Chapter 19 — Tieu Tam's Son Stole My Daughter's Work, I Revoked The Right To Operate The Group

It was You Who Destroyed Her Work First. Such words from Pho Thua Nghien. I've heard it too many times.

“For the sake of a family, do you have to be so concerned?”

“For a child, do you have to do such unsightly things?”

"Just because of an author's name, do you have to push the company to the top?"

He always tries to make everything seem very small. So small that it's just a robot. An award. A misunderstanding between children. But he never admitted it. Things he considered small. It is the confidence that Tinh Mien has built up little by little. This is the first time I discovered Tinh Mien likes robots. It was on her sixth birthday. Tinh Hoa's research and development center removes a batch of old robot shells. Phuong Viet asked someone to bring a box to me. Say you can let the children play. Tinh Mien holds a white robot shell without eyes. Raise your head and ask me:

“If it could talk…”

“Is he still afraid of being alone in this box?”

She is very shy. In preschool, do crafts. Obviously very well done. But I always hide my work in the last row. I asked why. The child replied:

“I'm afraid people will say I did wrong.”

Little by little, my daughter and I disassembled the robot shell. Draw expressions. Voice recording. Try letting the robot remind me to rest at eight o'clock in the evening. She named it: Not because it's a good name. But because she said:

“Stars can also sprout.”

A seven year old child. Use for three full months. Bring all the love and courage she understands. Put it all into that little robot. She's not a tech genius. Don't know how to write complex algorithms. Also don't understand the business model. What the child knows. It's after every meal. Pull up a small chair and sit next to me. Seriously ask:

“Can you say this sentence a little slower?”

What the child knows. Is to delete bad recordings. Then record it over and over again. Until my voice no longer trembled. What the child knows. Is to draw a tiny star behind the shell.

“This is a secret just for mom.”

Pho Thua Nghien was absent during all those days. He just showed up today. Sit under the stage. Clap for someone else's son. Then tell me. That it was just a robot. I looked at him.

“Do you know why Tinh Mien set study reminders at eight o'clock in the evening?”

Pho Thua Nghien was silent. Of course he doesn't know. Even what time my daughter goes to bed lately. He doesn't know either. I keep saying:

“Because one time I promised to come back and have dinner with her.”

“But I'm still at the company at eight o'clock at night.”

“She asked me…”

‘Did you forget the way home?’”

Pho Thua Nghien's eyes wavered slightly. I continue.

“She gave Tinh Nha a reminder.”

“At eight o'clock in the evening, remind mom to rest.”

“Also reminds dad to come home.”

“You stand on stage.”

“Turn it into Pho Canh Chu's work of genius.”

“What you destroyed…”

“Not a robot.”

“It's the little bit of courage that she once believed she could see too.”

The hallway was strangely quiet. A long time later. Pho Thua Nghien still said nothing. His throat moved slightly.

“I don't know things there."

“I really don't know.”

I looked at him.

“I don't know…”

“Or do you not want to know?”

He raised his head to look at me. A flash of anger flashed in his eyes. But this time. He did not object. Because all the facts are proving. He really doesn't know. I don't know my daughter's work. Not knowing his daughter's heart. I don't know after To Man changed the author's name. How will the child whose name is erased stand on stage? Look how the applause falls on others. What he knows. It's just that the press conference must be successful. New products must be launched. Pho Canh Chu's image must be associated with the Tinh Hoa brand. Right at that moment. Phuong Viet walked out of the meeting room. Give me a copy of the audit department's latest preliminary review results.

“General Shen.”

“This is the budget line for the most recent three months just extracted.”

I opened it to see. Under project:

‘AI Teen Brand Incubation Plan’.

It's not just promotional films and press releases. • Consulting on children's image. • Interview script for parents and children. • Operate a short video account. • Own photography team. • Collaborate on family education section. In the notes section of some expenses. There are lines written very discreetly.

“Optimizing Ms. To's family content documents.”

“Encapsulating Fu Canh Zhou's personal growth story.”

"Warm up in front of the image of the Deputy General's family education philosophy."

I gave the documents to Deputy Thua Nghien.

“Is this what you call the big picture?”

He glanced over. His face became more and more serious.

“These specific implementations…”

“Not sure if I've seen it.”

“But all along the approval chain is your electronic signature.”

“Marketing budgets are meant to serve brand communication.”

I looked straight at him.

“It's brand communication...”

“Or is it using the brand to whitewash private relationships?”

Pho Thua Nghien was also pushed to the point of losing his composure.

“Shen Duong!”

Pho Thua Nghien shouted. I don't back down.

“You can explain to the Board.”

“Can also explain to the audit department.”

“But from now on.”

“You can't keep using 'I don't know' to get past me anymore.”

He took a deep breath. Try to suppress your anger.

“Do I have to drag this matter into divorce?”

I calmly looked at him.

“We should have finished a long time ago.”

His expression froze. Maybe until now. Only then did he truly realize it. I don't use divorce to force him to restore his copyright. Also don't use the company to force him to turn back. I really don't need him anymore.

“Tinh Mien needs a complete family.”

he said. I laughed.

“A complete family?”

“She almost got hit by her own father.”

“And those who are favored by their fathers.”

“Forcing a child to lie in that so-called perfect family.”

Pho Thua Nghien immediately choked. Cannot refute. I closed the audit documents in my hand.

“Tomorrow.”

“I will file a divorce petition with the court.”

“At the same time, request the right to raise Tinh Mien.”

He clenched his fist.

“I am her father.”

"I know."

“Before today.”

“I always remind myself that.”

Tone I'm very light. But every word is clear.

“But.”

“The last five minutes she spent with you…”

“You use it to protect others.”

Pho Thua Nghien's face turned pale little by little. Right at that moment. The Secretary of the Board of Directors walked out of the meeting room again.

“General Shen.”

“President Lam invited you in.”

“The Audit Committee has just received additional comments from the legal department.”

“Proposal to expand the scope of temporary freeze of powers.”

“And conduct the second round of voting immediately.”

Pho Thua Nghien suddenly raised his head.

“…Extending the freezing range?”

The secretary didn't look at him. Just follow the correct procedure.

“Includes powers relating to:”

“Approving the case budget.”

“Controlling the content of foreign policy statements.”

“Paying suppliers.”

“Permission to call and use product licensing modules.”

“Brand cooperation signing.”

Each item is read out. Pho Thua Nghien's face became even more unsightly. He also understands. The first stab of the Board of Directors. Not the end. Which is just the beginning. I looked at him.

“You always talk about the big picture.”

“Fine.”

“Then now…”

“The big picture needs to be done first.”

“It's about getting you out of the position where the risk arises.”