Chapter 5 — From Grandmother to Capitalist Queen

Not the job of a lawyer — she retired from the law office three years ago, and is currently the founder of “Zhiyi Capital” (Tri Y Investment Fund). A small-scale investment company, focusing on startup projects in the consumer sector, managing capital of about two hundred million yuan. In the investment community in Tan Hai, she is not a big figure, but her investment performance is very solid, the internal rate of return (IRR) is always stable at over 25%. This company is something she built herself little by little from the gaps in her marriage. For the first two years of her marriage to Co Dinh Xuyen, she was a full-time housewife. Daily life is arranging flowers, doing yoga, drinking afternoon tea, waiting for my husband to come home. In her third year, she started to feel bad — it wasn't that Co Dinh Xuyen wasn't okay, it was that she herself wasn't okay. She found herself becoming more and more quiet, more and more accustomed to seeing other people's faces, and more and more good at swallowing her true thoughts. A woman studying law, but living like a branch of red mistletoe. This realization scared her. Therefore, she re-took the fund practice certificate, used more than one million yuan of slush funds accumulated before the wedding as start-up capital, starting with the angel capital round, step by step until today. Co Dinh Xuyen knew she was investing, but never paid attention to the details. In his eyes, it was just a time-killing pastime for rich wives, essentially no different from flower arranging or yoga. He certainly didn't know, Zhiyi Capital's net profit last year was thirty million yuan. Even more unknown, under her name, in addition to this small apartment, there were also two investment properties, along with stocks and funds worth about eighty million yuan. Lam Tri Y is not a red string. She is what is mistaken for a dodder — a strangling banyan tree — a tree that specializes in strangling its host tree. The seeds of the strangling banyan tree fell on the trunk of the host tree, initially it was just a weak vine branch, living on the host tree, nothing outstanding. But wait until its roots sink deep into the ground and its branches reach up to the sky, it will slowly tighten until it completely strangles the host tree and replaces that position. She opened her email and began replying to the work emails that were piling up. One picture, two pictures, three pictures... The sound of typing on the keyboard echoed in the quiet apartment, like a kind of healing white noise. At one o'clock in the morning, she finished processing all her emails and closed her computer. The phone screen lit up again — seventeen missed calls, eight from Co Dinh Xuyen, five from her mother-in-law, three from Co Dinh Xuyen's driver Lao Chau, and one unknown number. More Wechat messages. Her mother-in-law sent twelve voice messages, she didn't click to listen, but the voice-to-text feature displayed the first message: *"Tri Y, why are you causing trouble tonight in front of so many people? Isn't it normal for men to have some situations outside? You have to be a little more generous..."* She directly deleted the chat box. Co Dinh Xuyen's partner, Mr. Ha, sent a message: *"Sister-in-law, is there any misunderstanding about tonight? Dinh Xuyen was drunk and explained to me for half a day, saying that Miss To Van Tinh was just a normal colleague..."* Lam Tri Y smirked. Ordinary colleague is pregnant with his child? In this day and age, there is scope for blame Are the responsibilities of a normal colleague this broad? She didn't answer anyone, turned off the phone, and fell asleep. Surprisingly, she slept quite well. The next morning at seven o'clock, she was awakened by the doorbell. Opening the door, it was assistant Duong Duong. Duong Duong is twenty-five years old, has a round face, blunt bangs, looks like a college student, but in reality is a formidable character - a graduate of Beijing University's Faculty of Law, because she admired Lam Tri Y (this is what she said herself) she turned down the job offer.