Chapter 4 — 3500 Currency And A Slap In The Face Of The Whole Company

I don't look at anyone else. I turned around and prepared to close the door. At that moment, urgent footsteps were heard from the stairs. It's To Tinh. She gasped and ran up, clutching a USB stick in her hand. As soon as she saw a few people struggling outside the door, she stopped for a few seconds. But still quickly walked in front of me. She put the USB into my hand, lowered her voice so only the two of us could hear:
"Miss Lam, these are all the original documents and structural designs of the new energy project you worked on before. I stayed up all night to backup them for you."
She bit her lip.
“They… are not worthy of using your enthusiasm.”
Her eyes were bright, full of trust and stubbornness.
"I believe in you! No matter where you go, you are still the best!"
A warm current immediately spread throughout my whole body. In this cold and harsh world... That bit of pure goodwill is more precious than any promise worth thousands of gold. I looked at her. The tense lines on my face that had been on my face all day finally calmed down. I smiled softly.
“Thank you, To Tinh.”
I don't have anything to hold on to anymore. I closed the door. That heavy door completely blocked out Director Vuong's angry screams outside. It also separates the world that I don't want to return to again. I leaned my back against the door, bowed my head and looked at the small USB in my hand. The remaining warmth on it seemed to be telling me that... The things I had persistently pursued were not meaningless. After I left, the company quickly fell into a chaos that wasn't big or small. All of these things were later told to me little by little by To Tinh. I heard that after I closed the door, Director Vuong stood in the hallway and got angry. The shouting was so loud that the whole building heard it. As soon as he returned to the company, he immediately opened an emergency meeting. The topic was of course the new energy tender worth 50 million yuan. During that meeting, to hide his incompetence and the humiliation of being confronted by me in front of everyone, Director Vuong directly assigned the entire project to Truong Hao to be in charge. He announced in front of everyone:
"Starting today, this project will be fully responsible for Truong Hao! I believe with his ability, it will definitely be completed excellently, even better than some others!"
Who are “some others”…
Everyone understands. He both wanted to oppress me and prove to his superiors that his team was not without replacements. Truong Hao of course happily accepted this "piece of golden cake". In his eyes, this is just another golden opportunity to add gold to his resume. Even during the meeting, he even patted his chest and boasted:
"Director Vuong, don't worry! Isn't it just a bidding package? If Lam Mac can do it, I can do it too, and even better! Guaranteed to make the customer satisfied!"
There were a few scattered rounds of applause in the meeting room. Most of them are people like Ly Quyen who contribute to the fun. Most people just bowed their heads silently, their eyes complicated. Because everyone understands… Without my core technical support, this project is just an empty shell. But no one dared to say it. After the meeting, Truong Hao proudly returned to his seat and began the work of "general manager". The first thing he did was open all the project documents I left behind. He was dumbfounded. What I leave behind are just a few basic documents. All the core code, complex algorithm models, and important architectural designs are on my personal computer. Even those foundational documents were enough to make Truong Hao dizzy. The specialized terms and complex bottom-level logic were completely incomprehensible to him. In his eyes, that tangled pile of logic was nothing more than a tangled ball of thread. But he couldn't reveal his incompetence. He begins what is called “creation”. He tried to use his little knowledge to modify and "optimize" the demo program I left behind. The result is of course known without even thinking about it. After just an hour, with one "confident" edit by Truong Hao... The entire demo program completely collapsed. A series of serious error codes appeared on the screen that he had never seen before. He panicked. Started frantically making repairs. But the more I fix it, the worse it gets. In the end, we can only ask for help from others in the group. But the core part of this project from start to finish is in charge of me alone. The remaining ones at most only support a few external modules. Now the main engine has turned off... What can people like them who only know how to "turn screws" do? A group of people surrounded Truong Hao's computer, completely helpless, looking at each other not knowing what to say. Director Vuong began to continuously push progress. Truong Hao can only use all kinds of excuses to get away with it.
“Almost done, optimizing the technique.”