After I was Laid Off, My Boss Regretted It

"Do you really want to kick me out? Are you sure you won't regret it?"

Will let out an arrogant cold laugh as if he had heard a joke.

"You are nobody but just a lowly screw worker, why do you think you are indispensable to the company?"

Everyone knew Will had a grudge against me.

This story had begun when he parachuted into the company two months ago.

Will was the chairman's nephew. The publicity department had arranged a grand welcome party for him two days before he took office.

In the conference room, he was making a portentous speech about the company's development and how he would reform the company.

Unfortunately, I had received a sudden call from the Emergency Management Bureau reporting that the Seg Building was shaking violently, requiring urgent attention. We were asked to check the situation there with apparatus and assist relevant government departments.

I could only interrupt his passionate speech and go to the rescue with all the engineering team members.

Soon after, the publicity department and the technology department had also left. Only a few clerks had remained at the welcome party, looking at each other in bewilderment.

Later, I heard that Will's look had turned extremely nasty at that time.

An actor who loved to put on an act but had no audience was no different from a laughable clown.

From then on, he had been holding a deep prejudice against me and would often find fault with me in meetings.

He had also cut the salaries of the whole engineering department but had given me a 200-dollar raise, which was a disgusting way to sow discord between me and my colleagues.

Several veteran employees, who had been serving in the company for about the same time as me, couldn't stand Will's pettiness, pretense to being an expert, and obstructive interference in work. They had directly resigned in the belief that there would be no future in a career serving under such a leader.

My career growth was bound up with the company's development. I had thought that as long as I didn't confront Will, he would stop targeting me when he got bored with it.

But I had overestimated his tolerance.

Now I finally understood the reason why Will had waited for two months before firing me was that he had not only needed time to collect evidence against me to force me to resign but had also required the technology department to copy the analysis of data and graphics that I had devoted myself to for the past eight years.

He fed the analysis results to the AI program in an attempt to replace the engineering department with the AI program in the future.

Seeing that I didn't refute his words, Will made more sarcastic remarks, flaunting his possession of the AI program.

"The engineering department is redundant with its work inefficiency."

Sean slammed the table and snapped, "You arrogant idiot!

"Janice, I will go with you. I will quit this stupid job."

My fieldwork team colleagues all threw away their tools and raged, "With a salary of only five thousand dollars, we are required to reply to each message of his in about 30 group chats, or we'll be accused of disrespect. Does he ever deserve respect?"

"We can only get a meager salary but have to do a huge amount of work, and we even need to carry out the orders of this fool. He is just trash who has no idea that his opinions are only easy for him to say. I have long wanted to leave this place that has been screwed up by him."

Will was so angry that he was shuddering all over, pointing at us.

He roared resentfully, "You ill-bred bastards, get out of my face together! How great it is that I no longer need to inform you of your dismissal one by one!"

Not only did he oppress me, but he also belittled the achievements of our entire department and ignored our painstaking contributions, which deeply hurt our feelings.

I took the agreement over, skimmed through it, and tore it in half with a snorting laugh.

"If I really sign it, it will mean that I agree to terminate the labor contract. Then, I will become a real stupid dupe. Now that you want to kick us out, don't forget to pay us the compensation we deserve.

"You'd better take a closer look at the civil code. The company must pay us double the compensation for your unreasonable unilateral termination of the labor contract. I have worked in the company for eight years, so I suppose it's easy for you to calculate how much you need to compensate me."

Will and the HR manager were once again taken aback by my aggressiveness they had never seen. Their faces both darkened even more.