Chapter 11 — Fired in the middle of a livestream, a year later I made the whole company go bankrupt

I thought for about ten seconds. Then slowly shook his head.

"Don't refuse."

He raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I want him to come in."

I looked straight into Tong Di Tham's eyes.

"Only when investors sit at the table..."

"I can clearly see the cards in his hand."

Tong Di Tham silently looked at me for a while. Then nodded.

"But there is one condition."

"If Chu Boi Nguyen dares to touch the decision-making power of the content department..."

"I'll be the first to kick him off the table."

I smiled.

"Agree."

I stood up. Go to the door. Just in time to step out. I turned my head and asked.

"When did you start investigating my background?"

"On the first day she joined the company."

"I know everything..."

"And yet you still hire me?"

Tong Di Tham opened the next file. The head doesn't even lift up.

"Because I know..."

"So I have to hire you even more."

His voice was still calm as usual.

"The one who carries a grudge..."

"Always the one with the strongest ability to act."

The day Thanh Nguyen Fund officially transferred investment money to Tinh Ha. Chu Boi Nguyen himself appeared at the office. I stood outside the meeting room. Through the transparent glass wall, quietly watch everything going on inside. Chu Boi Nguyen is 62 years old this year. Hair has turned gray. But the spirit is still extremely clear. He wore an exquisitely tailored dark gray suit. On my wrist is a valuable Patek Philippe. He is shaking hands with Tong Di Tham. Peaceful smile. Kind eyes. From the outside... Looks like a successful, respectable businessman. No one will be able to look at that face... And guess twenty-eight years ago... What he did. I stood and watched for about three minutes. Then quietly turned around and returned to the office. Fate didn't seem to be planning to give me too much time to prepare. Three days later. Chu Boi Nguyen proactively made an appointment to meet me. The invitation was passed through Tong Di Tham's assistant.

"President Chu wants to have a meal with the person in charge of content."

"He wanted to exchange a little bit of perspective on the industry."

A very normal request from investors. If I refuse... Otherwise, it will make people suspicious. I agree. The location was a private restaurant at the 18th Bund. In a private room... Just the two of us. Just saw me. Chu Boi Nguyen smiled.

"Admired for a long time."

"Hello President Chu."

He looked at me for a moment. Then suddenly said.

"You look a lot like your mother."

My movement of holding chopsticks stopped for a moment.

"You know my mother?"

Chu Boi Nguyen picked up a piece of food. The voice carried just the right amount of regret.

"Co Chinh Tac is my best friend."

"He left too soon."

"Up to now I still feel regretful."

Best friend. Hearing him say those three words from his own mouth... I almost felt nauseous. But on his face... There was no emotion revealed at all.

"My father died too early."

"I don't have many memories of him either."

"I get it."

Chu Boi Nguyen nodded.

"But your ability..."

"Indeed, very similar to your father."

"Old Co was also the type of person..."

"Just where to stand..."

"Then that place will become the center."

He was trying to close the distance. At the same time... Also checking to see how much I know. I decided... Act with him.

"I don't dare accept compliments there."

"What does President Zhou want to discuss today?"

For the next hour. He talked about the state of the industry. About Tinh Ha's growth model. About content commerce trends. Every sentence and every word is very sharp. It is true that he has been busy in the business market for thirty years. During the meal. Not once... He actively mentioned the past. Time to get up and leave. He seemed to accidentally let out a sentence.

"Your father seems to have left behind some old things back then."

"If I were still at your place..."

"Just leave it to me."

"It's all useless old papers."

"Leaving it in the house is just a waste of space."

I smiled softly.

"President Zhou can rest assured."

"My father..."

"Didn't leave me anything."

Chu Boi Nguyen looked straight into my eyes. Just for a moment. Hidden behind that gentle mask... A cold flash flashed. So fast that it's almost impossible to grasp. Then immediately disappeared.

"That's good."

He patted my shoulder.

"Young people..."

"Just focus on developing your career."

"The future is still very open."

I walked out of the restaurant. The wind from the Bund rushed into my collar. But my mind was unusually alert. He knows. He knows those documents really exist. This time investing in Tinh Ha... Not just for money. But also because he wanted to approach me. Want to find out where to store those documents. Was starting to get scared. It's good to be afraid.