Chapter 7 — Chess Game Grandfather's Will

Vuong Kien Quan cleared his throat. Pretend to own the entire meeting.

"Alright."

“Everyone is present.”

“Today, advisor Khuong said he wanted to hold a risk assessment meeting of some kind.”

“We also take it very seriously.”

“But before we begin, I would like to say a few words.”

He stopped. Look around the room.

“The decisions that Chairman Wang Hao made yesterday are all the result of careful consideration by the core board.”

“For the long-term development of the corporation.”

“Also because of completing the betting agreement in the shortest time.”

“To have a satisfactory answer to all shareholders.”

“There are some people…”

"Don't just point fingers at the company's reforms just because you're an old person."

“Times have changed!”

Those words were clearly aimed at me. Knocking on the mountain while scaring the tiger. He deliberately looked at me provocatively.

"Alright."

“Advisor Khuong.”

“If you have any risks you want to evaluate, you can start now.”

I didn't look at him. Just gently type on the laptop keyboard. The giant rear projection screen immediately lit up. What appears on it is not a PPT. It's a photo. In the photo is a young man wearing a graduation gown. Standing in front of the gate of a third-class art school. Holding diploma in hand. In the specialized section. Only two words. I calmly spoke:

“This is our new Technical Director.”

“Mr. Wang Wei.”

“Graduated from Jiangnan Academy of Arts.”

“Specializing in painting.”

I raised my eyes to look at Vuong Kien Quan.

“Then I want to ask Mr. Vuong Kien Quan a question.”

“You intend to let this new technical director use the brush—”

“To solve the problems of high-molecular polymer materials?”

Right away. A burst of laughter rang out below. Some people can't stand it. Vuong Kien Quan's face turned red. His face immediately changed to the color of pig liver.

“You are making a personal attack!”

“You are invading privacy!”

He pointed his finger at me. Angry to the point of shaking.

“My nephew doesn't major in this field.”

“But he's young!”

“There is enthusiasm!”

“The ability to learn is very strong!”

“What does that have to do with majors?”

“Not related?”

I curled my lips slightly. Then click again. The screen immediately switched to a giant engineering diagram. That is the core research roadmap of the New Materials Project. Above is a dense chemical formula. Physical model. Specifications. So complicated that it makes normal people dizzy just looking at it. I looked around the room. Then calmly ask:

“Is there anyone here who can tell me…”

“Is the core technological breakthrough of this project located at any stage?”

The entire meeting room immediately fell silent. No one answered. Including the "smart people" sitting on Vuong Kien Quan's side. Each person bowed their heads. Don't dare speak up. There were only a few of Professor Chu's old assistants. His eyes were still bright with excitement. I withdrew my gaze. Calmly concluded:

“It seems…”

“No one knows.”

“Then let someone who studied painting become the technical director.”

“Perhaps it is not related to the actual major.”

“Because from start to finish…”

“You guys don't understand what you're destroying.”

“So let me tell everyone.”

“We have overcome 90% of the difficulties in this project.”

“The remaining 10%. is the last door.”

"According to Professor Chu's team's calculations, we only need at most six more months and an additional investment of 30,000,000 yuan to produce a finished product."

“Once the product is brought to market, based on the cooperation agreements signed with downstream partners…”

“Over the next five years, it will bring the group at least 3,000,000,000 yuan in net profit.”

“3,000,000,000 yuan.”

I repeated that number again.

“But now, Chairman Wang Hao decided to give up that 3,000,000,000 yuan profit…”

“Just to save 30,000,000 yuan.”

“Then took out 80,000,000 yuan to sponsor an e-sports tournament.”

I move on to the next slide. Two graphs appear on the screen. On the left is a customer portrait of Khuong Thi Group. Large-scale manufacturing enterprises. Research institutes. The age range ranges from forty to sixty. Mainly engineers, technical experts and purchasing managers. On the right is a portrait of the audience of the Royal Pinnacle tournament. The age range is mainly from fourteen to twenty-two. Two charts side by side. It's like belonging to two completely different planets. There aren't any intersection points. I raised my head. For the first time since the meeting began, my eyes fell directly on my cousin.

“Chairman Wang Hao.”

“I want to ask you a question.”

“Are you going to sell our industrial glue to kids playing games?”

“Or do you think they will just compete in e-sports…”

“Conveniently buy high-molecular polymer materials from our group?”

The entire meeting room fell silent. Vuong Hao's face was as white as paper. He opened his mouth. But I can't say a complete sentence.

“I… I…”

Khuong Man finally couldn't bear it anymore. She slammed her hand on the table.

“Khuong Van!”

“Are you interrogating a criminal?”

“Hao Hao is the president!”

“He can do whatever he wants!”

“Is it okay to use company money to promote the team he likes?”

Just finished speaking. Khuong Man immediately realized that he had said something wrong. But it was too late. Because just that one sentence... It exposed all of their family's true thoughts.