Chapter 12 — I am no longer anyone's ladder

【Miss On and Luc Thua Chu are moving goods in the warehouse. Being recognized by the customer, he blushed so much that he couldn't say a word.】 I answered. 【Tell him to keep moving.】 Uncle Luong sent back a smiley face. Not long after. I also heard news about Hua Niem An. She brought the recording to find Luc Thua Chu to pressure her. Want to claim compensation. But Luc Thua Chu himself had no money at that time. Just avoid. She tried interviewing at several other companies. But... I was just asked about the incident at the Truong Dieu Light Festival. Got a stiff throat. Manh Giai also asked acquaintances to find jobs everywhere. Everywhere I go, I get asked questions. Why did you leave Truong Dieu? She once sent me a very long message. Written full of regrets. And sorry. I don't answer. Apologies... Not a ticket for one to start over. What I used to do. Will always stand where it should stand. Wait for me to turn around and face you. Before winter comes. Luc's mother came to Van Chau to see me once. She no longer advised me to come back. Just bring a box of cinnamon rolls.

"Before..."

"I'm sorry for you."

I received the cake box.

"Thank you."

She stood in front of the On family's gate. Tears fell silently.

"Thua Chu now..."

"A lot has changed."

"It knows how to work."

"Don't dare talk nonsense anymore."

I smiled.

"So..."

"It's a good thing."

"Do you two still have a chance?"

I shook my head.

"Not anymore."

Luc's mother nodded slightly. It seems... She already knew the answer. When she left. The back is slow and lonely. I didn't see you off to the gate. There are emotional passages... Stop here. It was the best ending. Lam Giang ancient town project officially opened. Mother attended in person. Before the ribbon cutting time. She took out a new brooch. Gently put it on the collar of my vest.

"This brooch..."

"It's something my grandfather used to wear..."

"When taking charge of a project yourself for the first time."

I lowered my head to look at the brooch on my chest. The silver brooch is shaped like a thin tree branch. Supporting a small pearl. Unobtrusive. But solid. Mom looked at me.

"From today..."

"The road of the Wen family."

"I move on on my own."

I laughed.

"So don't criticize me..."

"You go too fast."

Mom gently patted my shoulder.

"I'll wait and see."

Applause below the stage rang out simultaneously. I grabbed the bandage scissors. Accidentally looked towards the back of the crowd. There was a familiar figure. Luc Thua Chu wore a normal black coat. The cap is pulled very low. He didn't step forward. Don't call me by name either. After the ribbon cutting ceremony. I received a message backstage. 【Nam Chi, congratulations.】 I looked at the screen for two seconds. Then delete it. The assistant walked over and asked:

"General Manager Wen."

"Tonight's celebration menu..."

"Do we need to watch it again?"

General Manager On. Listen to those three words. I paused for a moment. Then smile. The celebration party is halfway done. Chairman of Lam Giang Trade Association, Mr. Trieu. Carry a cup of tea and walk over. Walking next to him was a young man. Neat vest. A smile full of confidence.

"General Manager Wen."

"This is my nephew."

"Trieu Minh Vien."

"Young people want to learn how to work."

"If your side is lacking an assistant..."

"Maybe let it try first."

Trieu Minh Vien immediately handed over his business card.

"General Manager On."

"I don't mind extremes."

"As long as you're willing to teach me."

"I will follow all arrangements."

That saying... Too familiar. Six years ago. It was the first time Luc Thua Chu came to the On family's house. He also said the same. Mom sat at the chair's desk. Gently lift the teacup. Didn't speak for me at all. Everyone in the room... All looked towards me. Chairman Trieu smiled and added:

"Young people."

"Just give it a chance."

"In the future, it will be convenient for both families to go back and forth."

I put the business card back on the tray.

"Want to learn how to work."

"Go to the project site tomorrow."

"Three months."

"Only responsible for taking notes on scene patrols."

"And work with household businesses."

The smile on Trieu Minh Vien's face almost stiffened.

"General Manager Wen."

"I graduated abroad."

"Start with field patrol work..."

"Isn't that a bit of a waste?"

I looked at him.

"If it feels like a waste."

"Then there's no need."

The cup of tea in Chairman Trieu's hand stopped. Some people bowed their heads to drink soup. Some people pretended not to hear. Trieu Minh Vien's face changed several times. In the end, I still had to grit my teeth and answer.

"I'll go."

I nodded slightly.

"One more thing."

"Lam Giang project..."

"Do not accept oral promises."

"What can you do?"

"Please write clearly in the report."

"Whose merit is it?"

"Belongs to that person."

"Whose mistake?"

"That person is solely responsible."

The new mother smiled slightly. Chairman Trieu also understood. Hastily nodded.

"That's right."

I looked at the business card lying on the tray. Before... I always thought. Give others a step up. It's kindness. Only later did I understand. If given to the wrong person. They will stand right on that step... To teach me how to bow. From now on. I will no longer make stairs... For anyone else. Light shines in from outside the window. New lanterns on the old street... Light up one after another. On those lamps... There was no one else's name left. There's no one left... Borrow my light. To paint their love. I walked towards the crowd. Heard someone calling my name. Not... Nor... Someone's fiancee. On Nam Chi.