Chapter 1 — Female CEO Comes to Collect Debt

I won five million yuan in the Song Sac Cau lottery, plus compensation for clearing my hometown, just enough for a hundred million yuan. I carried two Chinese tobacco sticks, slapped the resignation agreement on the face of the cold-blooded female general director who had just been kicked off the board of directors. "Stop pretending to be cold. Give me a plump son, you can take this money back and smash their faces." After that, she used my money to short-sell the old company, becoming a living King of Hell to manipulate the Asian capitalist world. I saw the news that she cornered each enemy on the rooftop one by one. That night, she took her newly born son and ran away, returning to a small district to work as a residential security guard. Three years later, ten Rolls-Royce cars blocked the gate of the compound. She stepped down on her high heels, her eyes as if poisoned: "Hide, why don't you hide anymore?" I tremblingly handed the entrance registration board to her: "Well... leader, if the car outside comes in, would you mind scanning the code for me?" My name is Trieu Dai Dung, twenty-eight years old, a driver and jobber for the office of the general director of Hang Thinh Group. The most glorious day of my life came at just the right time. In the morning, compensation money for clearance in the countryside was transferred to the account. In the afternoon, Song Sac Cau lottery announced the results. I went home and told this story to my father. My father squatted outside the door and smoked half a pack of cigarettes. In the end, he only said one sentence: "Son, the grave of our Trieu family's ancestors is filled with green smoke." The relief money plus the lottery winnings, back and forth, just reached one hundred million yuan. Ms. Ton from the administrative office called and told me to immediately return to the company. She said the whole building was about to explode, General Director Co had been kicked off the board of directors. General Manager Co's name is Co Han Chi. Thirty-two years old, the youngest female general director of Hang Thinh. Being cruel, having a cold face, scolding people only targets the most painful place. But in my heart I still admire her. Last year my mother was hospitalized, and there was still a small amount missing from the hospital fees. I applied for a salary advance, but the finance department insisted on not approving it. It was Co Han Chi who took the hospital bill from my car. The next day, she had someone make up the full amount, and even scolded the finance department manager for having to stand in the hallway for an hour. When I arrived downstairs, the whole floor was chatting. Co Han Chi's fiance, Luc Minh Trach, stood in front of the meeting room door, with the Co family's illegitimate younger brother, Co Khai Xuyen, seeing off guests. The two of them smiled even more politely than each other. Those who previously followed Co Han Chi to earn food now stood behind them. The administrative staff shoved a stack of documents into my hand. "Trieu Dai Dung, bring it in for General Director Co to sign." I bowed my head and looked. "Agreement to terminate labor relations." They really know how to choose people. The entire company avoids it, only drivers like me are thick-skinned and their legs aren't worth much. I took the agreement and walked towards the general manager's office. On the way, I turned another direction and went downstairs to buy two Chinese cigarettes. When I returned, Co Han Chi's office had been mostly cleared out. On her desk there was only a cup and a few documents left. "Put it down and get out." I slapped the resignation agreement on her desk, then put two tobacco sticks to the side. I opened the account balance on the phone and pushed it in front of her. "Stop pretending to be cold." I stared at her and said in one breath: "Give me a plump son, I'll take this money back and smash their faces." The office was quiet for three seconds. Co Han Chi raised his hand, directly holding two tobacco sticks and hitting my face. "Trieu Dai Dung, do you want to die?" My heart felt even more itchy. "Speak clearly first." I took the phone away.

