Courtyard House: The Chef's Intelligence System

Secretary Nie clapped his hands: "Alright comrades, the problem with the security department has been resolved. Now let's talk about Comrade Jia Dongxu's situation."

The meeting room was silent for about ten seconds, and no one spoke first. Secretary Nie was a little dissatisfied and directly called on someone:

"Jiuzhou, you and Comrade Jia Dongxu live in the same courtyard, right? Tell me what you know about it."

Li Jiuzhou hadn't expected the secretary to ask him that, but thinking about it, he could understand, and quickly responded to the leader's question:

"Okay, Secretary, let me first report on Jia Dongxu's situation."

"As far as I know, after Comrade Jia Dongxu returned home yesterday covered in injuries, all the neighbors in the compound saw him and were talking about it."

"Jia Dongxu has an elderly mother, a wife, and a son who is over 3 years old. His wife just gave birth to a daughter during the Chinese New Year."

"That's just how the family is. Yesterday, the atmosphere was terrible. His wife was crying in the house, and Jia Dongxu's mother was..."

Li Jiuzhou stopped there, feeling a little embarrassed to continue.

Secretary Nie seemed to know that Li Jiuzhou had something difficult to say, and waved his hand, saying, "Jiuzhou, don't have any worries, just say what you have to say."

Li Jiuzhou nodded: "Okay, Secretary, then I'll get straight to the point."

"Jia Dongxu's mother is a headstrong person, an ordinary woman, but she often has verbal disputes with her neighbors, and she has a sharp tongue."

"Yesterday, after Jia Dongxu got home, his mother stood at the door and pointed in the direction of the steel rolling mill, cursing in the street."

"The language was so foul and offensive that it was unbearable to hear. As for who she was cursing, I won't say; those who know, know..."

After Li Jiuzhou finished speaking, the scene became eerily quiet.

The people present all looked somewhat embarrassed. They weren't fools; they knew who Jia Dongxu's mother was cursing.

Who the hell could it be? It's none other than their group of leaders.

On the contrary, Secretary Nie burst out laughing:

"Hahaha, you guys... the factory security officer hit her son, so what if he curses at her a bit!"

"If someone has been wronged, they should at least vent their anger. If it were any of you here, you might have cursed them even more filthily."

Everyone smiled knowingly, and the atmosphere became more relaxed.

"As Deputy Section Chief Jiuzhou just explained the situation of Comrade Jia Dongxu's family."

"First, we need to apologize to Comrade Jia Dongxu, and also inform the subdistrict office and explain the reason."

"To avoid gossip damaging someone else's reputation, the factory will send another representative to Comrade Jia Dongxu's home to apologize as a sign of sincerity."

"Buy some supplements that the elderly, children, and pregnant women need, and bring some rare receipts. The factory will pay for this, and then we will compensate Comrade Jia Dongxu with two hundred yuan."

"Finally, the factory's public address system will testify on behalf of Comrade Jia Dongxu, so that a positive and motivated worker can not be wronged."

"These are my suggestions. Do you have any other suggestions?"

Everyone present shook their heads in unison, agreeing with the secretary's decision, because it was very appropriate.

Both the physical and psychological issues were properly resolved. The neighborhood committee explained the reasons, the factory sent a representative to apologize, and there was also compensation.

Two hundred yuan is almost half a year's salary for Jia Dongxu.

Li Jiuzhou felt there was absolutely nothing wrong with it; if a worker had an accident while on duty, the compensation would only be 500 yuan.

It's already a lot for Jia Dongxu to get two hundred yuan.

Shortly after the meeting ended, the factory's loudspeaker read out an apology to Comrade Jia Dongxu and offered compensation.

Yi Zhonghai breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this and even smiled slightly. The factory's decision had greatly surprised him.

The other workers were even more envious after hearing this. 200 yuan! Why wasn't it them who beat up the person yesterday?

I'd gladly give the security guards a beating if they gave me 200 yuan, and I'd get a few days of rest too.

Li Jiuzhou, as Jia Dongxu's neighbor and representative of the factory, was accompanied by the head of the security department and the soldier who had assaulted him.

Of course, Yi Zhonghai went too; Sha Zhu and Xu Damao just came back to join in the fun because they had nothing better to do.

When the group arrived in the courtyard, they attracted the attention of the neighbors, who were mostly women and children.

The Jia family's house was tightly shut, and no one went out. Tong Jie was in confinement after childbirth, and Jia Dongxu also lay on the kang (a heated brick bed).

Yi Zhonghai stepped forward and knocked on the door

"Dongxu, Tongjie, and your sister-in-law, open the door, someone from the factory has come."

It was Tong Jie's mother who opened the door; the rest of the people didn't want to move.

The atmosphere was awkward once they entered the Jia family's house, because no one paid them any attention.

Li Jiuzhou spoke first because he knew what the Jia family wanted, and by directly stating the compensation, he could avoid further wrangling.

"Um, Dongxu, the factory has made a decision and just issued a public apology to you over the loudspeaker."

"The security personnel have also received the punishment they deserved, and the neighborhood committee officials have also come. They will explain the reasons to the neighbors in the nearby courtyards."

"No one will gossip. The factory has shown great sincerity. Look, knowing that your wife just gave birth, Liu got three cans of milk powder, as well as ten pounds of pork belly and ten pounds of ribs."

"Most importantly, there's also a 200 yuan compensation."

The Jia family's eyes lit up when they heard this, especially Jia Zhangshi, who quickly came over and glanced at the things on the ground and the envelope in Li Jiuzhou's hand, which contained two hundred yuan.

A smile appeared on Jia Zhangshi's face:

"Oh my, you're here, why did you bring anything?"

"Come, come, sit down, my dear in-law, could you please boil some water for me?"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this.

The security guard also sincerely apologized to Jia Dongxu:

"Brother, I'm really sorry, it's all my fault, I was a bit too heavy-handed. I brought you some food and drinks, and here's 30 yuan, just a little something to buy something for the kid."

Jia Dongxu took the envelope, a smile spreading across his face.

"How could I possibly accept that? You've had it tough too, it's all for the factory's safety."

"I don't blame you anymore, brother."

Jia Dongxu's depressed mood had long since vanished.

The factory certified him, and comrades from the neighborhood committee stepped in to eliminate any negative impact.

Looking at the table, there were supplements, milk powder, cigarettes, alcohol, and tea, and most importantly, there was 200 yuan in compensation.

Oh, and there's also the 30 yuan as a token of my appreciation to the security guard who hit him.

Jia Dongxu felt that his injuries no longer hurt, and even felt that it was totally worth it to get so many things in return for being beaten up.

230 yuan is half a year's salary for him. Since they have sincerely apologized, he should generously forgive them.

After a short while, the Jia family members all smiled and expressed their forgiveness for the security department and the comrade who had assaulted them. Then they all returned to the factory.

After the neighbors found out about the compensation the factory gave to the Jia family, they jumped up excitedly; they wanted it too!

I really don't know whether to say Jia Dongxu is unlucky or lucky.

In fact, the factory's handling of the situation was completely correct. If Jia Dongxu wanted to cause trouble, he could have gone directly to the police or even the local street office.

In short, if Jia Dongxu wants to make a big fuss, there are countless ways to do so.

Of course, Jia Dongxu couldn't have imagined it, nor would he have dared to.