Chapter 3 — Chess Game Grandfather's Will

“Why do I have to go?”

I quietly asked lawyer Ly Minh again. But his eyes were on them.

“Everything here originally belonged to me.”

“Right now, there's just someone who wants to borrow it for a while.”

“Of course I have to stay.”

“Stay to check it out...”

“Are they qualified or not?”

My voice is not loud. But every sentence and every word was like a resounding slap. Slap my aunt's family straight in the face. The first person to lose control was aunt Khuong Man. She was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, immediately jumping up.

“You talk nonsense!”

"Khuong Van! You bastard!"

“You are cursing my son!”

She pointed straight at me. Saliva splashed.

“What bet?”

“What are the final instructions?”

“It's all fake!”

“It's you!”

“You guys colluded together to harm my Hao Hao!”

After speaking, she rushed straight towards lawyer Ly Minh, intending to steal the documents. But the young assistant standing behind lawyer Ly Minh stepped forward. The movements are decisive and neat. Block right in front of Khuong Man. Like an insurmountable wall. My uncle, Vuong Kien Quan's face, was so gloomy that it was scary. He immediately pulled my aunt back. His mind is still much more alert than hers. He knows that getting involved with a lawyer is the stupidest thing to do right now. He turned to Ly Minh. Trying to force a smile is more unsightly than crying.

“Lawyer Ly, please don't pay attention.”

“My wife is just so excited.”

“It's just... aren't the conditions in this agreement too strict?”

“Net profit growth of 30% per year?”

“That is basically an impossible task.”

“This is completely inconsistent with business rules.”

“It can even be considered coercion.”

“I think the legality of this agreement is worth reconsidering.”

He began to look for ways to counterattack from a legal perspective. Lawyer Ly Minh just looked at him calmly.

“Mr. Wang.”

“Are you doubting Chairman Khuong Chan Quoc's ability to judge in business?”

“The targets in this agreement are all built on Ms. Khuong Van's performance reports over the past five years.”

“After careful calculation by a team of leading financial analysts.”

“The report shows that, if Ms. Khuong Van continues to hold the position of Chief Executive Officer, the probability of completing these goals will reach 73%.”

“We think this is a completely reasonable expectation for the new president.”

He stopped. The corners of the lips curl up slightly. Carrying cold sarcasm.

“As for what you call coercion…”

“This agreement is a one-way agreement.”

“Mr. Vuong Hao has the right to choose to accept.”

“Or give up.”

“If he chooses to give up now, according to the additional clause in the directive…”

“75% of the shares will immediately be transferred to Ms. Khuong Van.”

“Then please ask.”

“Do you want to give up now?”

Just one sentence. Has blocked all retreats of Vuong Kien Quan. It means losing everything immediately. Don't give up? Then you have to jump into the fire pit that has been laid out in front of you. Cold sweat began to break out on his forehead. All eyes in the room simultaneously turned. Looking towards the person called "heir". From beginning to end, I could barely say a few words. He sat down on the chair. His face was as white as a sheet of paper. Lips trembling. Just like a fish that had just been thrown ashore.

“Dad... mom... I..."

He looked at his parents. His eyes were filled with fear.

“I... I can't do it...”

“What president…”

“I don't know anything…”

The voice began to choke. Almost about to cry. In that moment. I even feel like he's a little pitiful. His parents didn't love him at all. Hearing my son's retreat. Khuong Man immediately slapped him hard. The sound echoed clearly in the meeting room.

"Refuse!"

“What nonsense are you talking about?”

She lowered her voice. Gritting teeth.

“That's 75% of the shares!”

"It's a fortune that can't be spent for generations!"

“Now you say you can't do it?”

“If you can't do it, you have to do it!”

“A must do!”

Vuong Kien Quan also leaned closer. A low voice spoke in his son's ear.

“Son, don't be afraid.”

“Dad is here.”

“Just accept it first.”

“You are the president, what are you afraid of?”

“Wait until we get hold of the company…”

“There is no way to handle it.”

The whispers of the family of three rang out especially clearly in the silent room. And also exceptionally ugly. I coldly stood and watched. Look at the ridiculous drama before your eyes. Vuong Kien Quan raised his head. He has made a decision. He looked straight at lawyer Ly Minh. Line by letter:

“We…”

“Accept.”

Lawyer Ly Minh nodded slightly. There was not the slightest surprise on his face. He took out a few more documents from his briefcase.

"If you accept, then please Mr. Vuong Hao sign the Minutes confirming temporary shareholding and this betting agreement."

“Along with the Decision to appoint Executive Chairman of the Group.”

The assistant placed documents and an expensive fountain pen in front of Vuong Hao. His hands are shaking. He looked at his parents for help. Vuong Kien Quan placed his hand on his son's shoulder. Force him to hold a pen. Just one word. Cold and does not allow refusal. Vuong Hao tremblingly signed his name at the end of the document. The handwriting is crooked and distorted like a crawling worm. When the last stroke of the pen is written down. This mythical transfer of power... Finally officially completed legally. Lawyer Ly Minh collected the documents. After careful examination, he put everything back into his briefcase. He stood up. Gently nodded at me.

“Miss Khuong Van.”

"Based on the final instructions of Chairman Khuong Chan Quoc, from this point on, she will no longer hold the position of CEO of the group."

“Her new position is Corporate Strategic Advisor.”

“You don't need to report to anyone.”

“There is also no need to be directly in charge of any specific management tasks.”

“Your sole duty is to oversee the implementation of the counter-match agreement.”

“You possess absolute veto power.”

“You can veto any decision that you think harms the long-term interests of the company.”

“Of course, you can also choose not to use any power, just acting as an observer.”

“Her salary and benefits will remain the same according to CEO standards until the deal ends.”

I got it. My grandfather arranged everything for me in advance. You took away my authority to operate. But at the same time, completely removed set of responsibilities on my shoulders. He turned me into a ghost standing on high. A person can bring down judgment at any time. The sharpest blade. Always hanging above Vuong Hao's head.

"I got it."

I calmly replied. Everyone in the meeting room began to leave one by one. The shareholders and senior leaders looked at me with extremely complicated eyes. There are people who sympathize. Some people have regrets. There are also people who are secretly calculating something. The battle to choose sides within the corporation... is about to begin.