Chapter 8 — Father Wants to Divide His Estate, But the Whole Group Is in My Name

Just taking advantage of public opinion can scare me. She thought that in order to preserve my "reputation", I would obediently spend 500,000 yuan to cover my mouth. After that, she will hold that card and sit on the same level to negotiate with me. But she didn't know one thing. Tham Thi is a B2B business. My customers are partners like General Director Trieu, not people who surf the internet to watch tabloid news. Don't say an entertainment account has just over three hundred thousand followers. Even if Central Television came to interview me... My order wouldn't lose even 1 yuan because of that.

"Contact me with Tieu Luc in the brand department."

"Yes. What's the matter?"

"Tell her to prepare a statement."

"No need to post right away."

"Write it in advance."

"Declaration in what direction?"

I thought for a few seconds.

"Just write the truth."

"Disclosing the share structure of Tham Thi Group, my shareholding ratio and my father's actual position in the company."

"Attach a link to look up business information as well."

"Didn't you mention Chu Uyen and Tham Hao Vu?"

"There's no need to argue with them."

I picked up my chopsticks again, picked up the piece of fish from earlier and put it in my mouth.

"Just let her post."

"After the article is posted, someone will automatically look up business information."

Tan Tu nodded.

"Until then..."

I used a napkin to wipe the corner of my mouth.

"Everyone will find out..."

"In that entire article, there is not a single sentence that can withstand verification."

An honorary advisor is just a formality... He claims to be the founder of the company. A former in-law, who does not currently hold even a single share... He also said that his daughter stole "his" inheritance. An employee with a monthly salary of 8,000 yuan... He said his sister wouldn't let him recognize his ancestors. Those things... There's no need for me to refute them. The truth itself... Is the most painful slap. At four o'clock in the afternoon, Tan Tu entered the office again.

"President Tham."

"Tham Hao Vu called again."

"No calls to the front desk this time."

"So where to call?"

"Call directly to your private phone number."

I slightly raised my eyebrows.

"Where did he get my private number?"

"Undetermined."

"Temporarily speculated that it was given by Mr. Tham."

I nodded and picked up the phone to check it out. Three missed calls. All from the same number. There are also two WeChat messages. First news:

"Sister, what does the letter your lawyer sent mean? That house belongs to my mother."

Second news:

"If you have anything, just aim at me. Don't make things difficult for my mother. It's been very difficult for her to raise me alone for so many years."

Reading the second line, I burst into laughter.

"It was very difficult for her to raise me alone for so many years..."

Every year Chu Uyen receives at least 2 million yuan from Tham Quoc Luong. Branded handbags. Travel abroad three times a year. Which is called hardship? That's called raising children alone? I turned off the phone screen.

"No answer."

"What about the phone number?"

"Block it."

Tan Tu immediately followed suit. Half past five. There is another new message. This time it's not Tham Hao Vu. Chu Uyen himself. Very strange phone number. But after Tan Tu checked, he confirmed that it was indeed her. The message is only one line.

"Miss Tham, I give you one day to revoke the lawyer's letter. If not, you will bear the consequences."

I stared at that message. The corners of the lips curled slightly. Eighteen words. High tone at the top. The one holding the advantage is her. Where did she get her confidence from? Just based on a defamatory article that hasn't even been published yet? I put the phone down on the table.

"Help me do something."

"You just say it."

"The statement that I just prepared this afternoon..."

"Post now."

Tan Tu was stunned.

"Posting now? But their article hasn't been posted yet..."

"Post now."

"There's no need to wait for her."

I looked out the window. It was dusk. The lights in the office buildings turned on one after another.

"Chu Uyen thinks she is the one in charge."

"It's up to her to decide when the war begins."

I turned my head to look at Tan Tu.

"But she's wrong."

"This playground is mine."

"The rhythm is also decided by me."

"I will announce the truth first."

"By the time her article was posted..."

"So the people in the comments read our statement a long time ago."

"At that time..."

"It's not like she slapped me in the face."

"But she herself threw herself into that slap."

Tan Tu immediately understood.