Courtyard House: Jia Zhangshi! How dare you hit my sister?

On Monday morning, the textile factory was awakened by the sound of the work bell.

When Qin Huai'an entered the security office, Zhao Dayong and Li Jianjun were already there.

Section Chief Zhang Jianguo, holding a teacup, was reviewing yesterday's duty log when he looked up, saw Qin Huai'an, and nodded.

"Huai'an is here?"

"Perfect timing, take Jianjun to the finished goods warehouse today."

"The night shift reported that the plaster on the west corner of the finished goods warehouse is a bit loose. Go check it out and repair or patch it if necessary."

"Yes, Section Chief," Qin Huai'an replied.

Li Jianjun stood up from his chair, smiled, and patted Qin Huai'an on the shoulder:

"Well done, Huai'an. It's only been a few days, and the section chief has already put you in charge of a team."

Zhang Jianguo glared at him: "Stop talking nonsense! Huai'an served in the army; he's disciplined and reliable. You should learn from him!"

"Yes, yes, the section chief is right!" Li Jianjun said with a grin.

The two left the office and headed towards the finished goods warehouse.

On the way, Li Jianjun offered Qin Huai'an a cigarette: "Huai'an, I heard you weren't free last Sunday?"

Qin Huai'an took the cigarette, struck a match, and lit it: "Brother Jianjun is quite well-informed."

"That's right!" Li Jianjun lit a cigarette for himself.

"The factory is only so big, so news travels fast."

"But don't worry, I know my limits. I'll say what I should say and not say what I shouldn't say."

He paused, then lowered his voice: "Actually, a lot of people in the factory applauded you for beating up Wang Defa. That bastard bullies the female workers all the time, but nobody dares to touch him."

"I didn't think that much about it." Qin Huai'an exhaled a puff of smoke. "He hurt my sister, so he deserved to be beaten."

"Yes, yes, they deserve it!" Li Jianjun nodded repeatedly. "But brother, let me remind you, although Wang Defa has been dismissed, his cronies are still in the workshop. Be careful when you're on patrol, don't fall into their trap."

"Okay, thank you Jianjun."

The two talked as they arrived at the finished goods warehouse.

The finished goods warehouse was a large storage room filled with bundled fabrics. A guard stood watch at the entrance, and everyone had to register before entering or leaving. Li Jianjun greeted the guard, and the two went into the warehouse.

The warehouse was tall and spacious, with rows of neatly arranged shelves. Following Section Chief Zhang's instructions, Qin Huai'an found the section in the west corner.

There was indeed a problem with the wall plaster—a bulge near the ground, and when he pressed it, it felt hollow inside. He squatted down to examine it closely and then tapped several spots around it.

"Brother Jianjun, come and take a look."

Li Jianjun walked over and squatted down: "What's wrong?"

"It's not just this area," Qin Huai'an pointed to the corner of the wall. "From here to there, there's a problem around the base of the wall. I guess the foundation has subsided a bit, causing the wall to buckle."

"Oh, it really is!" Li Jianjun looked at it carefully. "I need to report this to the section chief and get someone from the infrastructure department to take a look."

"Don't rush." ​​Qin Huai'an stood up and looked around. "These shelves are too close to the wall. If a large area of ​​the wall plaster falls off and hits the fabric, it will be a problem."

He walked to the nearest shelf and tried pushing it: "Brother Jianjun, give me a hand, let's move these shelves in a bit."

"OK!"

The two got right to work. The shelves were made of iron and were quite heavy, but the two strong young men could handle them. One pushed and the other pulled, slowly moving the rows of shelves against the wall about half a meter towards the center.

After moving the shelves, the two men were drenched in sweat. Li Jianjun wiped his forehead: "Wow, that was tough work!"

"Let's leave it like this for now." Qin Huai'an looked at the space that had been cleared. "At least it's safer. I'll tell the section chief later and have the infrastructure department come and fix it as soon as possible."

"Um."

The two then walked around the finished goods warehouse again, checking the fire-fighting equipment and inspecting the doors and windows before leaving.

Back at the security office, Qin Huai'an reported the situation to Section Chief Zhang. Zhang Jianguo listened and nodded, "You handled it correctly. Moving the shelves is at least a temporary solution. I'll go find Old Wang from the infrastructure department later and ask him to send someone to take a look."

Just then, the office door was pushed open. A young female worker rushed in, flustered: "Section Chief Zhang! Officer Zhao! Something terrible has happened! A fight has broken out in Workshop Two!"

"What's going on?" Zhang Jianguo stood up.

"It's...it's that the foreman got into an argument with a female worker, and it escalated into a physical fight!" The female worker was pale with anxiety. "You'd better go and see!"

Zhang Jianguo looked at Zhao Dayong and Qin Huai'an: "Dayong, Huai'an, you two go there."

"yes!"

The two followed the female worker briskly toward the second workshop. On the way, the female worker briefly explained the situation: the female worker who was arguing was named Sun Xiulan. Because five yuan was deducted from her wages last month, she went to the foreman to argue with him today. As they were talking, they started arguing. The foreman pushed her, and she started tearing at him.

"It's about wages again." Zhao Dayong frowned. "This is the third time this month."

Upon arriving at Workshop Two, a commotion could be heard from afar. A crowd had gathered at the workshop entrance, and from inside came a woman's cries and a man's angry curses.

"Make way! Make way, everyone!" Zhao Dayong pushed through the crowd.

In the workshop, a woman in her thirties sat on the floor crying, her hair disheveled and her clothes torn. Standing opposite her was a man in his forties, his face flushed red and his chest heaving violently; he was clearly furious.

"What happened?" Zhao Dayong asked in a deep voice.

When the man saw Zhao Dayong, he quickly said, "Officer Zhao, you've come at the right time! This Sun Xiulan is being unreasonable! She was late three times last month, and according to factory rules, she was fined five yuan. Today she came to cause trouble for me and even hit me first!"

"You're talking nonsense!" Sun Xiulan got up from the ground, pointed at the man and cursed, "I was only late once! What right do you have to deduct three times from my pay! You just don't like me and are deliberately making things difficult for me!"

"The factory has records! Go check them yourself!"

"The record is still up to you!"

Seeing that another argument was about to break out, Zhao Dayong shouted, "Shut up, all of you!"

The two were stunned by his shout.

Zhao Dayong looked at Sun Xiulan, then at the squad leader: "Sun Xiulan, you tell me first, what happened?"