Chapter 13 — Being vetoed by all the judges, I deleted the manuscript and the whole embroidery world went crazy

The old lady looked at him.

“What are you afraid of?”

Tong Lam immediately fell silent. Director Chau called an expert in antique appraisal to come with him. The person is wearing gloves. Carefully review the contract. Then looked at my hand again. A moment later. He concluded:

“This fingerprint is not Ms. Lam's.”

Hua Man Thanh suddenly shouted:

“On what basis do you say that?”

The expert pointed to the contract.

“This is the right thumb print of an adult male.”

“The grain is much bigger and rougher.”

“Besides, look at the edge of the print.”

“The penetration time of the oil ink is not uniform.”

“Fingerprints are added after the contract is completed.”

The entire flower hall immediately exploded. Khuong Dao laughed coldly.

“Grown man?”

“Hua Man Thanh.”

“Whose hand did you use to make the fingerprint?”

I slowly turned my head. Looking towards Tong Lam. His face in that moment was pale. Hua Man Thanh immediately interrupted:

“I don't know.”

“Maybe the person handling the paperwork that year made a mistake.”

I looked at Tong Lam.

“Why didn't you dare let me examine you just now?”

Tong Lam clenched his fist.

"I do not have."

“Whose fingerprints are on the contract?”

“How should I know?”

“So what about the loan note?”

Tong Lam looked at me. My throat felt like something was blocking it.

“Which loan note?”

I took out the photocopy. Place on the table.

“Fingerprints on my father's hospital bed.”

“Was it also added later?”

Hua Man Thanh immediately shouted:

“Don't blame everything on me!”

The old lady turned to look at Tong Lam.

“You know this loan note?”

Tong Lam was silent. The old lady raised her stick. Hit it hard next to his feet. Tong Lam finally opened his mouth.

“I only see photocopies.”

“Master Hua said the Lam family is in debt.”

"Tell Lam Van not to dare to make a big deal."

The entire flower hall suddenly became eerily quiet. I heard Khuong Dao swear. I was strangely calm again.

“So you know.”

"Knowing that she used my family's debt to threaten me."

Tong Lam's face was gray.

“I just want the longevity party to go smoothly.”

“Grandma has been waiting for this outfit for a long time.”

I looked at him.

“What about me?”

Tong Lam did not answer. Not even one sentence. I pushed the contract back in front of Hua Man Thanh.

“She said the work belonged to Cam Tu Phuong.”

“But the contract is fake.”

“She said I owed her a favor.”

“But the tuition is paid by my mother.”

“She said 《Phoenix Turtle》 developed from her old work.”

“So now.”

“Please embroider phoenix eyes.”

In that moment. The last bit of calm on Hua Man Thanh's face completely disappeared. The old lady pushed the bag of needles towards her.

“Master Hua.”

All the cameras in the hall were pointed at her. No one blinked. Hua Man Thanh sat quietly on the chair. Hands placed on thighs. But he never raised his hand toward the needle bag. I looked at her.

“Didn't you say…”

“You taught me yourself?”

The air freezes. Every second that passes feels like a century. Hua Man Thanh grabbed a cup of tea from the table. Then threw it hard towards the accounting book. The tea splashed. The notebook pages were soaked in a large patch. Hua Man Thanh almost screamed out of control.

“I am its master!”

“If it weren't for me, it would have starved to death a long time ago!”

“What if I use some of its drawings?”

“A little girl doesn't Who has his back like him..."

“How can I be more famous than me?”

That sentence just came out. Even Tham Kieu forgot to cry. The sound of cameras rang continuously like falling rain. The old lady of the Song family gently closed her eyes. After a while, it opened. The voice was cold and hard.

“The Song family cancels all cooperation with Cam Tu Phuong.”

“The right to sign 《Phuong Quy》 belongs to Lam Van.”

“Hua Man Thanh.”

“Please leave the Song family.”

Hua Man Thanh staggered. Had to hold on to the edge of the table to stand steady. Tong Lam asked impatiently:

“So what about the longevity ceremony?”

The old lady looked at me.

“The Song family officially invites you to edit 《Phoenix Turtle》.”

“Signing rights, wages, compensation.”

“It will all be on your terms.”

Tham Kieu shouted:

“What about me?”

“I've been doing it all these days!”

Khuong Dao looked at her.

“You work on stolen goods.”

I put the needle bag away. But did not immediately agree. The old lady asked:

“Don't you want to accept it?”

“I can save the suit.”

“But I have the conditions.”

The old lady nodded. I looked straight at Hua Man Thanh.

“Hua Man Thanh must publicly apologize.”

“Give me back all my eight years' wages.”

“Withdraw all slander.”

I turned to Tham Kieu.

“Tham Kieu had to kneel down and apologize for my mother's needle.”

I looked towards Tong Lam.

“Tong Lam must personally admit it.”

“The reason for the annulment is not because I have moral problems.”

“But because you and Tham Kieu had a shady relationship before.”

Tong Lam immediately raised his head. I looked at him.

“Don't you always want to save face?”

“Today I give you a chance.”