Chapter 20 — After Being Evicted From Home, I Inherited 30 Million Yuan

But looking from afar... The lotus flower wraps the branch completely. The patching part uses thread half a tone darker than the original color. Still see the traces. But not bad at all. Like an old wound after healing. Still there. But it doesn't hurt anymore. I folded the scarf and put it in my bag. The phone vibrated again. Luc Canh Tham's message.

“Nien Hoa, if it's convenient, let's meet once.”

“There are a few things I want to clarify to you directly.”

I don't answer. The second message arrived quickly.

"You already know what Chung Dao did online."

“I will handle it.”

I looked at that message for three seconds. Then answer the correct two words.

"No need."

After sending, I deleted the chat box. There are some people... You don't need them to clean up the mess for you. Because it was them... They were the ones who brought that filth. Friday next week. Cam Hoa's first floor reception room. Representatives of the boutique hotel group and the creative writing company arrived at the same time. The hotel group has three people. The leader is purchasing director Trieu Man Hoa. The creative writing company has two people. The leader is creative director and partner Giang Tieu. Aunt Chau prepares tea and cakes for guests. Recently completed products from the embroidery room are also displayed on the exhibition shelves in the living room. Two o'clock in the afternoon. The official exchange began. Trieu Man Hoa flipped through the product catalog I prepared. Very quickly, I turned to the Lien Hoa Quan Canh collection.

“This product line of yours is truly outstanding.”

“But I want to ask a practical question.”

“Can your production capacity keep up?”

“In the second half of this year we have six new hotels opening.”

“Each location needs more than eighty custom-made embroidery products.”

“Currently Cam Hoa has seven embroiderers.”

“Within the next month it will increase to twelve people.”

“I'm restoring the production line that was cut.”

“High-volume basic models can coordinate the semi-manual process.”

“The main models will still be completely hand-embroidered.”

“What about the delivery schedule?”

“First sample delivered in three weeks.”

“Large quantities depend on orders, about six to eight weeks.”

She nodded. Giang Tieu next to him interjected.

“Our creative writing side is more interested in the brand story.”

“The history of Cam Hoa itself is very good content material.”

“But I heard that Cam Hoa's internal affairs have been a bit volatile recently?”

She speaks very well. What it really means is:

“I heard about the civil war in your house.”

“I want to know if a new boss like you can finally sit still.”

I looked at her.

“Cam Hoa's management rights have been completely handed over.”

“Legal documents confirm full ownership.”

“The audit has also been completed.”

“If you need to see…”

“I can give it now.”

Giang Tieu gently raised his hand.

"No need."

“I believe you.”

“Mr. Bui Duc Xuong himself introduced Cam Hoa to me.”

“I don't look at the papers.”

“I look at people.”

Just as the conversation reached the most important part... The reception room door was pushed open. Chung Dao walked in. She was wearing a compact white suit, her hair was in a delicate bun, and she was holding a file bag in her hand. Bright smile. It's like this is my own reception room.

“Sorry for bothering you.”

“I came to find Miss Tham.”

Aunt Chau followed and walked in, her face very unsightly.

“She said it was because her uncle told her came, insisted on entering.”

“I can't stop it.”

I looked at Chung Dao.

“What did you come for?”

She put the file bag on the table, unzipped it and took out a stack of papers.

“Mr. Tham Ba Chau authorized me to hand over a document.”

“This is an official protest against the change in management of Cam Hoa.”

She pushed the stack of papers in front of me.

“Mr. Tham thinks…”

“The exhibition work you used at the art fair…”

“That Lotus Wrapped Branch screen…”

“The original design was not entirely her own creation.”

“He said the original pattern of this model…”

“Derived from Cam Hoa's internal design archive left by Ms. Tham Cam Hoa.”

“In an unlicensed state…”

“Used the company's internal intellectual property as a personal entry.”

“According to the law…”

“This is an infringement of intellectual property rights.”

Having finished speaking, she took a step back. Put your husband's hands in front of you. Looks extremely dignified. But the eyes... Trieu Man Hoa and Giang Tieu frowned at the same time. The whole room was silent for three seconds. I picked up the protest petition. Flip through two pages. Done reading.