Chapter 15 — Forced to return 80 tables, I overturned the divorce table and left them empty-handed

Her words were full of hidden meaning, each sentence carried a barely hidden sarcasm, causing the atmosphere in the meeting room to instantly become magical. The surrounding colleagues looked at each other, their faces all a bit confused, as if waiting to see how I would react. I smiled softly in my heart, so calm that I was surprised. Whatever comes... will come. I stood up, a standard smile appeared on my lips, just polite enough, just distant enough.

"Miss Manh is worried, my personal matters do not affect my work."

“If you and the Thinh Duong leaders came today, why not sit down and listen to our latest progress report.”

After I finished speaking, I glanced at Tieu Tran. She immediately understood and quickly turned on the PPT on the big screen. I held the laser pen and stepped forward, my whole body seemed to have flipped a switch, and my aura immediately changed completely. From market analysis, product positioning, to marketing strategy and financial estimates, each item is presented clearly and logically, without any gaps. The report lasted for a full hour, no one interrupted, no one interrupted, everyone was absorbed in the rhythm of my analysis. When I put down my pen and turned back to look at Manh Dao, her face had turned a little pale, I just smiled slightly.

“Miss Manh, do you still have any questions about my job?”

18 Dignity is something that cannot be priced. Manh Dao's face turned blue and white, clearly not expecting me to prepare so carefully and perform so perfectly. She opened her mouth but couldn't say a word, completely in a passive position. The leaders accompanying her now looked at me with different eyes than before, from scrutiny to undisguised appreciation. An older person was the first to clap.

“Director To, reputation is not bad, this report is very professional, the vision is very clear.”

“We have more confidence in this project.”

The others also nodded in agreement, and the atmosphere immediately tilted towards me. Manh Dao stood there, like a joke exposed in the crowd, awkward to the extreme. I looked at her, the smile on my lips deepened a bit.

“Miss Manh, I understand you may have some misunderstanding with me.”

“But work is work, personal matters are private matters, I hope you make a clear distinction.”

“If the representative of the Manh family wants to intervene in this project, then sorry, our company does not welcome outsiders to direct insiders.”

My voice was still gentle, but every word was as sharp as a knife, so straightforward that there was no need to hide it. Manh Dao was so angry that he was shaking. He pointed at me but couldn't find a word to refute. In the end, he could only stomp his feet, turn around and leave in the eyes of everyone. A battle without smoke... I won absolutely. This story quickly spread to Tan Lam's ears. It was said that she scolded Manh Dao severely, calling her useless and only knowing how to cause trouble. Manh Dao lost face, hated me even more, and began to consider other plans. I knew they wouldn't stop easily, but I didn't expect... their tricks would be that low. They came to my parents. That afternoon, I was working overtime at the company when my mother called, her voice shaking with panic.

“Van Van, go home now, Lam Trach Than's mother... is at home me!"

My heart sank a beat. Tan Lam... why did you come to my house? I immediately quit all work and drove home as quickly as possible. In front of the apartment door, a luxurious Rolls-Royce parked quietly, completely not belonging to my world. I opened the door and walked in. Tan Lam was sitting on the sofa, wearing a custom-made cheongsam, with such a noble aura that it made my small room feel cramped. In front of her was an open suitcase. Inside... was full of bright red cash. My parents stood next to me, confused and uncomfortable, but still trying to stay calm. Seeing me return, Tan Lam slowly raised his eyes, his gaze carrying an undisguised contempt.

“You're back.”

She jerked her chin toward the suitcase.

“There are 1,000,000 yuan here.”

“Take it, leave my son.”

“Don't ever appear in front of him again from now on.”

That tone… was like throwing money to a beggar. I stared at that pile of money. Then burst out laughing. I walked in front of her, my eyes turned cold.

“Madam.”

“In your eyes, can everything be measured with money?”

"Can love, or self-esteem... all be clearly priced?"

Tan Lam frowned.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean…”

I speak slowly, each word clearly.

“Your 1,000,000 yuan cannot buy the love between me and Lin Zechen.”

"We can't even buy... the dignity of our To family."

I turned around and grabbed my parents' hands. Their hands were cold, but their eyes were steady. My father took a deep breath and looked straight at Tan Lam.

“Madam, please take the money and go home.”

“We are not rich, but we know what spirit is.”

“Our daughter's happiness… we protect ourselves.”

Tan Lam's face... finally changed.