Chapter 29 — Eight Years Change One Time Letting Go

“General Lam, please look clearly at the seal up here.”

Lam Cuong half-confidently picked up the file, glanced at it, and saw that his face had been cut off without a drop of blood.

“You... how did you get a direct investment agreement from our group's Board of Directors?”

“Because yesterday I flew straight to the province and met your President.”

She used her fingers to tap on the table.

“In this agreement, Homestay Bach Tuyet retains 60% of absolute control, your corporation is only responsible for pouring capital and sharing distribution channel resources.”

"This is impossible! How could the president surpass me..."

"Why do you surpass me, don't you understand in your heart?" She coldly interrupted, "Taking advantage of your position, taking commissions in 3 previous acquisition projects, packaging poor quality assets into potential projects and stuffing them into the group. President Lam, with those false reports, do you really think there are no loopholes?"

Lam Cuong's forehead was sweating.

“Are you investigating me?”

“Doing business is not child's play, this is what you taught me.” She stood up and looked down at him from above.

“Not only did I investigate you, but I also placed the evidence and this agreement on your Chairman's desk.”

Lam Cuong jumped up and pointed straight at her trembling.

“Han Mo Tuyet, you are so cruel!”

“Compared to General Lam's appetite for fighting the enemy with his bare hands, I'm still far behind.”

She pointed to the big door.

“Now, you can go home and clean up your things to prepare for the company's internal inspection.”

Lam Cuong was like a defeated fighting cock, stumbling out of the homestay. She let out a breath and sat down in the chair. In fact, her palms were drenched in sweat. Giang Du Bach walked around behind her, placed his warm hands on her shoulders, and gently squeezed her shoulders.

"Lady Han has such a big temper now."

“What, Mr. Giang found me very fierce just now?” She closed her eyes, enjoying his massage.

“No.” He leaned down, his lips brushing her ear.

“I found the way you scolded someone just now was particularly sexy.”

She opened her eyes and turned her head to look at him.

“Giang Du Bach, that direct investment agreement, you actually secretly talked it over with their Chairman, right?”

He smiled slightly, neither admitting nor denying.

"I just asked him to look at your actual business plan. Being able to win the contract depends entirely on yourself."

“Han Mo Tuyet, you were born to stand high and shine.”

“Even if it is ten thousand meters high?” She asked deliberately.

“No.” He pulled her into his arms, "My high sky, will forever open the cabin door to welcome you."

…

“So, today you secretly tricked me into going to the airport to take me back to Beijing to meet my family?”

Han Mo Tuyet lowered her head to look at the business class boarding pass in her hand, then turned to ask Giang Du Bach next to her. He wore a black overcoat, with one hand pushing two people's suitcases.

“The 4th branch of Homestay Bach Tuyet has opened, you should also report to your parents.”

He tilted his head, his eyes filled with laughter.

“Report what?”

“Tell them, not only did you not starve to death outside, but you were also able to cling to a talented young female president.”

She was so angry that he burst out laughing, raising her hand to hit him.

“Hey, here Isn't that Han Mo Tuyet? Long time no see."

A sharp female voice suddenly interrupted. She turned her head and saw a woman wearing stiletto heels and carrying a limited edition Hermes bag. It's Ly Na. When Tham Bach Chu was still working at the airline, Ly Na was the wife of a co-pilot, famous for being a greedy person, and many times before, Trinh Van Chieu and Trinh Van Chieu taunted her behind her back.

"It's been a long time since we've seen each other." She replied nonchalantly.