【To Minister Y and the leaders of M Gasification Company】The receipt submitted to the company; sighing that the heavens are so narrow as to not accommodate even a single ordinary person

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This post was last edited by Xiao Yu on 2017-8-18 at 15:50. [To Minister Y and the leaders of M Gasification Company] Minister Y, and the leaders of M Gasification Company, greetings. I am an ordinary worker at M Gasification, WXW. Recently, through informal channels, I received unofficially a document issued specifically for me by the company. In just a few lines, I, a heinous criminal practically tied to the pillar of discipline, find myself at the end of my rope—death looms right before me. This time, I fear there’s no escape. How much do I weigh? To go to such extreme lengths must surely mean having violated the heavenly laws and provoked everyone’s wrath. If I truly am the robber as described by some people, then these punishments are nothing but shackles imposed too late, justice that comes too soon. Every country has its laws, and every family has its rules – how can such a thing happen? Please remove me from the list right away to set things straight. But if I were not like this, wouldn’t I be killing the innocent by mistake, or even executing the loyal and brave? In fact, I’ve been waiting for this official letter for four years now. Regardless of whether its judgment is correct or not, there is finally a first clear statement on the matter; the obvious fact that no one paid any attention to it has finally come to light. A public trial is the opportunity to speak that I’ve long desired but never got. Finally, I have the chance to trace things back to their origins and clear my name. What was the ending? It’s not that important. I used to watch Qiu Ju fight in court; now it’s my turn to seek justice for myself, and I can prove my case. It’s a pity that, as I’m not a party member, I don’t have the opportunity to take an oath of faith; all I can do is remain true to my promises, stick to the basic principles of being human, defend minimal dignity, and do everything I can for that. Two weeks ago, I had the privilege of meeting Minister Y. Sir, you are a young and talented man of noble character; the fact that you are able to have a heart-to-heart conversation with me despite never having met before speaks to your sincerity. A few days ago, I finally poured out my heart to the management. Alas, it was inevitable that I would feel sad; over four years have passed, and I see my enthusiasm turning to nothing. My words inevitably carried a critical tone, but that was not intended toward the manager or the company. I fear my words might have caused offense, so I would like to apologize here. Please forgive any inappropriate remarks I may have made; I truly did not intend to offend anyone. I am eager to explain the reasons and the truth, and set the rumors straight. Am I really a ruthless, unreasonable bandit? Or is it a gentleman who is polite and eager to communicate but finds no way to do so? The general truth is as obvious as Sima Zhao’s intentions—known to everyone—yet no one pays it any attention. If the authorities intervene yet remain indifferent like ordinary people, staying silent in the face of human-caused disasters while imposing sanctions on me, how can I bear it? There are no pitfalls beneath my feet, yet the path ahead is filled with unexpected turmoil. My days are all the result of the deliberate plans of hypocrites who want to be in charge, and they are the consequence of an excessive emphasis on official status. I actually got into unexpected trouble because I performed my job too well. Back then, I chose to leave quietly because I couldn’t bear the insult. However, compromise did not yield satisfactory results; as soon as I arrived at M Gasification, I was asked to return to my previous position, and I have been laid off for four years now. Who says stepping back will open up a vast world? It’s clearly someone you can’t provoke nor avoid. Though L Tianhua is vast, where is there a place for me to stand? Their evaluation of me was written in elaborate and fancy language, yet they secretly turned my future into a desert. They have honey on their lips but daggers in their hearts. It’s quite remarkable how meticulously they’ve planned this; it would be strange if I didn’t die. Because the line of shame is too short and the level of villainy too shallow; it took me four years to realize this. Such despicable scheming is despised by us, yet it is precisely the perfect hidden weapon for wretched villains to bring down honest gentlemen. There wasn’t even a fabricated charge; they simply used the pretext of \"forgetting\" to remove me from my position. At first, I tried to prove myself through my work, but I was targeted and suppressed, never given a chance to recover. Faced with my insistent questions, the leader fell silent. I became a model who can be smeared at