Chapter 15 — After Losing 4 Billion Inheritance, I Made The Whole Family Look Up

He attended as a representative of a district administrative agency. Still holding a cup of tea in hand. The outside of the glass is full of steam. He looked at me. I also looked at him. Phuong Di walked to the side. Get the microphone.

"Hi everybody."

"General Director To always participates in the company's development strategy and important decisions."

"Today was her first public appearance."

"In the next Q&A."

"General Manager To will answer the questions with me."

The conference lasted another forty minutes. I answer six questions. These are all issues of development orientation and cooperation strategy. Every time I speak up. The entire auditorium was unusually quiet. It's not because what I said is too sublime. But because... He hid himself for five years. Finally stepped from the back of the stage to the lights. After the conference ended. Many leaders of investment funds lined up to hand out business cards. Someone said:

"Admired for a long time."

Someone said:

"Now I understand why Thuy Khang grows so quickly."

Some people also asked directly:

"Can General Manager To arrange a private discussion?"

I responded in turn. But not too close. Phuong Di helps me block out most social interactions. Wait for everyone to almost disperse. I put the business card case away. Turn around towards the exit. To Kiet is standing behind a pillar near the door. He hasn't left yet. When you see me. There was no longer anger on his face. No more awkwardness. There was only silence compressed to the extreme. I stepped forward. Stop in front of him.

"Are you done watching?"

To Kiet's voice was hoarse.

"I'm done watching."

"Is there anything you want to say?"

He looked at me. Slightly pursed your lips.

"I won."

I shook my head.

"It's not about winning or losing."

"From start to finish."

"I have never compared to you."

I went around him. Walk straight out. The convention center is still brightly lit. Three hundred people in the hall today. Everyone knows who To Niem Van is. The whole industry will know. Relatives once told me:

"Pretending to be poor."

"Trick for sympathy."

"Dignity matters."

Will also know. The night wind blew. I stood in the parking lot. Make a phone call.

"I'm going home to eat tonight."

The speed at which news spreads. Much faster than I thought. The next morning. It is posted everywhere in industry newsletters.

"The mysterious female shareholder behind Thuy Khang Technology is revealed for the first time."

"8X generation female investor officially appears in public."

I don't read those articles. But Tieu Tong has transitioned quite a bit into the work group. 10 am. Trieu Ngoc Lan called. I don't listen. She called a second time. I still don't listen. Ten minutes later. To Kien Minh called. I thought a bit. Finally picked up the phone.

"Nien Van."

"It's the eldest uncle."

"I saw what happened yesterday."

"The news always talks about you."

"Nien Van."

"These past years..."

"It's really not easy for me."

I didn't speak up.

"What kind of person is your uncle-in-law?"

"You already know that."

"Impatient, speaks without thinking."

"I did some outrageous things before."

"Now she also regrets it."

"Nien Van."

"One family member."

"The old story..."

I interrupted him.

"I know what you mean."

"Old stories exist cannot be mentioned."

"But there's one thing."

"You have to tell me clearly."

"What's going on?"

"Tran Giai Di."

"To Kiet's girlfriend."

The other end of the line was silent for two seconds.

"Last week."

"She pretended to be an employee of the District Commerce Department."

"Call Thuy Khang Technology to inquire about company information."

"Then it spread the news in professional groups."

"Say your studio is having financial difficulties."

"She even contacted your partner privately."

"Alluding to an incident in your family."

"Say your capital chain is broken."

"This..."

"There's all the evidence."

"I have screenshots."

"There is a chat history."

"There is also a recording of a call pretending to be a civil service check."

To Kien Minh's breathing immediately became heavy.

"Nien Van."

"Don't be hot."

"Let me handle this matter."

"I will talk to To Kiet."

"I don't need you to handle it."

"I'm just letting you know."

"Notification?"

"If Tran Giai Di doesn't stop."

"I will send all of these documents directly to her unit's disciplinary inspection department."

"Pretending to be official."

"Spreading defamatory news."

"Taking advantage of work position to collect business information."

"Every one of those things."

"It's enough for her to write a review that's ten pages long."

The other end of the line was completely silent. A very long time later.

"Nien Van..."

"Give me three days."

"I will definitely force To Kiet to take care of her."

I hung up. Afternoon. To Kha Kha ran to find me.

"Ms. Niem Van."

"To Kiet texted me."

"He asked me to ask you."

"Can you forgive Tran Giai Di?"

"He said Giai Di only..."

"'Just a little concern and help.'"

"'Didn't mean to target you.'"

Pay attention and help a little. The industry group said I was about to go bankrupt. In front of my partner, I spread the news that my family was having trouble. Impersonating an employee of the Department of Commerce to investigate my company.