Chapter 10 — Help You Earn 7,300,000 Yuan, You Only Give Me 70,000 Yuan?

Seeing someone wavering, La Tay smiled even more proudly.

“Even Lady Hua was fooled.”

“The best thing Shen Ninh does is pretend to be pitiful.”

“Even the story of sleeping in the warehouse was made up.”

I walked out of the back kitchen. In his hand he carried a plate of hot food.

“Are you done talking yet?”

La Tay smiled coldly.

“Do you still dare to appear?”

I placed the plate of food on the table first.

“Everyone, please eat first.”

“Arguing does not affect the preparation of the dish.”

The fat guest was still hesitant.

“Is this... still edible?”

Mrs. Hua sat at the door. Stick in hand blocking the way.

“If anyone causes trouble, this old lady is responsible.”

La Tay rolled his eyes.

“Can you stand it?”

At that moment, Lady Hua's voice was heard outside.

“If she can't stand it…”

“Then I accept.”

Lady Hua led two people in. Behind him is Mr. Hua's butler. La Tay's expression immediately changed.

“Lady Hua…”

Lady Hua took the contract in her hand and looked it over.

“I asked someone to look at this copy.”

“The signature is not the same.”

“Dates also matter.”

“If Tham Ngoc Dung still insists that this is real…”

“Just go to the police.”

La Tay still tried to keep his mouth shut.

“This is what Uncle Co gave me.”

“Then tell Co Thua Trach to come here himself.”

Lady Hua slammed the paper on the table.

“Don't let an assistant standing here make you lose face.”

Customers in the restaurant began to whisper. The fat customer picked up a piece of fish and put it in his mouth. His eyes immediately lit up.

“This fish is delicious!”

The woman next to her also tasted a piece.

"That's right."

“Tastes very clean.”

“Even better than the food at Tham Gia restaurant.”

La Tay started to panic.

“Everyone, don't be fooled by her!”

“Today she has ingredients that she also stole from Tham Gia restaurant's supplier!”

From the backyard, Mr. Tan poked his head out.

“Since when did my fish become the Tham family's?”

Aunt Luu also loudly said:

“Vegetables I grow at home.”

“The Tham Gia restaurant said it had insect bites so it didn't bother to buy it.”

La Tay's face was sometimes red, sometimes white. I looked at her.

“Come here today to cause trouble…”

“Did Tham Ngoc Dung increase your money?”

“Don't be divisive!”

I calmly looked at her.

“Last night the party broke down, she pushed the responsibility on me.”

“Today the fake contract was exposed, she pushed you out here again.”

“You rushed forward because of her.”

“Has she ever stood up for you before?”

La Tay paused. But quickly shouted:

“Do you think I will believe you?”

At that moment, Lady Hua's phone rang. She listened to a few sentences then raised her head to look at La Tay.

“Tham Ngoc Dung just sent me a message.”

“Say that today's trouble was your personal action.”

“She was completely clueless.”

The blood on La Tay's face instantly drained away. Tieu Man softly called:

“Assistant La...”

La Tay grabbed the phone and looked. Lips trembled several times. But couldn't utter a single word. I brought another plate of food out.

“If you want to stay for dinner, sit down.”

“If you still want to cause trouble…”

“The door is over there.”

Luo Tay squeezed the fake contract in his hand. Standing motionless for a long time. Finally turned around and left. First opening day. Nam Hang Small Kitchen is busy from noon until late at night. When closing the door, Tieu Man counted money and smiled. The sweat on the tip of the nose has not yet been wiped away.

“Miss Tham.”

“We survived!”

Chu Ngan lie down on the chair.

“Not just surviving.”

“But he's still famous.”

I looked out into the alley. There was a black car parked there. The car window is lowered halfway. Tham Ngoc Dung sat inside. The streetlight divided her face into light and dark halves. She did not get out of the car. Just quietly looking at my sign. Then picked up the phone and said something. A few minutes later. My phone received a photo. In the photo is the cover of an old notebook. I just looked at it and immediately recognized it. That is the cookbook "Thu Vi" written by my mother when she was alive. The outer cover is sewn from old fabric. The lower right corner also has a small cinnamon flower embroidered. I always thought it was lost after my parents' accident. Tham Ngoc Dung's message had only one sentence:

"If you want it back, come see me."

Chu Ngan stopped by to take a look. His face immediately darkened.

“Why does she keep this?”

“She took away all the furniture in the old house.”

Tieu Man curiously asked:

“Is that notebook very important?”

I placed the phone face down on the table.

“It is my mother's lifelong passion.”

Mrs. Hua, who was drinking tea next to her, suddenly stopped.

“Is 'Thu Vi' in its hand?”

I looked at her.

“Do you know that notebook?”

Mrs. Hua did not answer immediately. After a while, he slowly said:

“It's not an ordinary cookbook.”

“My mother wrote it when she was preparing to open her own restaurant.”