenly, Zhou Yunzhen's heart sank. Has the situation changed suddenly? Could it be that something has happened? Director Dong encountered an obstacle that he couldn't get over?
Or does Director Dong change his mind?
Originally, the most unpredictable thing in the world is the human heart. Nothing is impossible. Director Dong and I have never met each other. We are neither relatives nor friends. Why should we take risks and give ourselves preferential treatment?
It would be understandable if he changed his mind. In the face of difficulties or adversity, who wouldn't protect themselves first? This is human nature, to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.
The weather was dull, and Zhou Yunzhen was covered in sweat. He said to himself, "I'm afraid it's going to rain heavily today."
Sure enough, there was a flash of lightning in the sky, a loud noise, a storm, raindrops hitting the windows, and the glass on the windows "thumping".
At this time, there was a knock on the door outside.
"Who would come here despite the heavy rain?"
Zhou Yunzhen was a little surprised, but he still got up and opened the door.
A man in a raincoat came in, carrying a thermos flask that was the latest model at the time, but it was not a water bottle, but a food thermos flask.
Zhou Yunzhen was shocked when the visitor lifted up the hood of his raincoat. It was none other than Dong Jinshan, director of the Supervision Office of the Labor Reform Detachment.
"Why is it you? Director Dong!"
"Why can't it be me?" Dong Jinshan smiled.
"Did you bring food?"
"Yes."
"Why did you come here in person when it's raining so heavily? Can't you ask someone else to come?"
"Calling someone else to come? Just make an advertisement and let the political commissar know about it?" Dong Jinshan thought to himself.
But what came out of his mouth was something else, "My family lives nearby. Let others come, such as Xiaoma or other people who live far away from me, and let them deliver food in the rain until I feel like a drowned rat." ?"
"Director Dong is thoughtful."
Dong Jinshan opened the thermos. There was a small porcelain-like bowl on the top, and what he took out was a vegetable, a shredded banana.
He took out another hot dish from the second floor, Kung Pao Chicken.
Dong Jinshan calmly took out another dish from the third floor, fried loach.
What came out at the end was fragrant rice.
In the 1990s when supplies were relatively scarce, these meals were quite sumptuous, full of color, flavor and even a bit luxurious.
"Delicious food?" Zhou Yunzhen didn't believe his eyes. Why was Dong Jinshan so polite to him?
"Director Dong, why do you always defend me and think about me? Why do you treat me so favorably?"
Dong Jinshan replied, "We give preferential treatment to the prisoners captured alive on the battlefield, let alone you, we are still comrades?"
"Besides, because of your work mistake just now, you have been hungry for so long. Shouldn't you give me something delicious?"
Dong Jinshan's answer was watertight and impeccable.
But Zhou Yunzhen didn't think so, things would not be that simple.
In the previous world, Zhou Yunzhen and Dong Jinshan did not have much intersection. The trajectory after rebirth is not completely the same as that in the previous life. Many people or things have changed.
Zhou Yunzhen really couldn't explain why Dong Jinshan treated him so well.
But he vaguely felt that all this was related to his exposure of the corruption and malpractice of Personnel Section Chief Sun Heming.
Now Director Dong Jinshan does not admit this because he has unspeakable secrets and pressure in his heart.
Zhou Yunzhen said humorously: "Director Dong, are you preparing this farewell meal for me?"
"What farewell meal?"
"It's just a meal. When people in prison go to another world, don't they all have to eat a good meal?"
Dong Jinshan, director of the Supervision Office, couldn’t laugh or cry, but when he thought about it carefully, it was really like that?
Didn't the political commissar just want to send Zhou Yunzhen to a hellish place?
