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

I picked up my knife bag.

“Not revenge.”

My eyes stopped on Tham Ngoc Dung's face.

“It's about settling the books.”

When walking out of Tham Gia restaurant, Tieu Man followed behind. The girl's cries were suppressed very low. Chu Ngan cursed along the way.

“Fake contract.”

“Stealing the formula.”

“Threatened a new working girl.”

“Tham Ngoc Dung is truly rotten from the inside out.”

I said nothing. The phone vibrates. It's a message from Lady Hua. Inside there is only one address. Hua family villa, Nam Thanh. There's another sentence at the back:

"Don't be late tomorrow. My old man won't wait for anyone."

I stared at the three words my old man for a few seconds. Chu Ngan asked:

“Nothing.”

I put my phone away. There are old debts... Maybe they will come faster than I thought. Noon the next day. Cars were parked in front of the Hua family's mansion gate. I took Chu Ngan and Tieu Man into the kitchen from the side door. Mrs. Hua was also present. She was sitting on a small stool picking vegetables. Seeing me coming, she brought over a bunch of green vegetables.

“Let's make sour fish soup first.”

Lady Hua walked in from outside the door, frowning slightly.

“Auntie, my dad doesn't have a good appetite today.”

“You still asked her to make sour fish soup?”

Mrs. Hua replied:

“He likes to eat.”

Lady Hua turned to look at me.

“Shen Ninh.”

“Today this banquet table is not for receiving guests.”

“It's for my dad to eat.”

“If it doesn't work well, I won't respect you because of what happened last night.”

"I get it."

Chu Ngan leaned closer, lowered his voice and asked:

“What kind of character is the old man of the Hua family?”

Tieu Man spoke even lower:

“I heard that Mr. Hua used to be the best gourmet in Giang Thanh.”

“Many long-standing restaurants have invited him to write letters for their signs.”

Old lady Hua glared at the two people.

“If the mouth talks, the hands also have to work.”

I had just washed the fish when another person appeared outside the kitchen door. Tham Ngoc Dung wore an elegant white suit. Carrying a gift box in hand. Co Thua Trach walked beside him. Lady Hua's face immediately turned cold.

“Boss Tham.”

“Why did you come here?”

Tham Ngoc Dung smiled gently.

“What happened last night made me extremely guilty.”

“I heard that Mr. Hua's health is not good.”

“I specially cooked a pot of nutritious soup to admit my mistake.”

Co Thua Trach immediately chimed in:

"Ngoc Dung has been stewing it himself since early morning."

Old lady Hua raised her head.

“Do you stew it yourself?”

“So the pot won't burn?”

Chu Ngan almost dropped the whole ginger root into the basin of water. Tham Ngoc Dung's face stiffened for a moment then quickly smiled.

“Mrs. Hua really knows how to joke.”

Lady Hua turned to me.

“Shen Ninh.”

“You keep doing it.”

Tham Ngoc Dung's eyes glanced at the fish in my hand and then looked at the fire.

"You came to Hua's house to cook a party and didn't say a word to me?"

“I just left the restaurant last night.”

“We received guests from the Tham family today.”

“That doesn't seem very appropriate.”

I cut the ginger in half.

“Lady Hua is not a guest of the Tham family.”

“She is her own guest.”

Gu Chengze took out a photocopy of the contract.

“Lady Hua.”

“We're not here to cause trouble.”

“It's just that Tham Ninh has an agreement with Tham Gia restaurant.”

“She is not allowed to voluntarily contact restaurant customers.”

“It is also not allowed to use dishes that belong to the restaurant Tham Gia.”

Lady Hua picked up the paper and looked at it.

“Is this signature from Tham Ninh?”

Tham Ngoc Dung immediately replied:

“Of course.”

Mrs. Hua turned to me and asked:

“Have you signed yet?”

Tham Ngoc Dung sighed softly.

“I know you blame me.”

“But you can't even accept my signature.”

Co Thua Trach looked towards Mrs. Hua.

"If this matter becomes a big deal, it won't be good for the Hua family."

“Today's banquet…”

“Or let Ngoc Dung do it.”

Lady Hua said nothing. In the kitchen, everyone looked towards me. Tieu Man was so impatient that he continuously rubbed his hands on his apron.

“Lady Hua.”

"That signature really doesn't resemble Tieu Tham's handwriting."

At that moment, La Tay walked in from outside. In his hand he also held a tablet computer.

“Similar or not, it's not up to you to say.”

“We also have surveillance video.”

“Filmed her looking for recipes in the restaurant.”

I looked at La Tay.

“Are you here too?”

“Of course I have to come.”

La Tay smiled.

“To avoid people going around defrauding others.”

Tham Ngoc Dung softened his voice:

“An Ninh, follow me home.”

“This story stops here.”

Mrs. Hua put the vegetables she had picked into the basket.

“Ngoc Tran, let them take the exam.”

Lady Hua was stunned. Mrs. Hua calmly replied:

“The old man only needed to eat one bite to know.”

“Whoever cooks well will stay.”

“Whoever lies, go away.”

Tham Ngoc Dung's face immediately turned pale. Co Thua Trach quickly spoke up:

"Ngoc Dung came in such a hurry today, she didn't prepare anything."

“Didn't you just say you made the soup yourself?”

Chu Ngan immediately continued:

“Cooking a bowl of sour fish soup shouldn't be difficult, right?”

“After all, that is the signature dish of Tham Gia restaurant.”

Tham Ngoc Dung looked at Co Thua Trach. Co Thua Trach turned to Mrs. Hua:

“Tests like this are not fair.”

Lady Hua put the contract on the table.

“Is it fair for you to bring a contract to block my kitchen door?”

Tham Ngoc Dung was cornered. In the end, I could only reluctantly tie up my apron. Two stoves ignited at the same time. Tham Ngoc Dung let La Tay give the ingredients.