Chapter 12 — Fired in the middle of a livestream, a year later I made the whole company go bankrupt

That night. I proactively made an appointment to meet Tong Di Tham. Not at the office. Which is in front of the convenience store under the company building. It's twelve o'clock at night. He hasn't finished work yet. When you get my message then come down. In his hand he still held a set of contracts. I gave him a cup of hot coffee.

"Tonight, Chu Boi Nguyen invited me to dinner."

"I know."

He took the cup of coffee.

"I told my assistant to pass that invitation on to you."

"What did he say?"

"He wanted to get the documents my father left behind."

Tong Di Tham was silent for a few seconds.

"At your place?"

"Is it enough to overturn the case?"

"Capable."

"But we must wait for a judicial appraisal to confirm the authenticity of the original documents."

"Just to be confirmed..."

"At least enough conditions to prosecute a criminal case."

The light of the convenience store shone on his face. Cold, sharp lines. He looked at me.

"What are you going to do?"

"No action yet."

"I will wait until the Series B funding round is completed."

"Shareholder contract signed."

"His money went into the company."

"Until then..."

"He will be locked on the board."

"Then I took action."

"At that time..."

"Even if you want to withdraw capital, you must follow the correct process."

"It takes at least three to six months."

He looked at me.

"You mean..."

"Using his money to grow the foundation."

"Then use the platform's position to reverse lock him."

Tong Di Tham quietly looked at me. In the dark. I couldn't see his expression clearly. But the voice... It seemed to soften a lot.

"Co Niem So."

"I said the other day..."

"The person with hatred in their heart will have the strongest ability to act."

He stopped for a moment.

"But now..."

"I found out."

"I still underestimate you."

I held a cup of coffee in my hand. The night wind is very strong. A strand of hair blew away and covered her face. He raised his hand. Gently tucked that strand of hair behind my ear. Very light movement. Retraction is also very quick. So fast... Like it never happened. My ears felt hot again.

"Go back and rest."

He turned and entered the building.

"Tomorrow..."

"There's still a big battle left."

I stood still. Watching his back disappear behind the revolving door. Five seconds later. I bowed my head. Take a sip of coffee. Still very hot. The date the Series B capital round was officially completed. Tinh Ha's valuation is pegged at 16,000,000,000 yuan. Thanh Nguyen Fund holds 12% of shares. The contract clearly states. The capital lock-up period is eighteen months. During that time. No divestment is allowed. During the signing ceremony. Chu Boi Nguyen clinked glasses with Tong Di Tham. Bright smile. I stood at the back of the crowd. Quietly look at that smile. Just laugh. Laugh for two more months. One week after the signing ceremony. I started doing two things. The first thing. Bring the original documents to the Judicial Expertise Center. The second thing. Through a lawyer. Contact the previous Finance Director. He is now retired. Lives in Suzhou. The lawyer said. The past year has not been easy for him. Entangled in a family property dispute. The relationship with Chu Boi Nguyen... is no longer as close as before.

"If the conditions are met."

"It's possible he will change his testimony."

The lawyer said.

"What conditions do I need to prepare?"

"No prosecution."

"If he agrees to stand as a witness."

"Coordinate investigation."

"Beside The prosecutor's office can consider reducing responsibility."

"I want to meet him."

The lawyer looked at me.

"Are you sure?"

"Once we meet."

"Chu Boi Nguyen will most likely smell it."

"I'm sure."

It's time... 1 month ago. I'm still waiting for the opportunity. And now. Also that week. The verdict of the labor dispute between me and Tinh Dieu Media was officially announced. Tinh Dieu Media... The company must compensate me 2,300,000 yuan. Still have to pay back the difference in overtime pay for four years. A total of 480,000 yuan. The lawyer texted me.

"The scanned copy of the verdict has been sent to email. Congratulations."

I only answer in two words. Three days later. I flew to Suzhou. The person opened the door to welcome me. It was the Finance Director that year. His name is Tien Duy Quoc. Sixty-seven years old. Hair is almost white. Sitting on a rattan chair in the yard. Wearing a polo shirt that has faded after many washes. Just saw me. He was stunned for a long time.

"Is Co Chinh Tac's daughter?"

"You look a lot like dad."

This is the second person in two months to say that to me. Tien Duy Quoc's eyes were completely different.