will; they can say I’m not good enough, and that’s it – even if I am good enough, it can still be made to seem like I’m not. Thanks to the ingenious arrangements of some people operating under the guise of an “organization,” I became the symbolic “unstable factor” of “craziness.” I was “made” into a ferocious bandit, a shameless scoundrel. The real culprit is walking around in the office, full of pride, while here everything is in chaos, yet he remains completely calm. How is this possible? If it weren’t for me stepping forward with the documents that appeared in the headline, it would have been impossible for me to get a chance to speak today. The company I used to work for had a lot of regard for me. My past minor achievements at work were obtained thanks to the careful guidance of my successive supervisors. Without the tireless guidance of all the senior leaders before me, I would understand nothing. They are my teachers; I will never forget their encouragement and motivation, as well as their criticism and recognition. Everything is etched in my memory. Therefore, today I saw that my former commander-in-chief was extremely respectful and dared not act presumptuously. My professionalism stems from these reputable institutions; I am a qualified worker who has undergone rigorous training under strict disciplinary standards, and I am fully aware of the great responsibility resting on my shoulders. I had no idea what would happen later on. I am a worker with a bit of a ‘master spirit’, but I’ve encountered servants who really want to be masters. I am just an idealist obsessed with technology, a pioneer in dealing with machines at work. As a leader, one has already moved beyond the level of a craftsman like me and reached the level of a manager, overseeing people with various skills – I am just one of them. (I’m sorry to brag here), the goal of management is to enable everyone to utilize their full potential, while my goal is to make the best use of available resources. This is similar to the relationship between the brain and the limbs: one is for command, and the other is for execution. I never expected Liu Bei to dislike Guan Yu for being better at wielding a great sword than himself Hate that Zhuge Liang’s strategies are more clever than one’s own? How dare Zhao Zilong save A Dou, whom he himself had abandoned? *Do you have to be a battle hero? It is said that the crane stands out among the chickens; the crane does not disdain the chickens for being short, but the chickens accuse the crane of being too tall – it is the chickens’ mindset that is flawed. I never sought to outshine anyone; I simply performed my duties diligently, working proactively without any need for encouragement, and even regarded learning technical skills as part of my hobby. What kind of company or leader wouldn’t welcome a fool like me who works diligently without expecting any compensation? The person who targeted me caused me to lose the platform on which I could work effectively, and it also meant that M lost a dedicated worker, all in order to satisfy the fleeting sense of satisfaction that arises from an exaggerated sense of hierarchy. Harming others does no good to oneself – this is what Bai Kaixin, one of the ten evil men in the Evil Men’s Valley in Gu Long’s novel \"The Two Beautiful Ladies\", said. How can such a lowly scoundrel become someone important? Alas, my fate has been so cruel; it has almost completely ruined my prospects. What crime have I committed? What crime warrants this? Heaven above, the cycle of nature persists, and universal principles remain unchanged. I think as long as I persevere, there will naturally come a day when the clouds clear. I am like a seed that only needs soil, a bit of sunlight to thrive, and a little rain to flourish; it can take root and sprout anywhere. If I weren’t an employee of the company, who would dare to lead me like this? I too: full of the spirit of a scholar, bold and unrestrained, able to give guidance on matters of state and write with passion; once, I could make even high-ranking officials bow before me. Do you remember racing against the current, with waves holding back the speeding boats? I too will give orders in a haughty manner, leaving those dog-like lackeys worried. My pushback might not have been strong enough; I didn’t even get an explanation in return. Suddenly confronted with a roadside robbery and unable to escape, I had no prior experience to draw upon; any reaction on my part could have been random. Should one resist in anger or submit and plead for mercy? I have no way to comply; there’s nowhere for me to run. I also have no retaliatory countermeasures. The so-called principle of avoiding offending those in authority means that, in order not to harm the reputation of the group, I did not reveal everything; instead, I tried to express my anger and protest as calmly as possible. I don’t have much money, so I cherish honor even more. I love home, even though I