3500 Currency And A Slap In The Face Of The Whole Company
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Chapter 10

Chapter 10 — 3500 Currency And A Slap In The Face Of The Whole Company

Updated 10/08/2026 3 min read

Finally, I finished presenting all thirty-seven errors. I turned my head. For the first time, my eyes really stopped on Director Vuong's pale face. Then draw the final conclusion.

“The conclusion is…”

“With the current plan that your company submitted, and the technical qualifications of the person in charge…”

“If I leave this project to you…”

“The success rate is zero.”

My voice is not loud. But like a heavy hammer, it fell straight into the hearts of Director Vuong and Truong Hao. Judgment session… It's over. Mr. Ly's face was extremely ugly. After all, he is the main person in charge of the project. Having his partner use a plan that was nothing more than "trash" to deal with... To him, that was also an insult. He slammed the pen in his hand on the table. The sound echoed throughout the meeting room.

“Director Wang!”

His voice is not loud. But the pressure inside makes others suffocate.

“Is this your company's level of expertise?”

“Is this your attitude towards a 50 million yuan project?”

Director Vuong's body trembled violently. Sweat flowed down from his forehead like a stream.

"General Ly, I'm sorry! I'm sorry, sir! It's because we didn't prepare well! It's because we didn't do our job well!"

"We'll fix it right away when we get back! Please give me another chance!"

He frantically bowed his head and apologized. Extremely low stance. At that moment, Truong Hao - who had remained silent - suddenly jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. He was clearly on the brink of collapse. Reason is completely lost. He pointed straight at me and shouted, filled with shame and anger:

“You're stealing!”

“On what basis are you pointing out our plans?!”

“These analyzes are definitely using documents you previously worked on at the company!”

He tried to use that method to justify his incompetence. By the way, he also threw dirty water on me. All eyes in the meeting room immediately turned to me. Director Vuong seemed to have just caught a life-saving straw and immediately followed suit:

"That's right! Lam Mac, did you prepare these documents in advance?"

“You are intentionally stealing the company's technical secrets!”

They started biting me back. But faced with those slanders... I didn't even move my eyebrows. I just smiled coldly. In that laughter was contempt to the extreme. I calmly moved the mouse. Turn off that risk assessment report. Then open another folder on the desktop. The folder name is: 《Backup work 2021–2024》 I opened the folder. Inside are dozens of small folders named after different projects and times. In front of everyone, I calmly opened one of those folders.

“This project — Smart City Phase One — is a project I independently completed last year.”

“Also the project that helped the company win the innovation of the year award.”

I turned to look at Truong Hao, the corners of my lips curved up coldly.

“Ah that's not true…”

“The name of the person receiving the award is me, Truong Hao.”

“In the second month after joining the company, he relied on this project to receive the excellent new employee award, and also received a bonus of 30,000 yuan.”

Truong Hao's face immediately turned pale. I don't stop. I directly opened the project's core code repository. The screen immediately displays detailed commit history. Every line of notes is detailed. From the moment of creating a project... to each module development... Each bug is fixed... The committer's name appears clearly: The time spans from March last year until June. From beginning to end... Truong Hao's name did not appear even once. I turned the screen towards him. His voice was calm but each word felt like a knife stabbing into his heart.

“This project…”

“From the early architectural design…”

“Until writing code in the middle…”

“And then pressure testing at the final stage…”

“Thirty-seven thousand lines of code in total…”

“I finished it alone.”

I looked at Truong Hao's face, distorted by fear. Slowly ask:

“Then Mr. Truong Hao…”

“Can you tell me…”

“In this project, did you contribute anything?”

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