Chapter 17 — Forty Billion And People Only Ask For A Kitchen

Ngoc Han came to the restaurant on the day Nha Khang Kitchen officially opened.

She took Mrs. Huong with her, looked at the sign and immediately asked:

“How much is it?”

Minh Khang was carrying out the pot of broth and wiping his hands on his apron.

“What do you eat?”

“I asked how much this shop costs.”

“Not much.”

“Where will my salary come from?”

“You and Nhien contribute.”

Ngoc Han looked at me. I'm checking Moc Bep's delivery list, wearing a white shirt, no expensive jewelry.

"I'm unemployed but I can contribute to the shop?"

“I have savings.”

“How many years to save?”

“Are you going to eat the noodles or continue asking?”

Mrs. Huong pulled her daughter's hand and told her to sit down. Minh Khang brought out two servings of braised fish rice. She took the first bite and her eyes immediately turned red.

“Tastes like your father.”

“I used dad's recipe.”

Ngoc Han ate most of it, but still said it was difficult to live in such a small restaurant. Minh Khang did not argue.

After the meal, Ms. Huong saw a food safety certificate hanging on the wall. She asked whose name was in charge.

“Minh Khang,” I replied.

“What about Nhien's money?”

"It's an investment. The shop is operated by Mr. Khang."

Ngoc Han looked at me one more time. She began to understand that I wasn't just "working for you".

At that moment, a Moc Bep employee called me to sign the delivery documents. On the contract there is the An Tam logo, my company name and my signature as CEO.

Ngoc Han saw it.

“Your company?”

“Moc Bep is my and Thao's company.”

“Are you the director?”

“I'm in charge of operations.”

“How much revenue?”

“Enough to pay the salary.”

I won't say more. Han knew that if she wanted to know, she would have to find other evidence.

Before leaving, Mrs. Huong asked Minh Khang if the restaurant had enough to make a living. He said sure, then gave her a box of braised fish to take home.

Ngoc Han stood outside the door, looking at me.

“You have something to hide, right?”

“Everyone has the right to keep a part of their life.”

“You are Minh Khang's older sister.”

“Then you should let him live his life.”

She didn't reply. But from that day, she began to learn about Moc Bep more seriously.