Chapter 18 — Husband Takes Little Tam to Party, Big Screen Shows My 31 Million Yuan Project

I held the glass of wine for a moment, then bowed my head and smiled. On the way home, the phone rang slightly. It's a phone number I still saved, but haven't contacted for a long time. The message is only one sentence.

“You have received your sentence.”

I looked for three seconds, didn't answer. Put the phone in your pocket and continue walking. The streetlight stretched my shadow behind me. In the wind there is a faint scent of cinnamon flowers. Autumn has come. The second month after the divorce verdict took effect, something happened in the industry. Due Hang Technology Group holds an annual technical cooperation summit. The scale is not too large, but most famous companies in the industry received invitations. A week before that, General Director Tran called me.

"Ms. Nguyen, in this conference there is a part to introduce cooperative partners. You are our most important strategic partner this year, would you agree to go on stage and briefly share for a few minutes?"

I hesitated for two seconds.

“What content?”

"No need to talk about technical details, just briefly introduce the direction of cooperation and share a few sentences about your technological perspective. Five minutes is enough."

The conference was held at the exhibition center in the east of the city. I arrived early, the backstage staff led me into the preparation room for guests. I changed into a more formal vest, chosen by Dao Vy. The cut was neat and looked very elegant when worn. Light makeup. The current me seems to be very far away from the woman who wore pants costing 89 yuan at a party a few months ago. At nine o'clock in the morning, the hall began to open. While waiting backstage, I watched the stream of people coming in through the screen. The hall has a capacity of several hundred people, most of whom are business representatives and technical people in the industry. Then, I saw a few familiar faces. He represented Le Hang Construction Materials Group to attend. He wore a dark gray suit and tie, with a familiar social smile on his face. Behind him... Tan Van Tinh. Also present. The two walked in side by side, looking close but intentionally keeping a small distance. Behind... She wore a red embroidered coat, looking curiously everywhere as she walked. There are also Chu Hue and Mr. Ngo. The Chu family was almost fully present. I looked at the screen, the corners of my lips curled up slightly. This conference allows public registration. They came, probably wanting to take the opportunity to create relationships with Due Hang. You may also have heard that I will appear. At ten o'clock in the morning, the host began introducing the cooperation partner introduction.

“Here, please invite our technical expert for strategic cooperation this year, Ms. Nguyen To.”

On the big screen appeared my photo and introduction. The photo was recently taken. I let my hair down, wore a white shirt, and looked calm. The introduction appears one line at a time: master of Industrial University, independent technical consultant, strategic partner of Due Hang Technology Group, expert who has been selected into the warehouse of technical appraisal experts in the industry... I stepped out from the backstage. When the lights fell, I glanced at the auditorium. In the front row of guests... His whole body stiffened on the chair. Chu's mother sat next to her, the mineral water bottle in her hand almost slipped down. Smile Tan Van Tinh's face disappeared. Chu Hue bowed his head. I walked to the center of the stage and stood firmly. In front of us were more than three hundred people. I picked up the microphone.

“Hello everyone, I am Nguyen To.”

The voice through the speaker system echoed throughout the hall.

“I am very happy to be able to stand here today.”

The eyes of everyone below were focused on me. Including each person in the Chu family. Including Chu Hue, who once said that "her mind is rusty". Including Chu's mother, who once said "she was just lucky to have someone to raise her". Including Chu Yen, who once blatantly brought another woman to attend the event, not even bothering to hide it. I took a look at them. Just one. Then move your eyes and continue saying what you want to say.

"Three years ago, I started researching this technology direction. At that time I had no team, no capital, and no office. My desk was just a folding table in the kitchen..."

A few soft laughs rang out below, all with good intentions.

"But technology doesn't care where you wrote it. It only cares what you wrote."

Applause immediately rang out. I don't look at Chu Yen. But I know he's looking at me. Everyone is looking at me.