Sun Dasheng stood up with an air of nonchalance, looked at the group of subordinates before him, and waved his hand. "Alright, you can all leave. Victory and defeat are common in business. It's not the end of the world. Just continue to work hard and put your heart into it. Don't worry about a thing."
"Cough, cough... Boss Zhong, stay behind for a minute. The rest of you, out."
The executives looked at each other, having entered with uneasy hearts.
We thought our careers were over, but the situation unexpectedly turned around. The boss didn't blame us and even encouraged us to persevere. Isn't it said that the business world is like a battlefield? How can there be a merciful Bodhisattva who spares lives on this battlefield?
But they were all relieved to have their careers—and in a sense, their lives—back. Regardless of what the boss was thinking, they had hope again. Each one left with a renewed determination to strive and repay their boss's kindness.
