Chapter 3 — Tieu Tam's Son Stole My Daughter's Work, I Revoked The Right To Operate The Group

"This robot is called Tinh Nha."

"It's a work that my daughter, Tham Tinh Mien, spent three months completing."

"Startup recording file."

"Sketch of the shell."

"Learning reminder module."

"Original data."

"Program adjustment log."

"It's all in my hands."

To Man's face changed slightly. But she still immediately counterattacked.

"Miss Shen."

"Children are so young..."

"Is it really possible to distinguish between what you do yourself and what you have seen?"

"Maybe she's only seen Canh Chu's work."

"Then I remembered wrongly."

I finally turned to look at her.

"You just called her a liar."

The corners of her lips stiffened slightly.

"That's not what I meant."

"I'm just reminding her not to talk nonsense."

I looked straight into her eyes.

"In front of the media."

"In front of parents."

"In front of the livestream camera."

"You pushed her hand away."

"Tell her to steal other people's things."

The weak look on To Man's face was almost unbearable. But I didn't give her any chance to save the situation. I turned my eyes to Pho Thua Nghien.

"Five minutes."

His eyebrows furrowed tighter.

"What five minutes?"

"I want her to apologize."

"And return the author's name to my daughter."

The air in the hall seemed to be drained away. To Man looked at me with unbelievable eyes. Maybe she never thought that I would directly force people on stage. Pho Thua Nghien's face darkened.

"Shen Duong."

"Don't make trouble."

I looked at the man who was once my youth. There was no longer a wave in his eyes.

"Five minutes."

"I'll just give you five minutes."

"Using the position of a father."

"Correct this mistake yourself."

"This is your last chance."

He Said It's Just a Child's Thing Deputy Cheng Yen has always been very good at maintaining a perfect appearance in public. Even though cracks were beginning to appear in the situation, he was still able to lower his voice so that only those standing near the stage could hear him. But at the same time, it was enough for everyone to realize that... The one in control of the situation was still him.

"Shen Duong."

"Today there is media."

"There is a partner."

"There's also a board representative."

He stepped in front of me. Intentionally blocking part of the camera's rotation angle. In his eyes was an undisguised warning.

"If anything happens, go home and talk."

I looked at him.

"Going home?"

Pho Thua Nghien's face immediately stiffened. To Man quickly responded.

"Miss Shen."

"I understand your excitement."

"Maybe Tinh Mien really likes Canh Chu's work."

"So I can't tell the difference for a while."

"We can slowly talk privately."

"But you do this now..."

"It'll make all the kids feel awkward."

I turned my head to look at Tinh Mien. The girl stood behind me. The little fingers tightened the corners of my shirt until they turned white. The back of his hand, which was red from earlier, was still hidden in his sleeve. It's like I don't even dare let others see the pain I feel. I turned back to look at To Man.

"My daughter was called a liar by you pointing straight to her face."

"At that time, why didn't you think it would be awkward?"

To Man's tears fell very quickly.

"I'm just a mother."

"Seeing my son being slandered in front of others everyone..."

"Of course I should be worried."

"Miss Shen."

"Is it only your daughter who feels sorry for herself?"

"And is my son okay?"

An extremely clever statement. She hid her act of copyright robbery under the guise of "a mother protecting her children". At the same time, Tinh Mien's self-proving act turned into an act that hurt Pho Canh Chu. Pho Thua Nghien looked at her. The voice became even colder.

"Shen Duong."

"It's just between the kids."

"Don't overdo it."

Tinh Mien raised her head to look at him. In those little eyes there was still a ray of hope. The baby is waiting. Waiting for my dad to stand up and say something for me. But from beginning to end... Pho Thua Nghien never even looked at the back of his daughter's red hand. I almost burst out laughing.

"What's going on between the kids?"

I repeat.

"A competition entry."

"It's very normal to have similar ideas."

Pho Thua Nghien calmly said:

"Canh Chu also regularly studies the company's AI courses."

"It's not unusual to make similar products."

"The most important thing right now is that the announcement cannot go wrong."

"The entire cooperation plan for next quarter is betting on today's activities."

"I understand how heavy things are."

I looked at the man in front of me. In his eyes. Three months of effort from a child. A daughter's birthday gift for her mother. A sentence "liar" was slapped on his head in a crowded place. Neither is as important as the event process. Not as important as your partner's impression. Not as important as Tinh Hoa's brand image.

"Are you sure this is just a childish thing?"

Pho Thua Nghien was silent for a second. Just that one second... If you really don't know anything. The first thing he should ask is where is the evidence. You should ask Pho Canh Chu where he got this robot from. We should ask why To Man is so sure. But he didn't ask. He just wanted to put this to rest. I lowered my head to look at the phone. The countdown timer is still running. Now it remains: I turn the screen towards him.

"Four minutes and thirty-seven seconds left."

Pho Thua Nghien's eyes immediately darkened.

"What do you mean?"

"You have two options."

I calmly replied.

"One is to publicly return the author's name to my daughter."

"Make To Man apologize to her."

"Second, continue to treat this as just a child's matter."

To Man sniffled softly. It's like I finally couldn't stand the injustice.

"Mr. Pho..."

"I really don't understand why Miss Tham has such a strong grudge against me."

"Canh Chu has tried very hard for today."

"Last night I stayed up late practicing."

"Is it just because of one sentence she said..."

"Must all the child's efforts be erased?"

I looked towards Pho Canh Chu. The boy was still clutching the trophy in his arms. The confidence I had when I first stepped on stage has long since disappeared. His eyes avoided me. But when he heard To Man mention the word "effort"... He unconsciously hugged the trophy tighter. Right at that moment. A very small voice rang out from behind.

"I also tried for a long time..."

It's Tinh Mien. The sound was so weak that it was almost drowned out by the chatter in the stands. But I heard it very clearly. I turned around. Place your hand on your child's shoulder. Mom knows better than anyone. Know how many times you stayed up late. I know you cried because the program was wrong many times. Know how many nights you've slept holding the robot.