Chapter 13 — After Being Evicted From Home, I Inherited 30 Million Yuan

The day the exhibition ended, the results were also announced. My screen "Lotus Wrapped in Branches" was selected as one of the best works of the year. I am also the youngest among the nominated authors this year. The organizers sent the notice down, and Aunt Chau immediately forwarded it to me.

“Cam Hoa Embroidery Phuong has a work selected for this year's round of voting for fine handcrafted fine arts.”

“Contest entry: Embroidered screen with Lotus Flowers Wrapped in Branches.”

“Author: Tham Niem Hoa.”

As soon as the news spread, the chat group of Cam Hoa's former employees immediately exploded. The sender voice congratulated. The caller asked if he needed to work on a new product line overtime. Aunt Te also carried a bag of fruit to the door of the embroidery room, put it down and then quietly left, without saying anything. But her eyes were red. That afternoon, Phuong Tri Vien also called me.

“Miss Tham, I heard about the exhibition.”

“I also saw photos of your work.”

“Previously, I said I would wait until after the exhibition to discuss further.”

“The exhibition is over now.”

“Is it convenient for you to meet?”

I made an appointment with him to come to Cam Hoa the next day. When Phuong Tri Vien arrived, he brought a bag of documents.

“I did some research.”

“Cam Hoa's brand foundation is very good, its reputation in the industry is still there.”

“But your operation over the past three years has been really problematic, causing the supply chain and customer network to seriously shrink.”

“If you want to recover in the short term, you need some startup capital.”

He opened the file bag and pushed an investment proposal in front of me.

“I personally invested two million yuan.”

“In exchange for 5% of the shares.”

“I am not involved in daily management, but in the financial and legal aspects, I can support you.”

“You should consider it.”

I flipped through the agreement. The terms are clear, there are no additional requirements.

“Mr. Phuong.”

“I have a question.”

“You just say it.”

“You had contact with my uncle before.”

“He was looking for you because he wanted you to invest.”

“So why didn't you agree then?”

He gently pushed his glasses.

“Because what you need is not an investor.”

“It's the one who takes over the mess for him.”

“He wanted to sell Cam Hoa to me and then take the money and leave.”

“But Cam Hoa's value does not lie in factories or machines.”

“It's about the brand and the craftsmanship.”

“Those things…”

“Your uncle doesn't understand.”

“I can't keep it either.”

He looked at me.

“Only when you come back…”

“The Cam Hoa is truly original.”

I closed my investment intention.

“Two million yuan.”

“5% stake.”

"I agree."

He held out his hand. I shook his hand. Aunt Chau stood next to her and breathed a long sigh. That evening, I received an unexpected phone call. Luc Canh Tham.

“Nien Hoa, about the exhibition… I saw it.”

“Congratulations.”

I said nothing.

“There are some things I want to tell you in person.”

“Can I see you once?”

“Inconvenient.”

“Nien Hoa…”

“Luc Canh Tham.”

“I'm very busy now.”

"Are you done talking? I'm hanging up."

I ended the call. Five seconds later, WeChat displays a new message notification. It's Chung Dao.

"Miss Niem Hoa, I heard Canh Tham say you participated in some exhibition? That sounds really creepy."

“But I want to remind you something.”

“The name you used for the exhibition is 'Cam Hoa', right?"

“But Cam Hoa is a company run by my uncle and sister manage."

“A newly returned person like you… how much can you actually participate in?”

"Don't keep using Cam Hoa's name to paint your face in gold, it's easy to make others misunderstand."

I looked at that message and turned off WeChat. Lam Tri Y, sitting next to him, could also see it.

“That girl really has no shame.”

“Just let her talk.”

“Aren't you going to answer?”

“Answer what?”

I placed the phone face down on the table.

“Wait for her to come to the exhibition and see whose name is written on the results announcement…”

“Then you will automatically know how to answer.”

Lam Tri Y looked at me for a long time.

“Tham Niem Hoa.”

“You have really changed.”

“I haven't changed.”

“It's just that before… I didn't have the heart to counterattack.”

After Fang Zhiyuan's two million yuan was transferred, I did three things. First thing. Hire a professional auditing company to review all of Cam Hoa's finances over the past three years. The second thing. Contact the suppliers whose cooperation was cut off by my uncle, and personally go to each place to discuss restoring the relationship. Aunt Chau accompanied me for a week. We met with a total of eleven suppliers. The four parties immediately agreed. The three sides said they wanted to observe more. Third thing. Invite each veteran embroiderer who was laid off to come back. News spread very quickly. Not long after, my uncle knew about Phuong Tri Vien's investment and also about auditing. He went to Cam Hoa. That day I was in the embroidery room, drawing designs for a new product line. The door was pushed open forcefully. Tham Ba Chau stood at the door. His face was gloomy and scary.