Chapter 31 — At the end of the week when I was fired, I made the 3.9 billion contract into waste paper

The notice clearly states: Chairman Trieu Duc Xuong resigned because of serious errors in internal management. Cao Bang was transferred to the legal department and relevant agencies to investigate bonus embezzlement, manipulation of human resources processes, and slander of employees. Lieu Vien's labor contract was terminated. The human resources and communications departments were completely restructured. At the end of the announcement was a public apology to me and the employees who were treated unfairly over the past three years. After reading it, I didn't immediately turn off the screen. Vien Giai sat across from me in Minh Khai's new office, his eyes slightly red.

“General Shen, they finally have to apologize.”

I looked at the text on the screen.

“Do you feel angry?”

I thought for a moment. Vien Giai burst out laughing.

“I thought you were going to say no.”

I also laughed.

“You are not a saint.”

If you are wronged, you will be angry. Being smeared will hurt. Being betrayed by someone you once trusted will be unpleasant. So when I saw those people finally pay the price, I naturally felt angry. But other than that, let out anger. I even felt relieved. Like an old door finally closing. From today onwards. Hoa Nhac is no longer the place where I need to prove anything. Trieu Duc Xuong, Cao Bang, years of exhausting overtime, delayed promises, times being forced to accept responsibility, all stop here. The phone vibrates. It's a message from Phuong Minh Vien.

“Do you want to celebrate tonight?”

I replied:

"No way. Come home for dinner tonight."

Very quickly, he texted back:

“Then another day.”

Then add a sentence.

“Congratulations, Tham Nhuoc Ninh.”

I looked at the last six words. Smiling softly. Not congratulations to Ms. Tham. Not congratulating partner Tham. But congratulations to Tham Nhuoc Ninh. In the evening, I went back to the Tham family's house. As soon as I entered the door, I heard my mother's voice in the dining room.

"Ninh Ninh is back, right? Quickly wash your hands and eat."

I change shoes. Suddenly I felt that this scene was very unreal. But very warm. On the dining table are still my favorite dishes. Pork rib soup with lotus root. Stir-fried vegetables are frugal. Mom put food in my bowl and said as she picked it up:

"If you work, work, don't risk your life when studying."

Father sitting opposite immediately frowned.

“When did I risk my life?”

Mom looked at him.

“Do you want me to remind you of each story?”

Father immediately fell silent. Tham Nghien sat next to me and couldn't help but laugh.

“Dad, the doctor told you not to argue with mom.”

Father looked at him coldly.

“I also say a few less words.”

Tham Nghien very naturally turned to me.

"You see, when you're healthy, you can scold people."

I laughed. Father looked at me again.

“What are you laughing at?”

"Nothing."

He put a piece of fish into my bowl. Very natural movements. It's like those seven years of separation never existed. I bowed my head and looked at the bowl of rice. In that moment, the bridge of my nose suddenly felt a bit spicy. Before, I always thought I had to do a lot of things. Must be promoted. Must sign a big project. Must prove that there is no need to rely on family. You have to make those who once looked down on you bow their heads. I go very fast. It was so fast that I forgot there was a light behind me that was always on. Now I understand. It turns out that being yourself doesn't mean being alone. It also doesn't mean you have to refuse all love. A real person Strength is not because there is no one behind you. Even though you know there is someone behind you, you can still stand firm on your own. After meal. Mom told the maid to bring fruit. Dad sat on the sofa watching financial news, occasionally frowning and commenting a few sentences. Tham Nghien lazily leaned back in his chair, looking at his phone and teasing me:

“Partner Tham, do you have a meeting scheduled with your brother tomorrow?”

I glanced at him.

"Do not have."

“So can shareholder Tham have the respect to have breakfast with the whole family?”

Mom immediately said:

"Yes. Mom told the kitchen to prepare porridge."

Father didn't look at me. But one more thing to say:

“Don't wake up too early tomorrow.”

I looked at the three people in front of me. The living room lighting is very soft. The sound of small talk rang in my ears. So normal that it couldn't be more normal. But it is this normality that calms my heart. First time in seven years. I no longer feel like I have to immediately return to my desk. No longer feel like I have to prove it to anyone. No longer feel like if I stop for a moment, I will be left behind. I am a partner of Minh Khai. A shareholder of Thinh Ninh. As the future successor of an investment group. But before all those names. I am still Tham Nhuoc Ninh. She is her parents' daughter. She is Tham Nghien's younger sister. As someone who has gone through seven very long years, he finally found his way home. I sat down next to my mother. Accept the fruit plate she gave you. Suddenly felt. From now on. I really don't need to prove anything anymore.