Chapter 9 — 3500 Currency And A Slap In The Face Of The Whole Company

The meeting officially started. Under Director Vuong's murderous gaze, Truong Hao trembled and stood up. He walked up to the screen and opened his PPT full of holes. Then start the presentation. The voice stammered and stuttered. His eyes wandered, not daring to look straight. There is absolutely no longer any arrogant aura that he once boasted about in the company. A lot of the parts related to core techniques, he just talked through it to get it over with. He tried to use high-sounding words to cover up the empty content of the plan.

“Our project possesses pioneering design thinking…”

“We adopt industry-leading distributed architecture…”

“This will be a groundbreaking technological revolution…”

I sat still and listened. Not expressive. Also don't interrupt. Like a patient hunter watching his prey make one last performance in front of him. In the meeting room, the expressions of the Lam Hai Technology technical team gradually changed. From expectation... To suspicion... Then finally to undisguised disappointment. They are all professionals. Of course you could hear how powerful Truong Hao's presentation was on the outside. Finally, after that long torture, Truong Hao finished speaking his watery PPT. He breathed a sigh of relief as if he had just completed a vital mission. Director Vuong also immediately forced a smile, preparing to say a few words to save the situation.

"General Ly, advisor Lam, this plan is currently only an initial sketch, there are many details..."

I didn't let him finish. Without saying a word, I directly connected my laptop to the projector. The "click" sound when plugging in the connection cable rang out extremely clearly in the quiet room. Immediately, my screen completely replaced Truong Hao's colorful PPT. Appearing before everyone's eyes is a clearly logical, tightly structured document. The title above reads: 《Risk assessment report on technical options for XX company's new energy project》 That's what I stayed up all night last night to complete. I don't look at Truong Hao. Don't even look at Director Vuong. His eyes just calmly looked at the screen. The voice was cold and clear.

“In your last plan, I discovered a total of thirty-seven serious errors.”

The first sentence just ended... The temperature in the entire meeting room seemed to drop straight to freezing point. Truong Hao's face immediately turned pale. I didn't give him any chance to explain. The computer mouse moves slightly. I point to the first error.

“First, your server load balancing algorithm is completely wrong.”

“The loop algorithm you chose is basically not enough to handle the sudden increase in traffic after the project goes into operation.”

“At most three minutes, the entire server will crash.”

As I said that, I opened the core code and compared it on the spot.

“The correct solution would be to use a weighted minimum connection algorithm, while also incorporating a dynamic automatic disconnection mechanism.”

I continued scrolling down.

“Second, the database structure has huge flaws.”

“You cram all the data into a single database but don't have any read/write separation or storage partitioning design.”

“Once the number of users exceeds 100,000, each query becomes a disaster.”

“Encryption protocol you used was removed three years ago.”

“There exist at least five dangerous vulnerabilities that have been made public.”

“Hackers only need ten minutes to steal all user data.”

I calmly listed each error one by one. I use code, logic diagrams and accurate data to prove each error. I clearly analyze the destructive consequences that each error can cause. Each analysis sentence is sharp, accurate and full of expertise that cannot be refuted. Lam Hai Technology's technical team members began to nod continuously. In their eyes, recognition became more and more clear. As for Truong Hao's face... From white to red. From red to purple. In the end, only the gray color of death remained. He stood there like a clown stripped of his disguise in front of everyone. I asked him until he was completely speechless. Cold sweat soaked my shirt. Director Vuong tried to intervene several times to save the situation.

“Advisor Lam, this… this is just a preliminary idea…”

“We will immediately fix it when we return…”

But every time he opened his mouth... I just coldly glanced over... He immediately swallowed all the remaining words into his stomach. In the face of absolute professional power... All excuses and embellishments become laughably weak.