Chapter 18 — Tieu Tam's Son Stole My Daughter's Work, I Revoked The Right To Operate The Group

He Finally Knows The Company Knows Pain For The First Time. Pho Thua Nghien does not sit in the chair position. In the meeting room. The chair that originally belonged to the CEO is still empty. He stood next to the long conference table. In my hand I was holding a copy of the contract addendum that had just been returned by my partner. Since the Board of Directors meeting ended. Pho Thua Nghien's phone has never stopped ringing. Communication. Public relations department. Investor relations department. One call after another kept coming. He still maintains the composure of a CEO.

“At the recent press conference, there were only temporary technical adjustments.”

“We will have an official response later.”

“The new product demonstration is not cancelled, just postponed.”

“The issue related to core technology licensing rights is just an internal review process.”

“Does not affect long-term cooperation.”

Every sentence is discreet. Not revealing any loopholes. But after the third call. His expression began to change. Because the caller came. Not the media. Nor are they normal partners. But the person in charge of Tinh Hoa's largest distribution channel in the next quarter. The voice on the other end of the phone was so cold that even standing across from it. I can still hear a few sentences.

“Deputy General.”

“What we bought is Tinh Hoa's AI learning system.”

“It's not a half-baked product that can be discontinued by the licensor at any time.”

“If core technology licensing rights are in dispute.”

“Contract performance risks need to be reassessed.”

“We request Tinh Hoa to provide a written explanation within twenty-four hours.”

The call ended. Pho Thua Nghien tightened his grip on the phone. Finger joints turn white. I didn't push him. Want someone to really realize their mistakes. The fastest way is not to preach morality. It's about letting him see with his own eyes that his interests are bleeding. Phuong Viet sent a summary from the Technical Committee. After the core AI licensing rights were suspended. The performance environment during the press conference immediately stopped connecting. All interactive screens in the new product experience area switch to restricted mode. The partner's test account cannot continue to experience the system's voice feedback functionality:

“Tinh Nha - A Study Companion.”

The three press releases that the Marketing department planned to release were all blocked by the PR department. The legislation requires a complete review. The Investor Relations Department received seven query letters. In Tinh Hoa's internal group. Frontline sales teams have started asking:

“If a customer asks about the 'Fake AI Teen' scandal, how should they answer?"

This is the real pain. Not To Man's few tears. Not some scolding from the Pho family. It's also not about Pho Canh Chu losing a trophy. It's a commercial machine. The whole system of power and prestige that Pho Thua Nghien set up. It's starting to malfunction. Because it was a lie he buried himself. Finished reading the phone. Finally he raised his head.

“Shen Duong.”

“Licensing rights cannot be allowed to continue to be stopped.”

"I know."

He frowned.

“You know but you still stop?”

“I know the company can't stop.”

“So I just stopped the demonstration modules related to the case and the right to call new products.”

"I do not stop the basic teaching system.”

He stopped. I gave him the list of powers that Phuong Viet had just sent.

“The system is operating at Tinh Hoa facilities.”

“Existing course platform.”

“Student Data Service.”

“Everything is uninterrupted.”

“What is affected is only the new product line related to today's press conference and the external demonstration environment.”

Pho Thua Nghien stared at that list. He also understands. I don't have to get angry and flip the table. I'm cutting out the risk. Don't let the employee or ordinary user have to bury his mistakes. But I also don't allow him to continue using my core technology licensing rights. To build a fake genius image for To Man and her child.

“I prepared in advance.”

he said.

“I still have that right.”

“So all these years you've been waiting for me to make a mistake?”

Listen here. I suddenly felt funny.

“Deputy Thua Nghien.”

“It's not like I'm waiting for you to make a mistake.”

“You finally stepped on my daughter.”

He was silent for a moment. As if trying to control anger. Then just say two words:

“Conditions.”

I looked at him.

“First.”

“Tinh Hoa's official account must immediately post a correction notice.”

“Remove the author name of Pho Canh Chu.”

