On the day when Lin Chuan was pressed on the conference table to sign the separation agreement, HR's face was whiter than printing paper.
She didn't know that from the interview three years ago when he had to wait three hours in vain, to the boss delaying his salary for fourteen months - all the people who had owed him money were recorded as IOUs in an old account book that suddenly appeared, one by one, waiting to be paid back.
On the afternoon of the day he was laid off, he first asked HR to apologize and transfer the money in front of the entire company, and then asked his boss to spit out fourteen months of salary plus compensation in front of the employees.
They called him crazy and asked why he still held such grudges after he resigned. Lin Chuan smiled: I don't hold grudges, I only keep accounts.
Later, this account was collected into the board of directors of the business giants and into the top investment banks. Even his ex-girlfriend, who didn't even look at him back then, finally knelt down and asked him: Who are you?
Lin Chuan opened the account book and slapped an IOU on the table - it was time to pay the next payment.
There was only one person he couldn't collect. The tax inspector who checked his account every day and never owed anyone in his life became the only account he couldn't settle.
