Chapter 18 — Dawn After the Crack

“There's something I need to tell you.”

“You say it.”

“Trieu Bang Trinh has resigned.”

“I know, at the press conference he no longer had the face to stay.”

"Not only did he resign. He went to Minh Chau Jewelry, which is Chau Dao's company. He also brought with him some internal technology documents of the 'So Kien' brand."

Lam Niem So's hand holding the silver bracelet paused.

“What did he bring?”

“The parameter data of the micro-blast technology you created.”

“Are you sure?”

"Sure. The information security department found out that two days before quitting his job, he had plugged in a USB to copy data once."

Lam Niem So put the bracelet back in the box.

“Is Chau Dao interested in our technology?”

"Minh Chau Jewelry is preparing to launch a new product line next quarter. If they use your technology parameters to make similar products..."

“It can't be done.”

Co Tham looked at her.

"The parameters are only one part. The core of micro-explosion lies in the combination of the explosion moment and the temperature of the metal. I did not write this in the document, but in my head."

Co Tham leaned back.

“You're more careful than I thought.”

“Children growing up from orphanages always have to leave themselves a way out.”

Three days after her period ended, Lam Niem So officially went back to work in Cam Lan. Lam Tri Vien arranged for her a private shuttle and driver. She refused, driving a normal Nissan car herself - which she bought with her bonus money. During the day, So Tinh will be cared for by her nanny and Ms. Lam Tri Phuong. The first thing when returning to the company is to call an emergency meeting. In the meeting room were the heads of the Product, Marketing and Legal departments. Tham Tinh Van was also present.

“Trieu Bang Trinh took away part of the parameter data of the micro-explosive technology.” Lam Niem So stood in front of the whiteboard, "But the core technology is not in those documents. What he has is just a shell, not the real thing."

The Legal Director raised his hand: “We can sue him for stealing trade secrets.”

“Suing is mandatory. But more importantly - I have to let Minh Chau Jewelry know that stolen goods cannot be made real."

"How?"

Lam Niem So drew a timeline on the whiteboard.

“The ‘Healing’ collection will be mass produced next month. I want to push the launch date two weeks early, to pre-empt Minh Chau's new product line. The market will only remember the pioneer.”

Tham Tinh Van leaned back in his chair: "Two weeks early? Is progress on time?

“Just in time. I've already discussed it with the craftsman. The technology of the new collection is more complete than 'Rang Dong', the finished product rate can reach seventy-five percent."

“What about the cost?”

“Using gold thread instead of crushed diamonds to fill the cracks, the material cost is reduced by thirty percent, but the visual effect is more explosive.”

After the meeting, Tham Tinh Van called her back in the hallway.

“Lam Niem So.”

“You have changed.”

“What do you mean?”

“When I first met her, she was just a pregnant woman carrying a huge pregnant belly to take the exam. And now when you stand in the meeting room, you look like someone who has been sitting in this position for ten years."

“I just don't like to say unnecessary words.”

Tham Tinh Van smiled.

“Working with you, That's interesting.”

She turned on her heel and left. That afternoon, Lam Niem So received a letter from a lawyer. It was because Tran Quoc Luong asked a lawyer to send it. The content is to request Lam Niem So to "stop using the Lam family's resources to oppress Tran Quoc Luong's legitimate business activities", otherwise legal liability will be pursued. Lam Niem So gave the letter to the Legal Director to glance at. The Legal Director laughed.

“Who told him to send this? Words are clunky and can kill you.”

“Answering one letter is enough.” Lam Niem So said, "The content only needs one sentence - evidence that Tran Quoc Luong is suspected of being an accomplice in the child kidnapping case has been handed over to the police."

The Legal Director nodded: "Send it tomorrow." That night, returning to the Lam family's house, So Tinh slept well. Lam Niem So stood next to the crib for a moment, looking at her daughter's sleeping face. Phone vibrates. It's a strange number. She picked up the phone.

“Sister Niem So, it's me, Phuong Di Nhien.”

“Is there something wrong?”

“I… I want to see you for a moment.”