[Life] I use a logistics system to defeat the dark workplace.

Author: JEFFI CHAO HUI WU

Time: June 25, 2025, Wednesday, 1:39 PM

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[Life] I use a logistics system to defeat the dark workplace.

It was a dark workplace experience filled with prejudice and undercurrents, and what ultimately allowed me to win this unfair discrimination was not verbal arguments or superficial concessions, but the logistics system I created. It enabled me to use calmness, precision, and efficiency to completely crush all the shadows aimed at me in that chaotic environment. At that time, I naively believed that as long as I worked diligently, continuously improved efficiency, and did my best, the team would surely accept me. However, reality told me I was utterly wrong—my high efficiency became precisely what they could not tolerate. I was fast, accurate, and stable, far exceeding the company's standards for the position. What truly unsettled them was when the entire team of four took a collective month off, and I single-handedly took on all the tasks of the team, completing them flawlessly, with all documents accurate and all processes on time, without a single mistake. At that moment, I exposed their "overtime myth" with my silent achievements, causing that layer of illusion to completely collapse.

It was in the year 2000, when the team consisted of 12 people, along with a team leader and a manager, handling about 1,500 customs clearance cases each month. Logically speaking, with so many people sharing the tasks, the workload shouldn't have been too high, but they almost staged a tacit performance of "mixing overtime pay" every day, deliberately slowing down during the day and only starting to work overtime at night, treating the overtime pay as an additional source of income. I was different; I took on the most challenging and time-consuming DDP business. Even so, I only needed an hour each day to complete what others would take an entire day to finish, because by then, the prototype of my logistics system had already been established. All processes were automated through an instructive structure for calculations, data comparisons, and precise generation. I only needed to perform a few steps to complete the entire chain of work, far surpassing the average efficiency of the entire group. The system's backend recorded my daily operational data, and the cold, hard numbers proved one fact— I completed more than half of the entire group's customs clearance business by myself, and almost without any errors.

The higher my efficiency, the sharper the conflicts within the entire team became. On the surface, it seemed like we were cooperating seamlessly, but in reality, there were undercurrents surging. The team leader began to constantly push extra tasks onto my desk—those jobs that no one was willing to take on, those that were difficult, burdensome, and time-consuming—all piled up in front of me as if it were only natural. They thought this would drain my energy and pull me into their rhythm, but I did not complain, nor did I feel anger; I simply completed each task calmly, because I knew that true confidence does not come from arguing with them, but from letting the system and results speak for me. However, this attitude only made them more intolerable. They finally realized that my presence had completely exposed the hypocritical overtime culture on which the entire group relied for survival. I became the mirror they could not hide from, and my high efficiency became a glaring contrast to their inefficiency, serving as the most conspicuous warning light in front of their performance evaluations. Thus, the exclusion began.

At first, there was indifference. Meeting notifications were deliberately not sent to me, important emails were intentionally not copied to me, and no one spoke to me during lunch; even a nod of acknowledgment seemed unnecessary. Then, they began to act in concert, repeatedly creating "false records" in front of the management, fabricating mistakes I had never made. Finally, one day, the manager called me into the office, a stack of documents laid on the table, and coldly announced that my work quality would be reviewed. When I walked into the office, everyone’s eyes were filled with glee and certainty, as if everything was progressing according to their script. But I did not back down; I calmly looked up at them and asked, "Is this a review for the whole team, or just for me?" The air instantly froze. They exchanged glances, hesitating, and no one dared to answer my question directly. I calmly continued to press, "Then what is my error rate?" They flipped through the materials in their hands, hesitated for a moment, and had to state a number—less than 1.5%, while the company’s allowable standard is 2%. I smiled faintly and stared at them, saying, "So what exactly are you investigating?"

I continued to approach the core of the issue, throwing each word and sentence at everyone in the conference room: “My system does not lie. I have completed over 50% of the entire team's business every month without overtime, saving the company a significant amount of extra expenses. You can accuse me, but do you dare to face the real data? Do you dare to confront the reasons behind this?” The conference room fell into a deathly silence; they did not expect me to use data to refute all their accusations, nor did they anticipate that I would dare to point out the unspoken rules that were being protected. The meeting, which was originally a carefully designed "siege" by them, was completely shattered by my calm reasoning. They began to panic, exchanging glances, wanting to say something, but not a word came out, because they knew that in Australia, once discrimination and malicious exclusion are involved, and once legal proceedings are initiated, the consequences for the company would be very serious.

At that moment, I knew I had won this covert battle, but I also understood that the workplace has never been a place of reason, especially when you break the rules that others rely on for survival and touch upon those hidden chains of interest; the consequences are never gentle. A few days later, the company terminated my contract under a meaningless pretext. That day, under the indifferent gaze of my manager, I packed all my belongings in fifteen minutes and calmly walked out of the building where I had invested the most and had been most thoroughly marginalized. They thought they had finally "cleared" me, believing I would sink as a result. However, they never anticipated that from the moment I left, my life would embark on a completely new trajectory. That seemingly failed experience forced out a stronger system and wisdom within me, allowing me to see clearly the relationship between efficiency, wisdom, rules, and power.

I have never been someone who proves myself with words, nor would I perform so-called cooperation to please anyone. I only let results speak for themselves and record everything with facts. That covert battle in the workplace was essentially because they could not accept that one person could complete half of the entire team's workload without overtime. What they found even harder to accept was that all of this was not the result of extraordinary talent, but because I had quietly built a self-created logistics system behind the scenes. From data comparison to tax splitting, from invoice generation to client reconciliation, every step was precise and completely automated.

They questioned my mistakes, so I asked them to provide data, which showed that my error rate was as low as 1.5%, far below the company's allowable rate of 2%. They thought they could force me out through isolation and suppression, but overlooked an undeniable fact: it was my logistics system that helped me maintain my footing, allowing me to respond calmly amidst the turbulent workplace siege, and it also facilitated my transformation from a mere executor to a structural controller. At that moment, I realized that truly powerful people never need to explain anything, because all the evidence is already embedded in the system, and all achievements are accurately recorded in impeccable data; that is an irrefutable fact and confidence that cannot be erased.

In February 2005, on the day I left that building, I was not a loser, but a winner who had thoroughly completed a counterattack from a systemic level. I carried the entire system with me, along with my integrity and a heart that had been tempered to be even more resilient under pressure, as I moved toward a future that truly belonged to me. That was not the end, but the starting point of my transformation. The dark workplace could never bury the true light; I defeated unfair discrimination with the logistics system and thus opened a path of independence that belonged to me, evolving from a survivor in the workplace to a master of the future system.

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