Chapter 1 — Being fired by my husband and Bach Nguyet Quang, I took 60% of the company's shares back.

Being fired by my husband and Bach Nguyet Quang, I took 60% of the company's shares back.

"Tam Tri Y, what exactly did you do?"

Pho Thua Chau's voice on the phone was both urgent and angry, completely lacking his usual nobility and superiority. I held the phone and sat on the sofa in the hotel suite. It's been ten days. The first time he proactively contacted me, he didn't ask me if I was doing well, nor why I left. It's because of that 60% stake.

"Did you sell those shares?"

He was almost screaming.

"Do you know that control of the company is no longer in my hands?"

I looked at the divorce agreement on the tea table and burst out laughing.

"Deputy President, did you call the wrong person?"

The other end of the line suddenly went silent.

"I'm just a former employee who was fired by you. Who does Tinh Lan Media belong to? What does it have to do with me?"

"Tham Tri Y!"

He tried to suppress his anger.

"Now is not the time for you to be angry. Tell me, who bought those shares?"

"Want to know?"

I turned to the last page of the divorce agreement. My name has been signed a long time ago.

"Go ask Hua Man Ninh."

The other end of the line fell completely silent. I won't give him any more chances. Ten days ago. Meeting room on the top floor of Tinh Lan Media. Pho Thua Chau sat in the chair position, next to Hua Man Ninh. She was wearing the white suit I gave her last year, her eyes were red, and she was clutching a file of documents in her hand.

"Miss Tri Y, I really don't want things to turn out like this."

Her voice trembled.

"But the project had bookkeeping problems, and in the end, someone had to take responsibility."

Deputy Thua Chau pushed the documents in front of me.

"Tham Tri Y, according to the resolution of the Board of Directors, from now on, you are dismissed from the position of Deputy General Director."

I looked at him. He avoided my eyes. Hua Man Ninh immediately spoke up:

"The Van Te project has a media expense of 30,000,000 yuan whose whereabouts are unknown. The person who signed off on the finances is me."

In the meeting room, several shareholders exchanged glances with each other. Someone sighed. Some people bowed their heads. There are also people waiting to see the joke. I asked Pho Thua Chau:

"You believe her?"

Pho Thua Chau frowned.

"The proof is here. It's not a matter of whether I believe or not."

"So you didn't even bother to investigate?"

His voice showed obvious impatience.

"Don't make things too unsightly."

I laughed. Three years ago, when the company's cash flow was disrupted, I mortgaged the real estate my mother left behind to help him get through the most difficult period. Two years ago, he wanted to support a new person, and I stayed up three nights in a row to work out a plan, bringing Hua Man Ninh from a small assistant to the position of director. A month ago, Hua Man Ninh's Van Te project had a problem, and it was still me who patched the hole and cleaned up the mess for her. But now... They say I'm the one responsible. I closed the file. Pho Thua Chau raised his head and looked at me. Maybe he thought I would cry. Will beg. It will be like before, take a step back to make everything smooth. But I just calmly stood up.

"Wish the Deputy President and Deputy General Hua a bright future."

Having finished speaking, I turned and left the room meeting. Never looked back. Hua Man Ninh chased after me two steps.

"Miss Tri Y, don't blame Mr. Thua Chau. He's just doing it for the company."

I stopped walking.

"Hua Man Ninh."

Her eyes immediately turned red.

"There's no need to rush into acting anymore."

Her face was pale.

"The things you took away from me, I will reclaim them one by one."

When I left the meeting room, it was strangely quiet behind me. That day, Pho Thua Chau did not chase me. I returned to the house I lived in with him for six years. Our wedding photos are still placed in the mysterious gate. In the photo, he held my hand and said he would let me be Mrs. Pho for the rest of my life. I packed my clothes into my suitcase. Less than half an hour. The door opened. Deputy Thua Chau has returned. Hua Man Ninh followed behind, carrying a light pink gift bag in her hand. As soon as she saw my suitcase, she immediately hid behind Pho Thua Chau.

"Miss Tri Y, I didn't mean to come here. Mr. Thua Chau told me to come get the project documents."

I don't bother paying attention to her. Pho Thua Chau looked at the suitcase.

"Where are you going?"

"Do you have to make things turn out like this?"

I raised my head to look at him.

"Didn't you tell me to go away?"

He was silent for a few seconds.

"A company is a company, a family is a family."

I almost laughed out loud.

"Deputy Thua Chau, you gave my position to her, gave her my project, trampled my reputation under your feet. Now you tell me that family is still family?"

Hua Man Ninh said softly:

"Miss Tri Y, don't say that. Mr. Thua Chau has had a difficult time these past few days."

"Shut up."

Her tears immediately fell. Pho Thua Chau's face turned gloomy.

"Tham Tri Y, Man Ninh didn't do anything wrong to you."

I walked in front of Hua Man Ninh.

"Last year, I helped you drink so much that you had a stomach hemorrhage and had to be hospitalized. Do you remember what you said in the hospital room?"

Hua Man Ninh's eyes avoided. I answered for her.

"She said, sister Tri Y, I will definitely repay you in the future."

She bit her lip. I nodded.

"You responded really quickly."

Pho Thua Chau immediately blocked her. I looked at him.

"Get out of the way."

"Your emotions are unstable right now, please calm down for two more days."

"I'm very calm."

I put a folder on the shoe cabinet.

"Divorce petition. After signing, send it to me."

Pho Thua Chau's pupils suddenly contracted.

"You want a divorce?"

Even Hua Man Ninh was stunned. I pulled the suitcase.

"Isn't this what you two wanted?"

Pho Thua Chau put his hand firmly on the handle of the suitcase.

"Tham Tri Y, don't regret it later."

I looked at his hand.

"The one who should regret it is not me."

That night, I moved into the hotel. The phone was ridiculously silent. Deputy Thua Chau did not make a single call. On the contrary, Hua Man Ninh sent me a text message.

"Miss Tri Y, don't misunderstand me and Mr. Thua Chau. The company cannot do without him, and I just want to help him."

I only answer in two words. Then take a screenshot and save it. On the morning of the tenth day, I saw a news report about Tinh Lan Media. Pho Thua Chau and Hua Man Ninh both appeared at the press conference.