Monthly salary 8200, mortgage 12000, father undergoing chemotherapy, son advancing in school. Forty-one-year-old Jiang Ye thought he could only endure until retirement, until he picked up that wrongly sent dividend sheet next to the printer: a relation hire who had been in the company for eight months had a monthly salary of 19000. What hit home even more was when he inadvertently heard the leadership say, "Does he dare to resign? He doesn't dare." Eleven years of youth, three schools, two bridges, countless blueprints with the signature "Checked by Jiang Ye", in the end only worth the phrase "Suppress it, most obedient." But this time, they calculated wrong. When he turned and left carrying that stack of blue archive boxes, the safety ledger of the entire building had only just begun to be settled.