Chapter 17 — After Being Evicted From Home, I Inherited 30 Million Yuan

“Let everyone here see clearly…”

“Three years of replacement management…”

“What has Cam Hoa turned into?”

Tham Ba Chau opened his mouth and then closed it. At the end of the hall, whispers began to echo. Bui Duc Xuong sat in the front row and then slowly spoke up.

“I have been in a relationship with Cam Hoa for thirty years.”

“Tham Cam Hoa is an embroidery artist that I have seen grow with my own eyes every day.”

“In the country's generation of embroidery artists, she is one of the most outstanding.”

“Her daughter inherited her mother's skills and brand.”

“As a pioneer in the industry…”

“I think this is where Cam Hoa should belong.”

The whole hall was as quiet as paper. Tham Ba Chau stood there alone. No one spoke up to defend him. Right after that, director Cao Man also stood up.

“As a representative of the Provincial Craft Arts Museum…”

“I also want to say one more thing.”

“The screen work 'Lotus Wrapped in Branches' by Tham Niem Hoa has entered the list of nominees for this year's best products.”

“In the young generation of artisans…”

“This is an extremely rare achievement.”

“I believe…”

“The future of the Cam Hoa brand is in her hands.”

I stood on stage, looking at Tham Ba Chau's face. The light is very bright. His forehead was beaded with sweat. He glanced around the hall. No one responded to him with supportive eyes. He suddenly picked up the glass of water on the table, turned around and quickly walked out. A few scattered rounds of applause rang out in the hall. Then gradually... Turned into simultaneous applause. At the end of the back row, Luc Canh Tham and Chung Dao still sat motionless. Chung Dao's face was pale and bloodless. Luc Canh Tham bowed his head, not looking at anyone. I retracted my gaze.

“Thank you everyone.”

“Next, I would like to introduce Cam Hoa's new product line.”

After the premiere ended, Luc Canh Tham did not leave immediately. I'm packing up my belongings in the rest area behind the exhibition. When he pushed the door open, I was removing the embroidered screen from the display shelf.

“Nien Hoa.”

I didn't raise my head.

“The exhibition has been cleaned up.”

“Please go out.”

“I want to talk to you.”

“Is there anything left to talk about between us?”

He stood at the door, not moving. Silence for a long time.

“Before…”

“I didn't know your mother left you so many things.”

The movement in my hand stopped.

“So what?”

“I want to say…”

“What happened before, you did not do it right.”

Only then did I turn my head to look at him.

“Luc Canh Tham.”

“What did you do that was 'wrong'?”

"When I was lying on the ground in anaphylactic shock, you let go of my hand to help Chung Dao?"

“Or let her move into my house, take over my wardrobe, and wear the relics my mother left behind?”

“How about we throw our seven-year savings card on the hospital bed and say it's enough for me to buy ten pieces of embroidery?”

"Or let your mother stand in front of outsiders and say that I have no father or mother and am not worthy to be your wife?"

“Let me try…”

“In the things you do…”

“Is any of this true?”

His expression stiffened. Lips moved slightly twice.

“Nien Hoa…”

“At that time you…”

“At that time you thought I was easy to bully.”

“There is no support.”

“Treat me however you want.”

“Now that I know my mother left the company to me…”

“I just feel like I was wrong.”

“Luc Canh Deep."

“What I did wrong…”

“It's not about leaving me.”

“It's the way you left me.”

“I was lying on the ground in anaphylactic shock.”

“Let go of my hand to help someone else.”

“That…”

“Does it have anything to do with whether my mother has a company or not?”

He can't speak anymore. There was the sound of high heels outside the door. Chung Dao appeared at the door. She looked at me, then looked at Luc Canh Tham. His face was extremely unsightly.

“Canh Tham.”

“We should go home.”

She walked over and pulled his arm. As she passed me, she stopped for a moment.

“Ms. Niem Hoa.”

“You have a company, you have courage... that's your business.”

“But Canh Tham is my person.”

“Don't think that once you have money, you can get anything back.”

I looked at her.

“Your people?”

I bowed my head and continued to tidy up the screen, my tone calm as if I were talking about the weather.

“So keep it safe.”

“The things I threw away…”

“Will not pick it up again.”

Chung Dao's face immediately turned red. Luc Canh Tham pulled her hand and left. After the door closed, Aunt Chau walked in from the other door.

“You handled it very well.”

I put the screen in the wooden box.

“Those two are not important.”

“The important thing is…”

“How will you counterattack next?”

“Guess what?”

“I guess he won't submit.”

“We will definitely find another way to counterattack.”

Aunt Chau nodded.

“I have already informed the finance department.”

“From today onwards, all payments and foreign contracts must have your signature for confirmation.”

“The magnetic card system has also changed.”

“Your access rights have been revoked.”