Chapter 5 — 35 Currency Salary, Exchanged For An Entire Empire Collapse

"You better pray it doesn't find anything."

"If not..."

"I guarantee you won't be able to leave this city."

"Mr. Vuong, you can rest assured!"

Truong Quy immediately bowed his head.

"My mouth is very tight."

"That year, when I received money from President Vuong, I knew what to say and what not to say."

"My wife and children are all abroad."

"I won't make fun of them."

"It's best."

Vuong Khon replied coldly.

"To Kien Quoc drove himself carelessly."

"Driving while tired."

"Understood?"

To Kien Quoc. My father's name. It came out so softly from his mouth. So indifferent. As if talking about the life and death of an ant. I bit my lip. Don't let yourself make even a single sound. The phone camera records it all clearly. Vuong Khon did not stay long. After giving instructions, he prepared to leave. Just then he turned around. Truong Quy suddenly spoke up.

"Mr. Wang, can I ask one more question?"

"What happened that year... was the braking system really caused by my actions?"

Truong Quy's voice trembled.

"That day I just followed instructions, checked the car once, I didn't do anything."

"Later the police came to ask, Chairman Vuong told me to say that the brakes were too old and damaged, so I just said the same thing..."

Vuong Khon stopped walking. He turned his head to look at Truong Quy. A strange smile appeared on his face.

"If you shouldn't ask, don't ask."

He said:

"There are times when knowing too much is not a good thing."

I turned off movie mode. Quietly retreating back into the night. It turns out that's it. Vuong Zhenhua even fooled Truong Quy. He made Truong Quy think that he was only participating for show. But in reality, the person who gave the decisive blow was someone else. A beautiful way cicadas escape their bodies. A Vuong Chan Hoa is tight without any gaps. I returned home. Back up videos and audio recordings in three copies. An encrypted cloud drive upload. One copy is saved to the new USB. One copy was sent to that mysterious phone number. I texted that person:

"Is this enough?"

This time, the other person responded very quickly.

"But it's still not enough to give him nowhere to go."

"The company's anniversary celebration will take place next Friday."

"Vuong Chan Hoa will personally attend and announce the launch of phase two of the Truong Phong project."

"That would be the most suitable stage."

I looked at the message. A bold plan gradually formed in my mind. Vuong Khon likes to joke around. Vuong Chan Hoa likes to watch plays. Then I'll play them a big game. I called Vuong Khon. As soon as the phone connected, he appeared very surprised.

"To Tinh? Do you still dare to call me?"

"General Vuong."

My voice was very calm. Still a bit tired.

"I admit defeat."

"The story on the internal forum, my mother's story..."

"I can't stand it anymore."

"I beg you, please spare my mother."

"As long as you agree not to continue bothering my family."

"During the company's anniversary celebration..."

"I will stand in front of everyone and publicly apologize to you."

"Then voluntarily resigned."

The other end of the line was silent for a long time. I can imagine his expression right now. Surprised. Then gradually came the undisguised satisfaction. A prey cornered at the last straw also bowed his head to pray. He smirked.

"To Tinh, do you think apologizing is enough?"

"Whatever Mr. Wang wants me to do, I will do it."

I lowered my voice. Brought a choking sob.

"I just hope you raise it high and hit softly."

"Okay."

He was very satisfied with my attitude.

"During the celebration, you don't just have to apologize."

"But you also have to accept all responsibility."

"Saying that it was because he was jealous of me that he intentionally slandered me."

"I want you to kneel."

"Kneel in front of my father and all company employees to apologize."

My hand holding the phone was covered in blue veins. I gritted my teeth and forced out one word.

"That's right."

Vuong Kun's voice was filled with the joy of a winner.

"Remember, don't play tricks."

"Your mother is still in the hospital."

"I can definitely arrange for some 'mental patients' to come visit her hospital room."

"I get it."

After hanging up the phone, I leaned my back against the wall, breathing heavily. Anger is like hot lava rolling in my chest. I looked at my father's photo on the computer screen.

"Dad, wait a little longer."