A good hand that everyone envied was beaten to pieces by me.
Once he refused a promotion, he was threatened with party membership and escorted to a car; once he used an electric stove in violation of regulations, he was met with criticism in a circular and reviewed at a meeting; once he delivered documents with inappropriate gestures, he became the laughing stock of the entire unit...
I was reduced from a "pen writer" to a "negative example", and in the cold cage of the agency, I moved step by step towards self-exile.
Until that snowy night, the new director Zhang Kehua came through the snow, walked into my shabby dormitory, and talked with me for seven hours all night long.
He didn't reprimand or give charity. He just asked: "How can you treat others when you want to escape?"
From then on, my life was completely turned around. He took me down to the grassroots level, to the podium, and to see the world. He taught me how to do things and how to be a good person.
When I finally gained a foothold, he quietly retreated; when I faced temptation, his words, "You are too loyal, you are easily hunted" stopped me; when I encountered a storm, he had already laid a safety net for me.
Many years later, when he retired and came to visit, I wanted to give him a "pork stone" as a souvenir, but he insisted on buying it at his own expense, saying only: "A gentleman does not take away others' love."
I finally understood: the real noble person is not the one who paved the way for you, but the one who forged your soul.
He makes you see your own insignificance and makes you believe in your own greatness.
He teaches you: live a clean life and do things with dignity and integrity.
