Chapter 8 — From Grandmother to Capitalist Queen

"Older sister." Duong Duong interrupted her, "Before last night, I gave myself a month. I waited a month, waiting for him to proactively open his mouth, waiting for me to find a reason to convince myself to forgive him. But he didn't. He chose to continue to deceive me."

Lam Tri Y's eyelashes trembled.

“How do you know?”

“Because in this one month I lost 4 kg.” Duong Duong's voice was a bit choked, "Because every time I see his number calling, I take a deep breath before listening. Because I've never used pure red lipstick before - the lipstick I put on last night was something I endured for a month, and I finally decided not to hold back anymore."

Lam Tri Y was silent for a long time. Then she laughed, laughing so much that her eye sockets turned slightly red.

“Duong Duong, I understand you better than your husband.”

“Of course.” Duong Duong was rational, "He's not worthy."

The two looked at each other and smiled. At ten o'clock in the morning, Lam Tri Y changed into another outfit — white shirt, black wide-leg pants, khaki coat, flat shoes. No makeup, just sunscreen and lip balm. She had to go meet someone. Angel investor and current Director of Dinh Xuyen Group — Chu Minh Vien. Chu Minh Vien is sixty-seven years old this year and is an old man in the Tan Hai business community. Fifteen years ago, he invested in Co Dinh Xuyen's startup company and continues to this day, still holding 12% of the Group's shares. Although he does not participate in daily operations, he has an extremely important voice on the Board of Directors. More importantly, Chu Minh Vien is a long-time friend of Lam Tri Y. In the past, when Co Dinh Xuyen broke his capital chain and ran everywhere asking for help to no avail, it was Lam Tri Y who, through his supervisor, contacted Chu Minh Vien to promote this decisive investment. Later, Chu Minh Vien once told her privately: "Tieu Co is capable, but you are the one who really understands business." The meeting place was Chu Minh Vien's private tea room in the west of the city. The yard has a Chinese style, green bricks and black tiles, in the yard is planted an old woodywood tree. Although it does not bloom in winter, the branches and leaves are ancient and winding, exuding a calm strength. Chu Minh Vien was waiting for her there. He wore a dark blue Sun Yat Sen suit, his hair was gray but carefully combed, sitting in front of a mahogany tea table, using a tea needle to brush tea leaves from a purple teapot.

“Already here?” He looked up at her, his eyes as gentle as ancient jade, "Sit down."

Lam Tri Y sat down opposite. Chu Minh Vien poured her a cup of tea — Pu-erh tea, with a rich, long-lasting fragrance.

"I heard about last night." Chu Minh Vien pushed the tea cup in front of her, "It's not wise of you to do that."

Lam Tri Y raised his cup and took a sip: "I know."

"Arguing in the crowd, bragging is really bragging, but it also blocks the way back at the negotiating table. As a person, Co Dinh Xuyen, face is more important than gut. You strip him of his face in front of everyone, he will risk his life for you."

“I know.” Lam Tri Y put down the tea cup, "But I have my own plans."

“Let's hear it.”

“The Due Diligence process for Dinh Xuyen Group's B round of capital raising will begin on Monday next week.” Lam Tri Y's eyes were calm, "The investor is Dinh Huy fund, they have extremely strict requirements about the stability of the board of directors. If you file a divorce lawsuit during the appraisal period, and at the same time publicize related evidence - To Van Tinh's pregnancy examination records, financial statements proving that Co Dinh Xuyen used company resources to maintain a mistress - Dinh Huy will immediately stop the appraisal process.

Chu Minh Vien's eyebrow twitched.