Chapter 2 — Fired in the middle of a livestream, a year later I made the whole company go bankrupt

He said I...

"Lack of vision."

"Does not know how to cooperate with the team."

By this time, I understood everything. They didn't intend to train new streamers. What they want... Is to get rid of me. Then take over all the resources, positions and everything that belongs to me. As for Khau Thi Dai's exclusive livestream tonight... It's the last drop of blood they want to squeeze from me. Then throw it away. In the headset, Tran Trac continued to speak.

"Niem So, you're a smart person, don't act impulsively. Your non-compete agreement is still in the company's hands. If you cause trouble tonight..."

I reached out and took off my headphones. More than 5,000,000 people are still watching me. The comment box is rolling.

"Why did Niem stop?"

"What's up?"

"Lost signal?"

I looked into the lens. In the screen, my face was still softened by the light, my makeup was still perfect as if nothing had happened. But only I know. Behind that calm face... Something was completely broken. I picked up the microphone again. Not to continue selling. I spoke slowly.

"Everyone, I'm sorry. I have something to announce."

"The company just announced..."

"I'm fired."

"Therefore, today's livestream ends here."

Just finished speaking. The whole backstage immediately erupted into chaos. I heard the sound of chairs crashing from the monitoring room next door. During the walkie-talkie, the director shouted:

"Quickly cut the broadcast! Quickly change the scene!"

It's too late. The livestream signal is transmitted directly through the platform, not the company's internal network at all. Every word I say. More than 5,000,000 people heard it in real time. And that number... Is still increasing like crazy. I stood up, took off the headphones I was wearing. The door to the livestream room was suddenly pushed open. The people who rushed in were director Tieu Duong and my livestream assistant, Tieu Lam. Tieu Duong's face turned pale.

"Miss Niem..."

"Please help me clean up my personal belongings on the table." I said calmly. "The thermos with the picture your daughter drew, don't forget to lose it."

Tieu Lam stood frozen in place, his eyes red.

"Are... are you really going to leave?"

"It's not that I want to go."

I gently placed the microphone on the table.

"They want you to go."

The phone in my pocket vibrates continuously. The WeChat screen is full of messages. Co Niem So, are you crazy? Do you know what you're doing? Phuong Chinh Vien: Immediately return to the livestream room to save the situation. If not, you will bear the consequences yourself. I don't reply to any messages. On the contrary, the person in charge of connecting on the platform side sent a message.

"Miss Niem So, what's going on? Khau Thi Dai is in chaos. Mrs. Susan Lee is looking for you."

I don't explain. Just respond with four words.

"Contact later."

When I walked out of the livestream room, the entire hallway was filled with people. Operations room staff. Marketing department. Logistics department. Everyone craned their necks to look at me as if they were watching a big show. The sound of quiet chatter rang out non-stop.

"Does she really dare to speak in front of millions of people?"

"This is crazy. This is like tearing off the company's reputation."

"I heard Tham Kha is about to replace her position..."

I walked quietly through the crowd. No one came forward to hold me back. No one stood up to help me even one sentence. As soon as I reached the elevator door, I suddenly heard the sound of high heels from behind.

"Co Niem Chu! Stop!"

I don't turn around. It's Tham Kha's voice. Soaring, mixed with a joy that cannot be hidden.

"Do you think if you cause a ruckus tonight, the company will change its mind about keeping you?"

"Don't dream."

The elevator door opens. I calmly walked in.

"Your fans, your resources, your brand relationships..."

Tham Kha quickly walked over and stood right outside the elevator door, a proud smile clearly visible on his face.

"From tomorrow onwards..."

"It will all be mine."

I turned around and looked straight at her. The elevator door slowly closed. I curled my lips and calmly let out a sentence.

"I hope you soon bring the return rate below 50%."

The elevator door is closed. Through the last crack in the door, I saw a triumphant smile on Tham Kha's face, completely stiff. Stepping out of Tinh Dieu Media's building, it was raining outside. Shanghai in October, the night is starting to get chilly. I stood under the porch, quietly watching the numbers constantly jumping on the phone screen. The livestream room has been turned off. But topics related to me went straight to hot search. #CoNiemSoBoTwasFiredRightOnLivestream ranked 3rd in the search chart. #TinhDieuMediaQuaCucRutVan ranked 7th. Scroll down to the comments section... Almost everyone is on my side.

"The company's mainstay for four years, saying a rock is a rock?"

"I only buy products because of Ms. Niem. What is Tinh Dieu?"

"Support Ms. Niem to be independent! Whatever platform she goes to in the future, I will follow that platform!"

I looked for another two minutes and then put the phone in my pocket. This is not the time to look at public opinion. I called a taxi home. On the way, my mother called.

"Nien, your best friend just texted me, saying something happened to your livestream?"

"It's okay mom. I just changed jobs."

"Why did you change your job and make so much noise that it even went on livestream? Are you being bullied?"

I was silent for two seconds.

"I'll handle it fine, mom, don't worry. Go to sleep early. Where's Do Do?"

"I'm asleep. My fever is gone today."

"Don't always give only good news and hide all the bad news."

"I'm really okay. I'll come home tomorrow and tell mom."

Hang up the phone. Outside the car window, neon lights flashed past. I closed my eyes. Rewind everything that happened tonight in my head. Am I impulsive? Probably yes. Any regrets? I have been in this profession for six years. Tinh Dieu Media has never been my only path. But at hand, there is still a more pressing problem. Non-compete clause. I remember very clearly.