Chapter 6 — Healing After Days of Neglect

The next day, the family group woke up again. Lam Huyen immediately sent more than a dozen voice clips, with the general idea being: Lam Van has money and looks down on others, her biological sister doesn't help when she encounters something, and even kicks the whole family out of the company. Tran Hao Vu took another stab.

"Once people have money, they change. They no longer have parents or brothers in their eyes. This kind of thing will sooner or later be met with retribution."

Uncle Two: "Van Van is not doing this right. Even if you have money, don't forget your roots." Aunt Ba: "Huan Huyen, don't be sad, some people are really ungrateful." Cousin:: "I've been saying for a long time, Lam Van has been eccentric and unsociable since childhood." Messages followed one after another, all on Lam Huyen's side. I didn't answer a single question. Phuong Vien took a screenshot and sent it to me.

“Won't you say a few words again?”

"Tell the truth. You don't even get a penny in compensation, you built it yourself from scratch."

"No need."

“Because they don't care about the truth.

They only care... why I have money and don't share it with them." Phuong Vien was silent for a moment.

“Lam Van, you are stronger than I thought.”

“Not strong.

I'm used to it." I left the family group. From then on, my avatar in the group was forever gray. In July, everything took a new turn. Co Tham introduces a big project. Overall design for boutique hotel chain, budget 30,000,000 yuan, spanning eight cities. Party A is the deputy general manager of a cultural and tourism group, named Chu Hang.

"Miss Lam, General Manager Co highly appreciates your company. But to be honest, your company has been established for less than a year, and the scale is too small.

This project also has four major design institutes bidding together. What do you rely on to win?

“Based on the plan.”

“What plan?”

“Give me two weeks, I'll make a concept.

If you are not satisfied, I will not take a penny.” Chu Hang looked at me for a few seconds.

“Okay, see you in two weeks.”

Those two weeks, I hardly slept. Only sleeping three hours a day, the rest of the time burying my head in drawings. I research each city's culture, customer groups, and surrounding ecosystem. Each hotel... has its own soul. Not the stereotypical “high-end luxury” type. It's identity. Chengdu has the atmosphere of a tea shop. Hangzhou is Song Yun aesthetics. Xi'an is the temperament of Dai Tang. Phuong Vien finished watching and only said one word. Two weeks later, I brought the plan to the corporation. The meeting room had more than ten people, Chu Hang sat in the center. I open the slide. Start presenting. Forty minutes. No one interrupted. When it ended, the meeting room was silent for a few seconds. Chu Hang spoke up.

“Miss Lam, this is the best plan I have ever seen.”

"Your company is too small. The project spans eight cities and takes eighteen months.

Can you guarantee it?”

“Based on what?”

“My life.”

Chu Hang burst out laughing.

“You are the bravest young person I have ever met.”

He stood up and held out his hand.

“Contract signed next week.”

Stepping out of the building, the sunlight was so bright that I had to squint my eyes. 30,000,000 yuan project. Van Chu Design... officially took off. In August, the company expanded to 35 people. I rent an office floor in the center, 500 square meters, monthly rent is 80,000 yuan. The first design phase enters the implementation phase. The project is divided into four groups, responsible for Chengdu, Hangzhou, Xi'an, and Changsha. My work schedule is tight. So busy that... I don't have time to answer the phone. But there are calls... that are impossible not to hear.

“Lam Van, your father is hospitalized."

My mother's voice.

“Pneumonia, hospitalized for three days. The doctor said I have to stay another week. When will you come visit?”

“I'm going on a business trip these days and can't come back.”

“What kind of job do you have to work all day long? Your father is in the hospital and you're not coming home?"

“I will ask someone to send the things over.”

“Your father needs you, not a thing!”

“Mom, I really don't have time. After this trip, I will pass.”

“Your sister is in the hospital every day, what about you? Not once did he show his face. Do you still consider this your home?

“If there is, then go home!”

“I'll be back on the weekend.”

I hung up. Tell your assistant to order a basket of fruit and a box of functional foods and send it to the hospital. On weekends, I come. In the hospital room, besides my parents... there were also Lam Huyen and Tran Hao Vu.

“Are you here?” My father leaned against the headboard, his face still fine.

“How are you feeling, Dad?”

“It's okay, the doctor will just keep Dad in the hospital.”

“Listen to the doctor.”

I put an envelope on the nightstand.

“There's 20,000 yuan here, I'll take care of the hospital fees.”

Lam Huyen glanced at the envelope.