Chapter 13 — The Creator Cannot Be Erased

Into three parameters... Can be adjusted arbitrarily.

"You two decided to let me leave my position after submitting the listing documents..."

"Since when?"

Zhou Kaiming did not answer. Chu Dinh Son spoke up.

"No one asked you to leave."

"As Senior Executive Advisor..."

"You can still continue to contribute to the company."

"No executive authority."

"There is no outside representative status."

"The consulting contract can again be terminated with only thirty days notice."

"You really think..."

"Is that what you call staying?"

"The company has entered a new phase."

"Or..."

"The heir has returned?"

La Man gently placed the pen on the table. The sound is very quiet. But it was enough to make the whole room... Silence for a moment. Chu Dinh Son slowly said:

"I don't deny..."

"Khai Minh needs enough space to develop."

"He is my son."

"In the future, I will also stick with the company for a long time."

"It's a completely normal inheritance."

"What about my position?"

"I have arranged a very honorable ending for you."

"Face..."

"It's making me admit I was never the founder."

"Then sell the shares cheaply to your son?"

"What you get..."

"That's enough already."

He never raised his voice. I finally understood clearly the book of calculations in his heart. The first five million yuan. Times of standing out as guarantors. Each round of capital raising. It's all a favor... You recorded it in my account. Nine years of youth left. The house was mortgaged. The customers I won. I can maintain the supply chain. According to him... It's just the work I have to complete... To be worthy of the salary and number of shares I receive. The company is successful... Because he invested correctly. He wanted to hand over the company to his son. If I refuse... It's greed. Chu Khai Minh walked to the window.

"General Manager Trinh."

"Have you ever thought..."

"Your worth..."

"Does most of it come from the foundation that Trung Quang brings?"

"I used to think."

"Supply chain."

"Client."

"Trademark."

"It all belongs to Trung Quang."

"If I leave the company..."

"What else can you do?"

I looked down at the ten-year non-compete agreement. They asked me what else I could do after leaving. On the other hand... Use the ten year clause to stop me from doing anything. That alone... Is the most obvious answer. 9. The first time I refused Outside the meeting room... The securities company's project team urged me to send the final signature page for the third time. La Man's phone is still on silent mode. But the screen keeps lighting up. Eleven o'clock. All listing records will be version locked. It's ten thirty-two minutes. Chu Dinh Son once again put the pen down in front of me.

"Sign first."

"Other things..."

"Wait until after submitting the application and then slowly discuss further."

"Signed..."

"What else is there to discuss?"

"I already said it."

"I won't mistreat you."

"Then write that promise into the contract."

"Even what I said..."

"Don't you believe it anymore?"

I didn't answer right away. Nine years ago... It was you who told me to redo the estimate of seven million two hundred thousand yuan. Third year... When the cash flow breaks down. He was abroad running around looking for capital for the company. Seventh year... When there was a crisis in overseas warehouses. He used his personal assets to do so Increase credit security with banks. Those things... are all true. And indeed, there was a time when I always believed that... As long as Chu Dinh Son was still sitting in the position of Chairman of the Board of Directors... I didn't need to put everything in writing. But the person sitting in front of me today... Is not fulfilling the promise he made in the past. He is taking advantage of that trust... To make me give up my right to demand that all commitments must be clearly written in black and white.

"I used to believe it."

I said softly. Chu Dinh Son's eyes suddenly changed. Not guilty. Which is more like... You were just insulted.

"Thu Ninh."

"I'm giving you one last chance."

He neatly placed three sets of documents in front of me.

"The historical confirmation will be consistent with the company's presentation."

"Share transfer price..."

"I can increase it by twenty percent."

"The salary for the consulting position remains the same as it is now."

"Non-compete compensation could also increase."

"You signed today."

"The day the company went public..."

"She will still stand on stage."

"What status?"

"Was a core management member of the company from the early stages."

"Not the founder."

"Just for a name..."

"Is it worth it for you to ruin nine years of dedication for the whole company?"

I looked at his hand pressing on the confirmation.

"It's not like I'm canceling."

"If the application is not submitted today..."

"At least have to wait another reception period."

"Employee stock options will be rolled back."

"Investors' divestment plans were also pushed back."

"Bank credit limits are likely to have to be re-evaluated."

"Can you bear the consequences?"

I calmly asked again.

"That risk..."

"When did it appear?"

"What do you mean?"

"It's because I refused to sign today..."

"Or from the moment you two decided to revise history..."

"Forcing me to sell shares at a cheap price..."

"And kick me out of the company..."

"So the risk already exists?"