Chapter 5 — 8 Million Dividend Does Not Include Me, No One Knows I Own Tens of Millions of Yuan

The eldest brother's hand began to tremble. He doesn't have to be afraid of me. But I'm afraid my father will know about this. I understand you all too well. What he cares most about has never been right or wrong. It's about face. The position of "eldest son" in his father's eyes.

"Tri Y, I beg you..."

His voice lowered to its peak.

"Don't tell dad about this."

"Money... money I'll pay."

"I'll give you back 300,000 yuan immediately."

"I don't need your money."

I stood up.

"I just want everyone to know something."

I looked at him from above.

"Thinh Hang Trading is my company."

The eldest brother's pupils suddenly contracted. In that moment, I saw all the blood on his face disappear. Lips trembling. The voice came out almost lost.

"What...what did you just say?"

"Thing Hang Trade."

"The shareholder holding 100% of the shares is Lam Tri Y."

I put my bag back on my shoulder. Take a look at him.

"I give 5 million yuan of orders every year."

"More than 60% of the factory's revenue comes from me."

"Everyone divided 8 million yuan in dividends."

"Of which at least 4 million yuan of profit is due to my orders."

"As a result, everyone gave me 500,000 yuan."

"And told me if I can't get married in the future, I'll use that money to support my old age."

The eldest brother's whole body collapsed onto the chair. Coffee was knocked over. Brown liquid flowed across the table and then dripped onto his pants. But he didn't realize it at all.

"No way..."

"No way..."

"Go back and tell your parents."

Having finished speaking, I turned around and left the shop. Behind me was the sound of a chair falling to the floor. When the eldest brother chased him out. I sat in the car. He kept banging on the glass door. His face was panicked as if he had just seen a ghost.

"Tri Y, wait!"

"Tell me clearly!"

I lowered the window a small crack.

"I've said everything that needs to be said."

"Happy New Year."

When the car leaves the parking lot. Through the rearview mirror, I saw my eldest brother still standing motionless in place. The cold wind flapped his shirt. It looks like an empty shell whose soul has been drained from it. The news spread very quickly. That evening. My phone almost exploded. Mom called more than thirty times. The second brother sent a very long recording. I don't listen. The second sister-in-law sent a message:

"Tri Y, have you misunderstood something?"

"How can Thinh Hang be mine..."

"Don't scare people."

Dad didn't call. He just sent a message. Just four words:

"Let's go home."

I sat on the sofa in the apartment. Look at those four words for a long time. Suddenly remembered my childhood days. He also often used the same tone to call me.

"Stand at attention."

Refusal is not allowed. He still thinks I'm the obedient daughter he was. If you call back, you must return. Just scold a few words and you'll listen. I turned off the phone. The next day. I still go to work at the company as usual. Ten o'clock meeting. Eleven o'clock meeting with partner. Exactly twelve o'clock. The receptionist called internally.

"Mr. Lam, there's someone downstairs who wants to see you."

"Say it's your family member."

"A woman, seems very agitated."

I was silent for a second.

"What does it look like?"

"About forty or fifty years old."

"Wear a red life jacket."

"Constantly saying he wants to see his daughter."

"Tell her I'm not at work."

"But she said she wouldn't go, she had to wait sir..."

"Just say I'm not going to the company today."

"...Yes, Mr. Lam."

After hanging up. I walked to the ground-level glass door and looked down. Twenty-third floor. Can't see the face of the person below clearly. But I can imagine my mother's expression right now. Definitely just impatient. Just angry. Just unbelievable. The daughter in her eyes is useless. Can't get married. Only worth 500,000 yuan. Owns a company with an annual profit of more than 43 million yuan. Her worldview is collapsing. But that... No longer concerns me. Two o'clock in the afternoon. Eldest sister-in-law Trieu Nha Cam sent me a very long message.

"Tri Y, I'm the eldest sister-in-law."

"I'm sorry about Tet."

"It's you who speaks without thinking."

"But we are still family after all."

"How can there be any hatred that can last the night?"

"The contract with Thinh Hang, can you discuss it again?"

"Eldest brother, I will return 300,000 yuan."

"We will definitely treat you well from now on."

I read all the messages. No reply. Also delete that chat frame. I will definitely treat you well. Which later? Was it after knowing I had money? Or "later" when I return to that house? I lived in that family for twenty-six years. During those twenty-six years, they had countless opportunities to treat me well.