Chapter 15 — Ex-Wife Takes Power

I looked at him. This gesture is exactly the same as three years ago. Coax me, take a step back, then coax me again, forcing me to take a bigger step back. Every time it's the same words, just a different packaging.

“Luc Canh Tham.”

“I asked you a question.”

“You say it.”

“The night you spent three and a half million to buy a jade bracelet for Tham Nhuoc Huyen at the charity auction, how much did the bowl of noodles you invited me to eat cost?”

His face changed. I don't stop.

“Eighteen yuan. Add two yuan eggs. Total twenty yuan.”

“You took my father's twenty-five million yuan of start-up capital, invited your wife to eat a bowl of noodles for twenty yuan, but spent three and a half million on jewelry for your mistress.”

My voice wasn't loud, but people around me were starting to look.

“How do you calculate this debt?”

His throat moved.

“Co Van Ninh, this is not the place to talk about these things.”

"So which place is suitable? The luxury apartment where you and Tham Nhuoc Huyen live? Or the safe with the code for her birthday?" Someone next to him let out an irrepressible gasp. Two or three nearby tables started whispering loudly.

Luc Canh Tham's face was red. He gritted his teeth and said every word: "You will regret it."

“Regret?”

I picked up the glass of red wine on the table and shook it gently.

"Luc Canh Tham, the thing I regret most in my life is when I stood at the airport watching you lead Tham Nhuoc Huyen through the security gate, I didn't smash those two suitcases in your faces."

“But it's okay.”

“What I'm breaking right now is much heavier than a suitcase.”

I put down the glass of wine and turned away. After taking two steps, I encountered Phuong Dich Than. He held a glass of whiskey in his hand, the expression on his face was unclear whether he was watching a show or admiring.

“President Co, Mr. Luc's face doesn't look very good.”

"Yes. His face is still the same."

Phuong Dich Than burst out laughing.

"Thien Thinh's joint venture documents have been completely transferred to the approval board this afternoon. Chairman Co, on this Van Cam project, I will only cooperate with you."

He said this sentence neither loudly nor softly, just enough for the three tables behind to hear. Including Luc Canh Tham. I didn't turn around to see his expression. But I know, from this moment, everyone in the world will know the truth: Hang Nghiep's steering wheel is no longer in Luc Canh Tham's hands. It's in my hands. Chapter 17 The second day after the banquet, Luc Canh Tham began a general counterattack. His first step, was to find my father. At noon, Ha Thanh Duong called: "Your father just received a phone call from Luc Canh Tham this morning. Guess what he said?"

"There's no need to guess. It's just 'Dad, I know it's wrong', 'Van Ninh is too impulsive', 'Let's sit down and talk about this again'."

“Not a word wrong.” Ha Thanh Duong's voice was mixed with admiration, "So do you know how your father answered?"

“Don't know.”

"Your father said: 'Canh Tham, your right to call me your father ended one hundred and ninety-two days ago. If you have any problem, find your lawyer, don't look for me.' Then he hung up."

I smiled. My father is like that, he has been doing business all his life, the most important thing is one word: Clear. Books must be clear, people must be clear, grievances must also be clear. In the past, when investing two fifty-five million, he once said to my mother: "This money is for Van Ninh, not for Luc. The day he no longer needs Van Ninh, this money, both principal and interest, must be brought back."

“What is his second step?” I asked.

"We are contacting two independent directors, Mr. Ly and Mr. Ton, and want them to propose at the next meeting of the Board of Directors to 'freeze the joint venture bidding for the Van Cam project'."

“What is the reason?”