I Am in Wuhan Now. There Is a Problem with a Batch of Goods. I Will Work Overtime Tonight and Make up for It Tomorrow.

A batch of goods was labeled incorrectly, and the customer got mad and scolded the boss like a grandson. There was nothing the boss could do, so he had to take me and two colleagues who were doing the packaging to deal with it together. Damn... several grown men were desperately putting labels on the warehouse... they were covered in sweat and drunk.

I have encountered this kind of thing before. At that time, the customer asked us to send the labels over and they would arrange people to put them on. As a result, this time we encountered a customer with a bad temper... who insisted that we go there to solve it ourselves. In fact, this kind of thing can be done by spending some money, but the customer was quite dissatisfied and said that we were not sincere enough. He threatened to cancel the order... There was nothing he could do, he was in the wrong, so he had to take people there.

Our boss is over 50 years old, and he was like a grandson, making amends and apologizing, and working personally. For the order, he also fought hard.

The only thing that killed him was... this has nothing to do with me, why did you drag me into it?

Alas, life is not easy, money is hard to make, and shit is hard to eat. This is the case for our boss and for me.

I'm taking this opportunity to ask for leave on my phone while I'm drinking water...

Please forgive me, guys. I'll take a break tomorrow and I'll go back and see if I have time to make up for it.