“Restoring Tham Tinh Mien as the real author of Tinh Nha.”

“To Man must publicly apologize.”

“Admitted to using insulting words about Tham Tinh Mien at the press conference.”

“At the same time, coordinate the investigation of copyright modifications and budget use.”

“Revocation of all awards and titles of ‘AI Teen Co-Creator’ of Fu Jingzhou.”

“Remove all related propaganda materials.”

“You temporarily suspend approval rights for related product lines and marketing budgets.”

“Accept interim supervision from the Board of Directors.”

“The entire contract, supplier and payment history of the ‘Tinh Hoa AI Youth Incubation Plan’ project must be transferred to the audit department.”

“Tinh Hoa must establish a copyright protection mechanism for children's works.”

“Any work by a minor.”

“If not confirmed by the author and guardian.”

“Cannot be used for commercial purposes.”

Listen to the last thing. Pho Thua Nghien frowned deeply.

“You still want to change the company's regulations?”

"Of course."

“This is enough.”

“The impact on the company will be minimal.”

“This is enough...”

I looked at him.

“It is the influence on the youngest brother.”

I took back the list of conditions in my hand.

“For Tinh Mien.”

“It's not all over yet.”

I looked straight at Pho Thua Nghien.

“She was scolded for being a liar in front of everyone.”

“The identity of the real author has been erased.”

“Her work was taken away by the company to build another child's reputation.”

“If those things are not publicly corrected.”

“From now on, every time I see Tinh Nha…”

“She will remember this day.”

“Remember how everyone forced him to be quiet.”

Pho Thua Nghien's face became more and more ugly.

“Do you have to make Canh Chu lose face in public?”

“Deputy Canh Chu does not need to apologize.”

“He is a child.”

“The person who planned and executed all of this was not him.”

“Pine The newspaper simply revokes titles and copyrights that it should not have.”

“Announcement of results of work ownership verification.”

“The real person is responsible…”

“It's To Man and me.”

His eyes lowered.

“You are the CEO.”

“Also Tinh Mien's father.”

I looked at him. Every word.

“You still owe her an apology.”

It seemed like that sentence hit something in his heart. Pho Thua Nghien turned his head. Looking towards the room. The door is still closed. There wasn't any sound inside. A long time later. He still said nothing. It's not that he suddenly discovered a conscience. But considering. If you apologize publicly. That means admitting that you have failed in two roles at the same time: A father. And a CEO. But if not sorry. Restoring core AI licensing rights will be a long shot. The Board's audit will continue to dig deep. Partners will also clearly state risk factors in each contract appendix. What Pho Thua Nghien is best at is weighing the pros and cons. I laid out all the advantages and disadvantages before him. He spoke up. Very low voice.

“Notice can be posted.”

“Copyright can be revised.”

“To Man can be suspended.”

“But I cannot give up my CEO powers.”

“The board of directors has approved an interim resolution.”

“That's just part of the authority.”

He stared at me.

“Shen Duong.”

“Don't forget.”

“The past five years.”

“If I raise capital, I will do it.”

“I opened the distribution channel.”

“I built the market.”

“I really think just relying on a licensing contract…”

“Is it possible to return to take over the company?”

Those are his true words. He can admit that To Man is wrong. Pho Canh Chu's image of genius can be sacrificed. It is even possible to reluctantly return the author's name to Tinh Mien. But he couldn't accept it. Being separated from Tinh Hoa's power center. I looked at him.

“I have never denied what you have done in the past five years.”

Pho Thua Nghien's expression softened slightly. But the next second.

“But running a company is not synonymous with appropriation.”

“You can manage me for five years.”

“It's because I allowed it.”

“Now…”

“I revoke that permission.”

Pho Thua Nghien's face completely turned cold.

“Just because of a robot…”

“Do you want to destroy me?”

I turned my head. Look at the closed bedroom door. Where my daughter is sitting inside. Then calmly said:

“It's you…”

“Destroyed her work first.”