Chapter 7 — When I Was Forced to Quit My Job at the Age of 40, I Became the President of a Hundred Billion Company

I was a bit surprised. Unexpectedly, he still remembers.

“Academician Tran is too complimentary.”

I humbly responded. But inside my heart, ripples began to arise. Because I know very well. A character of your caliber... Absolutely would not appear just to review old stories.

“That's not a social compliment.”

Academician Tran withdrew his smile and his expression became serious.

“This time I invited you here for a national project.”

“The ‘Regenerative Medicine 2030’ Project.”

“Surely you have heard?”

I nodded slightly. This is a key program launched last year, with a total investment of up to 5 billion yuan. The goal is to bring stem cell therapies into large-scale clinical application before 2030. In the industry, no one knows about this project. But the participation conditions are extremely strict.

“There is a branch project within the project related to a target-directed exocrine transport platform.”

Academician Tran looked at me.

“The review board considered all relevant domestic research groups.”

“And they thought she was the best person to cover this topic.”

I unconsciously tightened my grip on the back of the chair.

“Academician Tran…”

“This is a great honor for me.”

“But currently I'm still working at Hoa Thuy...”

“That's not important.”

Academician Tran raised his hand to interrupt me.

“Hoa Thuy can participate as the host unit.”

“Or don't participate.”

“What we need is people.”

“Not the company.”

“The project budget is twenty million yuan.”

“Three year period.”

“And requires you to participate full-time.”

Twenty million yuan. National level project. Three years of total dedication. I understand clearly what that means. If Hoa Thuy becomes the unit implementing the project... In the prospectus when listing, the company can clearly state: Unit in charge of national key scientific projects. That title alone is enough to increase the company's valuation by at least more than a billion yuan. But if Hua Thuy doesn't participate... Then the twenty million yuan of funding and the entire academic reputation behind it will no longer have anything to do with them. Academician Tran seemed to read the thoughts in my eyes.

“You don't need to rush to answer.”

“But there is a timeline.”

“Before the end of next month, we must identify the person in charge of the topic and the presiding unit.”

“If you agree to participate.”

“No matter which organization is chosen as the implementing unit, the council will approve it.”

"I got it."

When leaving the Science Museum. It's drizzling outside. I stood on the steps, looking at the wet road ahead. Twenty million yuan of funding. A project backed by the state. This is a card that Tien Dat Pham never dreamed of. It's also what Chu Kien Quoc desires more than anything. Only then did I realize. The cards in my hand... They're much heavier than I imagined. Right at that moment. The phone rings. It's Tieu Tran.

“Something happened!”

“What?”

“That useless Tu Bo has caused trouble!”

“What is he doing?”

“Today he tested the third generation Thanh Le's semi-industrial production process…”

“Breaked the reaction tank!”

I immediately stood up straight.

“What?”

“Reaction tank number 3 has an overpressure warning.”

“The system must be depressurized urgently.”

“All the ingredients in the tank are spoiled.”

“Fortunately, no one got hurt love."

“But the entire batch of semi-finished products is considered waste.”

“Damage is at least three million yuan!”

I tightened my grip on the phone. Reactor tank number 3. That is the stage with extremely strict requirements for temperature control in each stage. But the actual parameters... Only in my head. In the document that Tu Bac received, only standard parameters were recorded. Not actual operating parameters. It's not because the documents are wrong. But because that step must be directly adjusted by someone with experience. Each different batch of raw materials requires real-time adjustment. That is real combat experience. It's the operating secret. Never put into writing. Tien Dat Pham doesn't understand. Tu Bac did not understand even more. They think technology is just a few files of documents. Several databases. Technology has never been just about data. Technology is people. Monday morning. Before I even entered the research area, I saw a crowd gathered in the hall. Tien Dat Pham stands in the middle. His face was as black as the bottom of a pot. Next to him is Tu Bac with a pale face.

“Is the investigation clear?”

Tien Dat Pham shouted loudly.

“In the end, who did the wrong thing?”

Tu Uncle wiped the sweat from his forehead.

“Dear President…”

“I completely followed the specifications in the document.”

“There were no mistakes.”

“So why did the problem happen?”

“I doubt…”

His eyes immediately turned towards me.

“Maybe the document itself has problems.”

Tien Dat Pham also turned to look at me. I stopped walking.

“Technological parameters of reactor number 3.”

“In the document you wrote down the correct standard value?”

I calmly looked at him.

“The document accurately records common operating parameters that have been tested.”

“But the process in tank number 3 has an actual calibration step.”

“Need to dynamically adjust based on each batch of raw materials.”

Tien Dat Pham tugged at the corner of his eye.

“So why don't you write that correction parameter into the document?”

“I wrote it down.”

I looked at Tu Uncle.

“It's in the tech notes.”

“Appendix number seven.”

“Don't you see?”

Tu Bac was stunned.

“Appendix number seven?”

“No way.”

“In my folder there are only six appendices.”

I turned to Tien Dat Pham.

“It's an access issue.”

“When you adjusted my authority before, the reference link to appendix number seven was disconnected.”

“The system will not report an error.”

“Only show documents that exist.”

All the surrounding technical staff simultaneously looked towards Tien Dat Pham. His face immediately became extremely ugly.