Chapter 5 — Check for Twenty Million and Trillion Billion

“Miss Diep, I saw your donation certificate just now, there is a small problem.”

Her voice was not loud, but loud enough for the two surrounding tables to hear.

"The Southern Nursing Home changed its name last year, now it's called Anh Duong Nursing Center. But on your paper it's still the old name."

She smiled at me.

“This paper… you didn't fake it temporarily, right?”

There was an immediate stir around.

“Isn't that right?”

“Fake donation papers?”

“Even if you dare to do this…”

Phuong Cam Hoa held the glass of wine and said nothing, but her eyes flashed. Luc Dien Chu was about to open his mouth, I placed my hand on his hand and gently stopped him.

“Miss Tong's observations are very sharp.”

“Miss Diep, don't misunderstand, I was just saying it casually.”

"The Southern Nursing Home has indeed changed its name. But the legally registered name has not yet been updated, so the official document still uses the old name."

I gave her the phone. On the screen is a photo of the registration information—the legal name has not changed.

“If Miss Tong really cares about the nursing home, she should know this.”

Her smile disappeared.

"Or maybe... Miss Song usually doesn't care much about good deeds. Anyway, in the list of sponsors who signed the document asking for registration fees to be waived when changing their name, there is no one with the surname Song."

Her face gradually turned red. Someone laughed softly. Tong Thanh Man tightened his grip on his glass, stood up and left. Under the table, Luc Dien Chu held my hand.

“How do you know everything?”

“I read a lot.”

He looked at me, his eyes a bit complicated. It's unclear whether it's admiration or suspicion. Or… both. When the banquet ended, it was nine o'clock in the evening. Guests left one by one. Phuong Cam Hoa stopped me in the garden of the mountain site.

“Your performance wasn't bad today.” She said, her voice still cold. “But that doesn't change anything.”

“I don't plan to change anything either.”

"Diep Tri Thu, listen carefully. The Luc family really needs money from Thu Thach Capital right now. But after passing this door, you still have to go."

“Whether I can pass or not… I'm not sure yet.”

“What do you mean?”

"The Tong family will not stop. Thinh Dat still holds the contracts of three core suppliers. Thu Thach Capital's investment has resolved the capital, but the supply chain is still not completely stable. If Tong Anh Kiet takes one more blow at this time—"

Phuong Cam Hoa's face immediately changed.

“What do you want to say?”

“I want to say… you should worry about whether Luc can survive the next month, not worry about whether I will stay or not.”

She stood frozen in place. I walked around her and went to the gate. Luc Dien Chu's car was already parked.

“Are you back?” he asked.

The car leaves Phuong Minh Son Trang. I watched the lights behind me gradually get smaller in the rearview mirror. Phuong Cam Hoa was still standing in the garden, not moving.

“The matter of legal information about the nursing home… did you look it up temporarily or did you know it in advance?”

“Is there any difference?”

"Yes. If you know in advance, it means you have prepared early. And if you have prepared early... it means you predicted that Tong Thanh Man would attack this point."

I don't answer.

“What do you guess?”

“Because if it were me, I would do the same.”

He looked at me. Street lights pass through the windows one by one.

“Diep Tri Thu.”

“How many more things do you keep from me?”

I turned my head to look outside.

“You really want to know?”

“Wait for this to end Uncle, I tell you.”

He didn't ask any more. The next day. Sure enough, something happened. At nine o'clock in the morning, Chu Ngan called.

“General Diep, Tong Anh Kiet has taken action. Not only is he squeezing Luc Thi's material sources, he is also targeting the land use rights of the Hai Van Loan project."

“What specifically?”

“He contacted the Department of City Planning and said that the Hai Van Loan land had a previous ownership dispute and needed to be re-evaluated. Once the appraisal process starts, the project will be forced to stop construction.”

“Is this news sure?”

“One hundred percent sure. The application process from the Department of Planning has already begun.”

I tightened my grip on the phone. This move of Tong Anh Kiet... is more cruel than I thought. Money can be solved by investment. The supply chain can be replaced by another supplier. But if land use rights are frozen, the entire Hai Van Loan will be considered completely paralyzed.

“Chu Ngan, do we have a relationship with the Department of Planning?”

“Yes, but not enough. Tong Anh Kiet walks the path of a deputy director."

“Zheng Weimin.”

“Investigate him.”

“Investigate what?”

“The relationship of interest between him and the Song family. Especially in recent year.”