Chapter 11 — People With Real Power, Ultimately Shine

There's only one day left... It's the deadline to confirm the technical specifications of the device batch. The atmosphere in the company was strangely quiet. A peace that makes people uneasy. I can almost imagine Kevin sitting comfortably in his office right now, sipping coffee, waiting for me to frantically run for help. He played it over and over in his head countless times. The scene where I humble myself and ask for help. And he pretended to be reluctant to help. At the last minute, I "accidentally" took out the "forgotten" document, appearing as a savior. Three o'clock in the afternoon. General Manager Vuong's phone call came on time. His voice sounded calm. But still couldn't hide a bit of worry.

"Have the specifications of the bespoke equipment batch of the French project been confirmed yet?"

"I was just checking the progress."

"Today is the deadline."

"Don't let any mistakes happen."

I smiled and calmly replied:

"General Manager Wang, please rest assured."

"Everything went very smoothly."

"All technical specifications have been confirmed with the French side and the German factory."

"The production order has also been officially sent out from this afternoon."

On the other end of the line... General Manager Vuong clearly breathed a sigh of relief. He kept saying "good" three times.

"I know."

"If I leave the job to you, I can rest assured."

After hanging up... I walked to the printer. Take out a folder of documents. This is the complete technical annex... Sent by email from the French side. An irrefutable proof. I held that file. Calmly walk towards the project room at the end of the hallway. I knocked on Kevin's office door. Seeing me appear... He immediately showed a fake smile full of surprise.

"Oh, Director Lam!"

He stood up and greeted warmly. But deep in his eyes... There was a glint of joy that couldn't be hidden.

"I heard that the other batch of devices hasn't finalized the parameters yet?"

"Then it's a big trouble."

"If it continues any longer..."

"It will definitely affect the production schedule."

"Is there anything you need my help with?"

"Even though I'm no longer in charge of the project..."

"But finding old documents or something..."

"Maybe it still helps a little."

He acts so well. Just like a dedicated senior, wholeheartedly dedicated to the company's interests. I said nothing. Just quietly walked to his desk. I placed the document down firmly in front of Kevin. My finger lightly tapped the headline: Annexe Technique Detaillee. I raised my head. Look straight into his calculating eyes. Slowly ask each word:

"Manager Truong."

"Thank you for your interest in the project."

"But before we talk about that..."

"I want to confirm something with you."

I gently pushed the document towards him.

"This document..."

"When handing over work..."

"Did you forget to give it to me?"

The moment Kevin's eyes fell on the file... The smile on his face immediately froze. Pupils constricted violently. The blood on his face drained away in an instant. The whole person turned white. He stared at the file... Like he had just seen a ghost. Something he was certain would never appear in my hands. I didn't give him any chance to regain his composure. The voice is still monotone. But cold as ice.

"Luckily..."

"With the spirit of careful work..."

"I proactively synchronized all information with the party Dharma from before."

"Thanks to that, a huge risk can be avoided."

I stopped for a beat. Then continue.

"If not..."

"Just because of a mistake during the internal handover..."

"Causing the entire project to be behind schedule."

"Causing damage to the company of several million..."

"Even tens of millions..."

I leaned forward slightly. His eyes locked on Kevin.

"Manager Truong."

"Follow me..."

"Until then..."

"Who will be responsible?"

My voice is not loud at all. But every word... Was like a hammer wrapped in cold ice. Hit him straight in the heart. Cold sweat on Kevin's forehead immediately broke out in large drops. His lips trembled. The pharynx is constantly moving. Couldn't utter a word. Every disguise. Every calculation. All the plots he painstakingly arranged... Were all shattered by this irrefutable evidence. By then... Kevin knows better than anyone. He really has no way out.