After the Worker Lay Down, the Boss Knelt Down and Begged Me to Go Back.

In my previous life, in order to repay my boss for his kindness, I devoted myself wholeheartedly to the factory. My son had a high fever of 41 degrees, and I was working in the factory all night designing drawings. My father was seriously ill and wanted to see me for the last time. I was drunk and unconscious because I was trying to protect my boss from drinking. As a result, his wife and children were separated, and he eventually contracted liver cancer and was dying in the hospital bed. The boss just said lightly: "Gong Luo is about to die, have you found a replacement for him?" Okay, no matter how much I do, I am just a screw. I will never do the stupid thing of working for the capitalists again!