(Minghui.org) I worked at an out-of-town construction site in 2009. The three of us—our boss, the second-in-command, and myself—had to drive 11 hours to the job site. This was a great opportunity to talk about Falun Dafa and the persecution.
Afterward, the boss said that he would quit the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) and its affiliated organizations, but the second-in-command remained mute on the subject.
Many people worked at the construction site, and feeding everyone was not an easy task. When I went with the second-in-command to buy groceries, he took what looked like a 50-pound bag of onions on the sly and put it in the truck. When I found out about it, I took the bag back to the store.
On our trip back to the site, the second-in-command rebuked me in front of the two drivers and called Falun Dafa practitioners “foolish.” After we returned to the site, he told everyone about the incident. Everyone laughed, and after a while he also burst into laughter.
“Falun Dafa practitioners are really different,” he said, mocking me. “They don’t take advantage of other people.”
I explained to the top boss that this theft would have resulted in an 80-yuan loss for the store owner. What's more, since we stole, we would suffer retribution, and I would have been an accomplice. If we were caught, our construction team’s reputation would be ruined and nobody would want to deal with us.
Wang was the driver of a big truck. He had a bad temper and people kept a distance from him. He was also deeply poisoned by the CCP's lies and often slandered Dafa.
When we had a power outage, the kitchen needed a hand-cranked blower to cook, which the second-in-command and myself helped install.
Wang inspected our job and said that we had installed the blower wrong because of a bad attitude, and we got into an argument. He suddenly picked up a brick and came at me, but the second-in-command stopped him. I was very angry but knew that, as a practitioner, I should look inside for why I had this conflict. I remembered that anything practitioners encounter is not accidental. After I calmed down, I realized that I had a biased notion about Wang.
He was anxious and angry because that blower did not work. I should have understood him instead of arguing with him.
I realized that my human notion had caused this situation, and that I did not deal with him with compassion. I was wrong in this case: A Dafa practitioner should treat others with compassion. Why should I resent him? I should apologize to him.
“I apologize. I was wrong,” I told him. “If you want to hit me, you can—but on my butt, not on my head.” Everyone, including Wang, laughed.
Our boss trusts practitioners and assigned me the purchasing job, which includes also the large truck deliveries. It is also a very lucrative position. At times, however, the truck drivers collude with the purchasers and sell the material elsewhere.
When we shop, many stores doctor the receipts when they learn that the food is for a construction site. This allows the purchaser to pocket the difference.
We all knew this, but there was nothing our boss could do about it. He sent several people together and hoped that they would monitor each other. However, they colluded and used the difference to eat at a restaurant.
Once he assigned me the job, he felt relieved. I found out that he did not trust his own brothers, but he trusted me. He had visited the grocery shops and was told, “Of everyone that shops for the construction site, the young man with the glasses is very different. He does not accept a doctored receipt. Nowadays there are very few honest people. I heard that he practices Falun Dafa.”
This boss does not beat around the bush, and everyone at the construction site is afraid of him.
“I don’t know how to scold Guo,” he told some of his crew members. “I simply can’t scold him. He works diligently, is not greedy, and never takes advantage of others,”