don’t have one; that’s why I cherish my team even more. Although I have stepped back, I still consider myself part of this group and see all of you as my colleagues. I don’t want to tarnish the group I belong to; I have been waiting for the organization to get in touch. If anyone passes by and hears my cries for help, please save me. It’s not necessary to catch the robber; at the very least, don’t hold me accountable for causing instability as a result of the struggle. How many precious things have been stolen from me? Am I supposed to be held responsible for others’ crimes against me? I am still paying the price for the harm that others have done to me. Yet I am also part of an organization; I am a member of a great collective, and I belong to the Chinese working class. Our collective has a vanguard unit, and the name of this vanguard unit is “China*”. Now, if the facts investigated by the organization are indeed as described, it may not necessarily lead to my immediate exoneration; at the very least, it should put an end to this situation and restore to a worker the employment opportunity he deserves in accordance with organizational procedures. How do some people dare to so recklessly tie themselves to an organization’s banner, hide behind a company’s shield, and use the flag of * to undermine socialism? I only seek true rights, but who knows how profound the principles are? These are the worm of corrosion that defames faith, the ant of collapse. Minister Y, please forgive me if I’m wrong, but I hope the company can understand what I’m facing Why have I become what I am today. I’m not an arrogant person who finds everything unsatisfying, nor do I want to operate outside the law and above the system. I am an innocent person who has been exiled through hidden rules. I’ve been working for 26 years, under many supervisors, and I’ve always been a model employee. I have never spoken back to my supervisors, and I’ve become increasingly proficient at my work, never slacking off. How could it be that, after hiding from the humiliation by going to M’s vaporization area, I was still ambushed? They sealed off my future in advance. When I was first charged with this crime, there wasn’t even a fabricated charge. In person, he would even go so far as to touch my shoulders and back, calling me “Xuewen”; his despicable skills have reached an extraordinary level, which is truly astonishing. In work, everyone has their merits and demerits, and in life people have their own characteristics, but there should be only one set of principles and rules. If positions also change randomly, it makes no sense for rules to be created for my sake. Since I started working at M Gasification, I have been a victim of **rules that are explicitly stated, yet unenforced in practice**; to this day, I remain such a victim. The active wheel connected to the engine is not with me; I am just the passive wheel connected through a professional link. Form is stronger than people; it is the form that has pushed me to this point. It is not me who controls my fate. Returning the favor to someone in kind is not impossible. I don’t demand absoluteness, but it’s impossible to give up on relativity. What happened to me has long gone beyond the scope of work; my life has been shamelessly and despicably altered. Driven by a desire to serve his country, he was wrongfully accused by powerful officials and had no choice but to retire to the mountains, waiting there for years. If it weren’t for the fall of the main culprit and the change in leadership today, who knows how long we would have had to wait. Now, things have changed; what was once there is no more. I have lost my long reins, my appearance has aged, and my ambition is gone; I must still carry books and endure punishment before I can return to my homeland. I dare to ask the heavens: where lies justice? Thank you for your inquiry; I present my humble opinions. These words filled with pent-up anger and solemn sorrow are the sincere expressions from the depths of my heart, born from my boiling passion. The road is full of obstacles and the path ahead is long; some use deceitful tactics to prevent me from moving forward, but I will not retreat. I hope to persevere until the mist clears and the clouds part. Tomorrow, youth may be gone, and winter has arrived once again; I use the scriptures of the Lord* to bring an end to these tales, as a tribute to the future we might share. We respectfully request that His Excellency the Minister and the senior leaders of M Gasification Company consider this matter with care. Ode to the Plum Blossom: The wind and rain send spring away, while flying snow welcomes its arrival. Though the cliff is covered in ice a hundred feet thick, there are still delicate flower branches. It does not compete for spring’s beauty; it merely announces its arrival. When the mountains are in full bloom, she laughs among the flowers. Best regards, salutations to Xiang Ming’s rules! December 3, 2016