Chapter 7 — 38 Million Yuan and Family Drama

The official meeting to sign the share transfer contract and hand over the eighty million yuan is scheduled for three days later. Location: Tinh Dieu Group's largest meeting room. That day, Hua Dao and Giang Triet dressed splendidly, had a fiery spirit, and looked as if they were the real main characters of the ceremony. Although Giang Triet is not a company employee, as "Hua Dao's fiance" and also an "important partner" of that big project, he was specially allowed to attend. My parents also came. There was a look of relief on their faces, as if they had just gotten rid of a huge trouble. The entire board of directors and shareholders were present. Even the project partner - the multinational corporation that I "blocked" the day before - also participated via video call, with the expectation that after today, all internal problems will be resolved and the project can restart. Everyone thought — today was a ceremony of “joyous empowerment, win-win.” Only I know — Today, it was a public execution, which I had arranged in advance. The meeting took place quickly, the process was clear. The lawyer began reading out the terms in the transfer contract. On Hua Dao's face there is always a smile of victory. She continuously glanced at Giang Triet, their eyes filled with dreams of a future of power - money - victory. And then, comes the final step — signing. The lawyer delivered the official contract in front of Hua Dao. She picked up the expensive fountain pen, screwed the cap on, unable to hide her excitement - just waiting to sign her name. Right at the moment the tip of the pen was about to touch the paper— I smiled and spoke:

“Wait.”

All eyes in the meeting room turned to me. Hua Dao stopped, her face immediately lost patience, frowning:

“Hua Niem, what tricks do you want to play again?”

I didn't answer her, just gently turned to all the people sitting around the conference table and politely said:

“Dear shareholders and representatives,

Before officially signing the transfer contract, I have an extremely important additional document related to the valuation of the company's assets - which should be made public right here." Having finished speaking, I glanced at Ms. Linh who was standing behind. Ms. Linh immediately nodded, stepped forward, and plugged the USB into the meeting room's presentation system. The next second — the big screen turned on. The first to appear is: Detailed information of "Global Trade Consulting Company" - registered unit in the Cayman Islands. Attached is the entire transaction statement for the past three years, showing how Tinh Dieu Group spent every penny of "consulting fee" for this company. Next — Is the business registration file of "Thinh Hoa Thuong". The line "Representative legal entity" is highlighted in red: the name of Giang Triet's distant maternal relative. And finally — Complete and intuitive cash flow analysis diagram. It shows that Tinh Dieu Group's money was withdrawn little by little, going through these two front companies, and finally flowing directly into personal accounts related to Giang Triet and Hua Dao. The evidence is clear. All links fit tightly. The entire meeting room suddenly fell into dead silence. Everyone — from leaders to small shareholders, were wide-eyed and gasping at what appeared on the screen. Sharp Hua Dao and Giang Triet's faces changed continuously: From red → white → pale → ash gray. Those are the faces of two people who have just had their entire conspiracy exposed, and are falling freely into the abyss of despair. On the other side of the video call, the representative of the multinational partner corporation had a cold face. He adjusted his headphones, his voice as decisive as the sound of a hammer hammering a sentence:

“Considering that your company's executive board is involved in serious commercial fraud,

We declare: Immediately - unconditionally - terminate all cooperation with Tinh Dieu Group."

“At the same time, we reserve the right to sue and pursue legal liability against your company.”

After finishing speaking, the video call screen turned off with a cold "click" sound. The entire meeting room... was as quiet as paper. It was so quiet that you could hear each person's heartbeat. The tens of billions project that Hua Dao pursued with all her heart, all her ambitions, dreams, illusions of power - in that moment, completely collapsed.