"I don't make fun of you. Now you lack money, and I lack a son. If we put the two of us together, everyone will be less bothered." Co Han Chi laughed. She stood up, walked in front of me, raised her hand and slapped me. "Based on what do you think I will agree?" "Based on the fact that you cannot stand failure." I said: "Someone like you, falling down for a day cannot stand it. You are still sitting here, proving that you still want to win. The way to win is right in front of your eyes, you will definitely grasp it." She did not answer this question but held out her hand: "Show me your account." I gave the phone to her. Miss. After watching, she put down the phone and finally sat back in the chair. "There are three conditions. First, the money must be transferred once. Second, you must not interfere with whatever I want to do. Third, before the child is born, you have no right to decide on its future upbringing." I swallowed my saliva: "Okay." She looked at me: "Also, Trieu Dai Dung, just because I agree does not mean I accept you as a person. I will remember everything you said today. life." "You just remember." I nodded. "After you earn money, you will remember my good points a little more." She stood up, picked up her bag and walked out. Walking to the door, she stopped. "Tomorrow morning at nine, bring your ID, bank card and your brain. Let me prepare the contract." I followed her out: "General Manager Co, do you still need those two cigarettes?" "Bring them back to your father." She didn't turn around. "Tell him to stop worrying and avoid an early death." I looked at her back, my heart burning. The next day, the lawyer she brought in was more like a leader than any leader I have ever met in my life. As soon as I opened my mouth, I heard words that I didn't understand. My side didn't mince words and directly invited the most famous and experienced lawyer in the district. Previously, the old man was famous for writing loan papers for people, and later became a lawyer. As soon as we met, he praised me for my courage, saying I was taking my whole life and making a big bet. The contract is eight pages long. I can only remember a few things. Ninety million yuan, I transferred it the same day. Before getting pregnant, she would live in a large apartment under my name. After pregnancy, all decisions are made by herself. After the child is born, the next things will be discussed. When the money was being transferred, my father stood next to the phone, looking at the phone, his lips trembling non-stop. "Son, with so much money thrown out, you must definitely bring me a child with a dick." I said: "Don't worry, the child born from Co Han Chi's brain certainly cannot be inferior." My father nodded: "The appearance cannot be inferior. From now on, our Trieu family's ancestral graves will also be able to show off." The day Co Han Chi moved in, she only brought along with a suitcase and a female assistant. The first thing after entering the house is to choose the innermost room as the office. The second thing is to change the door lock. My father was a little unhappy, clasping his hands behind his back and walking back and forth outside the door for half a day, in the end he could only choke out one sentence: "This is our house." Co Han Chi did not even lift his head: "It is also my office now." Since that day, my three hundred square meter apartment has never been quiet. One phone call after another. One old subordinate after another returned. Luc Minh Trach came once and said he wanted to take her home to rest. Co Han Chi did not let him enter the door, just stood behind the door and said one sentence: "If you come one more time, I will stick your dirty books on your father's temple.” She also handled the pregnancy very coldly. She held the calendar and told me the time, as if she were arranging a business trip.

That day, she knocked on my door. Enter the room, turn off the lights, more than ten minutes. She didn't say a single unnecessary word, and after finishing her work, she went to take a shower. Logically speaking, I had won a sky-high windfall. But every time I look at her expressionless face, I feel like a temporary tool that has been requisitioned. Three months later, she placed a piece of paper on the dining table. She was pregnant. My father stood next to me, at first stunned, then screamed, grabbed my shoulder and patted me hard twice, almost breaking my bones. "Yes! We have an heir in the Trieu family!" I laughed so much that I couldn't close my mouth. I was about to look at Co Han Chi when she picked up the glass of water and turned around. Walking to the office door, she calmly threw back a sentence: "From today, don't step into my room anymore. I'm giving birth to a child, not your liver." After Co Han Chi became pregnant, my father searched for a list of the most expensive nannies in the district to take care of mother and baby. Bird's nest and ginseng filled the kitchen. He also specially went to the temple to kowtow three times, saying that the Trieu family finally had the face to meet their ancestors. Co Han Chi did not care at all. She still had meetings as usual, still called as usual, still went out early in the morning, and only returned at midnight. My father couldn't bear to look at her anymore and stopped her once. "Now your most important thing is to take care of the pregnancy." Co Han Chi held the door handle. Although her face was pale, her voice did not soften at all: "The child is in my belly, I know how to take care of it." My father was interrupted by her, could only roll his eyes, then turned to shout at me: "What do you say?" I coughed: "General Manager Co, please stop tormenting yourself a little. Our family's incense sticks are hanging on you now." Co Han Chi looked at me, opened his mouth and immediately asked for money. "Give me another five million yuan." I surprised: "Didn't I already give you ninety million?" "That's life-saving money." She said: "This five million is money to bring back to slap them in the face." My father immediately got angry: "If you're already dead, why slap your face anymore? Wait until the baby is born and then talk." Co Han Chi didn't argue with him, directly threw a stack of photos on the tea table. Luc Minh Trach and Co Khai Xuyen, one was hugging another person and laughing at the banquet table, the other stood in front of Co's old house, ordering bodyguards to chase her old subordinates out. At the bottom, there was also a photo of the hospital fee payment form next to her father's hospital bed, printed in red letters urging payment. "They think I'm dead." Co Han Chi said: "I can't swallow this anger." I picked up the phone and immediately transferred five million yuan to her. My father was so angry that he walked around the living room: "Trieu Dai Dung, have you grown a tumor in your head?" I said: "Dad, in her belly is your nephew. Now she wants the star, we have to build a ladder first." My father scolded me for half an hour, but in the end he still went to stew chicken soup himself. Co Han Chi rented a small office outside and recruited a number of people, all of whom had previously followed her. She didn't tell me specifically what she wanted to do, and even if she did, I still wouldn't understand. After all, just a few days later, the project that Co Khai Xuyen was most proud of failed. Luc Minh Trach's newly purchased wedding house was discovered to have problems. Even the small company of his new lover's family was blocked to the point of breaking his head. This news cannot be reported in the big newspapers, but one thing after another happened, like someone holding a small knife, pressing it close to the skin and slowly cutting down. At the dining table, I casually asked: "General Manager Co, do these things have anything to do with you?" She slowly took a sip of soup: