Chapter 13 — Help You Earn 7,300,000 Yuan, You Only Give Me 70,000 Yuan?

Lady Hua asked:

“Tomorrow at the winter party...”

“Are you sure you will win?”

I looked at my mother's words.

“If the judges will taste it.”

La Tay stood at the door. Don't dare step in. Tieu Man glared at her.

“What are you still doing here?”

La Tay put a yellow paper file bag on the table.

“Tham Ngoc Dung has arranged for someone to check your back kitchen tomorrow.”

“She said the restaurant uses spoiled meat.”

“Wait until you go to the winter party and someone will come and arrest you.”

Chu Ngan smiled coldly.

“I really want to go to the end.”

La Tay bowed his head.

“In the bag there is a history of conversations between her and the purchasing department.”

“There is also a money transfer document.”

Tieu Man immediately grabbed the file bag.

“You just brought it up now?”

La Tay was scolded to the point that he did not dare to raise his head.

“I didn't dare before.”

“My mother works in the Tham family's kitchen.”

“She used that to threaten me.”

Lady Hua asked:

“Where is your mother now?”

“I picked her up.”

“She is sitting in the car outside the alley.”

I spoke up:

“Invite her in for a bowl of hot porridge.”

La Tay raised his head. As if he didn't understand what he just heard. Tieu Man snorted.

“What are you looking at me for?”

"Miss Tham told you to go call, so go ahead and call."

La Tay turned around and ran out. Chu Ngan lowered his voice.

“Do you trust her?”

“I believe half of it.”

“The other half?”

"Tomorrow we'll see if she dares to stand up and tell the truth in front of everyone."

Mrs. Hua closed the book Thu Vi.

“The winter party is not an ordinary party.”

“The Tham family relies on it to enhance their position.”

“Many people are also living off the reputation of the Tham family.”

“What you bring tomorrow is not just a dish.”

“It's about putting their face on the ground.”

I carefully put the notebook in a wooden box.

“Then it's best if they don't show their faces.”

Before dawn. Tieu Man has cleaned the back kitchen sparkling clean. La Tay's mother sat in the corner of the room. Rough hands holding a bowl of hot porridge. But still haven't drank it yet. She suddenly spoke up:

“I once met your mother.”

I stopped.

“The day before your parents had an accident.”

Her voice was very light.

"That day your mother went to the Tham family's house."

“Said he wanted something back.”

“The old lady of the Tham family did not allow it.”

“The two of you argued very fiercely.”

“What did they argue about?”

La Tay's mother looked at her daughter. Then continued:

“I only heard one sentence.”

“Your mother said that…”

“The heir of the Tham family is not Tham Ngoc Dung.”

“It's Thanh Hoa.”

The whole shop immediately fell silent. Chu Ngan slowly put down the bowl in his hand. No one said another word. Because everyone understands. That sentence... Could be the key to unlocking the biggest secret that Tham Ngoc Dung has hidden for many years.

“What do you mean?”

La Tay's mother shook her head.

"I do not know."

“As soon as she saw me, the old lady of the Tham family immediately chased me away.”

Mrs. Hua slammed her stick on the ground.

“For the time being, please do not spread this matter.”

Tieu Man was impatient:

“Why don't you say something like this?”

“There is no evidence.”

"Now spreading it out will only give Tham Ngoc Dung an excuse to bite back."

Old lady Hua looked at me.

“At the winter party, someone will know the truth.”

“The last chef of the old Thu Yen Festival.”

“Meng Hoai An.”

Lady Hua continued:

“Tomorrow he will also sit in the jury box.”

Chu Ngan turned to me.

“Then go ask him always."

I shook my head.

"If you ask me now, I'm not sure if he will say anything."

“Just let him taste the food first.”

Mrs. Hua pushed the wooden box towards me.

“Thanh Hoa.”

“The restaurant that my mother didn't have time to open that year...”

“Tomorrow I will have to ask you to open the door for her.”

The winter party was held at Van Dinh Son Trang. The Tham family's house covers the entire banquet hall. In front of the door is a red carpet. The guests attending are either famous chefs or famous diners in the world. I held the wooden box and got out of the car. The receptionist at the door looked at the invitation. Look at the white chef's uniform on me again.

“Male Kitchenette?”

He flipped through the list. His expression became awkward.

“There is no spot on the list for a backstage chef.”

Lady Hua got down from the car.

“She used my quota.”

The receptionist immediately smiled wryly.

“Lady Hua, it's okay if you just come to the party.”

“But not in the kitchen competing.”

“General Manager Tham has already told me.”

“All participating chefs must register in advance.”

Chu Ngan stepped up.

“Last night she said Thanh Hoa didn't have a ticket.”

"Today you said you haven't registered yet."

“The Tham family's rule is to grow legs and run on their own.”

The receptionist did not dare to respond. Right at that moment. Tham Ngoc Dung walked out from the hall. String of shiny pearls. Completely unlike the person who just went through a difficult situation last night. See me. She smiled calmly.

“Thanh Hoa.”

“Out of respect for Lady Hua, I will let you in.”

“It's okay to have a party.”

“Cooking is not.”

I looked at her.

“Are you afraid that I will win?”

Tham Ngoc Dung's smile faded a bit.

“The winter party values inheritance.”

“Not some street cooking.”