Chapter 2 — Fire the Wrong Person, the Whole Company Pays

Tran Hao reacted even faster. He snatched the phone out of my hand and threw it hard on the floor.

"What are you recording? Do you want to cause trouble?!"

The screen immediately cracked like a spider web. He slammed his hand on the table:

“I tell you, in this company, I am the one who decides!”

“If you sign today, you have to sign, if you don't sign, you have to sign!”

Only then did Ha Vy regain her composure, her face turned gloomy and she burst out laughing coldly.

“Lam Thu, don't waste your time anymore.”

“Even if you could record it, so what?”

“In this company, who will stand on your side?”

“Who would believe someone who was fired like you?”

"Exactly!" Tran Hao immediately continued. “Lam Thu, you really brought it on yourself!”

“Do you really think you're so formidable after pretending to be arrogant for so long?”

“Step out of this door, you are nothing!”

"How about knowing how to prepare a few recipes? No one would dare to hire you!"

“In the end, the only thing I can do is go out on the sidewalk and set up stalls to make a living!”

I bowed my head. Quietly put his hand in his pocket and clicked open the recording pen. When I looked up again, I walked to the front of the table. Just let them cause chaos. Comfortable and satisfying. Soon... They will have to actively beg me to come back. When I got home, the first thing I did was turn on the computer. All three years of recipe notes, emails exchanged with ingredient suppliers for each batch, laboratory logs, patent registration documents... I sat down to arrange each part. All of that stuff is on my personal hard drive. After finishing, I turned off the computer, took a shower, then leaned on the sofa to read a few pages of a book. Perhaps they wouldn't have expected it in their wildest dreams... The company's six key product lines, from raw material ratios to process parameters, are all adjusted by me alone. How sophisticated those formulas are... Only I understand best. Tran Hao can't even understand the basic emulsification system, let alone recreate my process. On the production line, there are some extremely important steps, parameters that require manual adjustment. Previously, I personally followed closely. Without me, within two weeks at most, all parameters would begin to deviate from standard. First, there is a problem with the product structure. Then there is the substandard testing. The whole line stopped production. I really want to see... Without me, how long can they last? The third day after quitting work, Phuong Dinh sent me a text message.

“Miss Thu, have you seen the company group?”

I opened the company's large chat group and pulled up a few lines. To Dao's message was floating above his head.

"Notice to all employees: the former employee of Lam Thu research department, due to serious violations of company regulations, was fired three days ago."

"Departments please check the handover of related projects. If any outstanding problems are detected, immediately report them."

Below are a series of reply messages.

"Huh? Isn't she in charge of the core formula?"

“I heard there is a problem with working attitude, not pleasing to the manager.”

“Director Tran has hated her for a long time, it will happen sooner or later.”

Right after that, To Dao sent another line:

"By the way, I remind everyone that Lam Thu's working attitude and professional capacity during his working time always had many controversies."

“Hopefully this can remind everyone that the company does not farm scalawag."

I turned off the phone screen. To Dao is a marketing director and has an extremely close relationship with Tran Hao. The two of them at the company always support each other, without anyone else. Phuong Dinh sent another message:

“Miss Thu, what she said is completely wrong.”

“Everyone knows that the core recipe is made by me, but no one dares to speak up.”

"I know."

“So what are you going to do?”

“No rush.”

After answering those two words, I put the phone aside. Less than half an hour later, the phone rang again. I picked up the phone.

“Excuse me, is this Ms. Lam Thu?”

On the other end of the line was a very polite and calm male voice.

“I'm from the research center of Thinh Hoa Group. I'd like to talk to you for a few minutes.”

The group is the leader in the domestic cosmetics industry. The market value is dozens of times greater than Hoa Nhan.

“Where did you get my contact information from?”

“Your research on the stability of active ingredients, I have been following for a long time.”

“I recently heard that you are looking for a new opportunity so I wanted to meet you to discuss.”

I was silent for a few seconds.

“It's not convenient for the moment.”

“Later.”

After hanging up, I looked at the call record on the screen. This card… It's not time to release yet. That evening, Phuong Dinh called me.

“Sister Thu, there is something I must tell you.”

She lowered her voice, as if afraid of being heard.

"Today Tran Hao had a meeting in the research room, and even took the new product formula she had created to show off."

“He said it was developed by himself.”

"He also said that he had finished discussing with To Dao from the marketing department and was preparing to present it to the management board to make a new product next month."

I picked up the phone and was silent for a few seconds. That formula... It took me eight months of repeated experiments to successfully adjust.