I have worked in the factory for ten years, and I adjust every screw on the production line myself. The team-building notice was distributed throughout the company, but I was the only one missing out. The next day, my boss called me into the office, "You are just an obsolete part. The factory will continue to operate without you." I didn't say anything, signed the contract, and left a backdoor in the system I built myself before leaving. On the fifth day, the entire production line was paralyzed, and the top student Xiu burned a million-dollar machine in three days. The boss blocked my door with fruits and begged me to go back and triple my salary and give me shares. I leaned against the door frame and smiled, "What you pulled out with your own hands is the heart of this machine." Five years later, I became an industry legend, and he set up a street stall.
