Chapter 9 — After Rebirth, the First Thing I Did Was to Cancel All QR Codes to Receive Personal Money

For an organization... That was the strongest statement they could make. Chairman Ha gave me the report.

"Previously, the office let her bear pressure that did not belong to her."

"I'm sorry."

I received the report. Calmly replied:

"I accept the results of processing according to the correct procedure."

Director Ha paused for a moment. I'm not saying "It's okay." Of course it's okay. If I hadn't been resurrected... If I hadn't been able to back up the evidence that night... If Luc Van Xuyen hadn't responded to the letter... If Tham Nghien hadn't trusted the system's data... Then with just that one screenshot... I would have been crushed to death again. Apologies... I can accept. But the words "It's okay"... Come evening. Tuong Hanh's office door was sealed. Tan Man sat at work, quietly packing her things. Her eyes were red and swollen from crying too much. As she passed my table, she quietly said:

"Miss Tri Ha..."

"I really just want to stay."

I looked at the cardboard box full of documents in her lap.

"If you want to stay..."

"Then rely on your ability."

I stopped for a moment.

"Don't rely on pushing others out."

Her face immediately turned pale. Quietly bow your head and continue. Seven o'clock in the evening. The CEO invited me into the room to talk. The main idea is very simple. The law office decided to restore my right to be considered for promotion. At the same time, many new projects were assigned. I hope for the common good that I will continue to stay, helping to stabilize the relationship with customers. Common interests. Truly two very good words. When someone else smashes your rice bowl... It's called a misunderstanding. By the time you get your rice bowl back and want to leave... It turns into a common benefit. I opened my phone. Text back to La Thanh with exactly two words.

"Okay."

Then look at the CEO.

"Thank you for the office arrangements."

"I won't stay."

He frowned slightly.

"This time you really suffered a lot."

"But young people shouldn't be too impatient."

I laughed.

"Manager."

"I'm thirty years old."

I put the investigation report in my pocket.

"If you reach this age..."

"I still don't dare to live the way I want."

"Then the rest of my life..."

"Only know how to live obediently for others."

Two weeks later. I officially joined La Thanh's group. The new office is located in an old building. There is no shiny marble reception desk like the old office, where as soon as you step in, the dark circles under your eyes are clearly visible. The windows here are very large. Three o'clock in the afternoon. Sunlight spilled onto the table. The edges of the files also seemed to be glowing. La Thanh gave me a set of documents.

"The compliance editing phase of the Khai Hanh project..."

"You're in charge of the first copy."

I opened the cover. In the Project Manager section... It's my name. Tong Tri Ha. Not... Supporter. Not... Document organizer. Nor... A temporary replacement. Person in charge. I looked at that name for a long time. Suddenly... The bridge of my nose stung. Previous life. It took me many years to understand. Professional honor... Fragile as a sheet of glass. Others only need a second to smash. As for the person picking up the pieces... Must let their hands bleed. But it is not certain that it can be put back together like the original. But in this life... I don't wait until it falls apart. As soon as the stain The first crack appeared... I snatched the hammer away from the person who wanted to destroy it. Tham Nghien texted me. The entire cash flow of Khai Hanh Consulting Department has been transferred to the meeting of partners. Tuong Hanh was suspended from work. Tan Man ended his internship. A few seconds later. He sent another message. Confirmation of cancellation of all her payment receiving channels... Selected by the risk control department as an internal training document. I stared at that message for a long time. Then burst out laughing. Past life... What killed me was a screenshot. In this life... The confirmation that saved me became training material. The world also knows how to add a little humor. Afternoon. I added one more item to my practice. All customer fees are paid only through public accounts. All temporary payment links, personal accounts or intermediaries must be confirmed in writing. La Thanh passed by behind. Take a quick look and then nod.

"Very good habit."

I smiled.

"Already paid the price."

She didn't ask further. Just gently put a cup of coffee down next to my desk.

"Then..."

"Don't let others have to pay the same price as you."

I close the process. Open the new project file. The right corner of the screen suddenly displayed a notification from the chat group of the old law office. Someone posted a photo of Tuong Hanh's office being cleaned up. Below... Is a long line of symbols of surprise and anticipation. I looked for two seconds. Then quietly left the group. Not blocking. Just leave. There are places... Just having been there is enough. No need to keep it on the list forever... So that every time I see it, I remember how much pain I felt. Outside the window. The sun is very beautiful. I kept the investigation report and confirmation of cancellation of payment channels in the same folder. Rename the folder to four letters. Reputation Returns. I started writing my first risk assessment memo... Actually under my own name. No one will be able to put my name in their black books anymore. The phone lit up softly. This is an email to supplement Luc Van Xuyen's project documents. Very standard title. The way of addressing is also extremely serious. Lawyer Tong. I looked at those three words for a long time. Car horns still sounded incessantly. The city is still noisy as usual. Coffee is still bitter. The profile is still thick. But I know... Some things have completely changed. Finally... My name... Has truly returned to my own hands.