Chapter 6 — I Don't Wait For Them Anymore

Twelve million yuan. The life of your company. I caught it with both hands.

“Boss Phuong walks leisurely.”

“You too.” Phuong Hoanh Vien patted my shoulder, "Tieu Tran, with your ability, there is no need to always be a stepping stone for others. When you think carefully, come find me, I always have a position ready for you."

After speaking, he turned and left. I was left alone in the VIP room. The tea has cooled. Fish head soup without a spoonful. I bent down to look at the contract. Tran Hang's company name is printed boldly in Side A. Twelve million yuan. My order took me four months of running around. I write the plan, I do the quote, I take care of the customer relationship. The eldest brother only showed up once – he almost offended someone. No one in my family knows about this order. They didn't know that the eldest brother's company was about to go bankrupt. Didn't know I was saving him. I don't even know that, if I hadn't taken a car together to come up here today... These twelve million yuan would have evaporated. I folded up the contract and stuffed it into my inner pocket. Pull out your phone. Eighty-three missed calls. I didn't bother counting the Wechat messages, the notification bar filled the entire screen. I opened the last few messages. Elder brother: "Tran Bai, please answer the phone! What's the situation with Phuong Hoanh Vien? His assistant said he's about to sign a contract? What contract? Why don't I know??" Mom's voice message, I clicked to listen:

"Tran Bai, listen carefully, your eldest brother is frantic right now, what exactly are you playing? Come back here and say it clearly if there's something wrong! Why doesn't this guy make people less worried?"

Doesn't make people worry less. I was forgotten at the station, the one who didn't give me peace of mind was me. I don't answer the phone, the one who doesn't give me peace of mind is me. I wandered around trying to get a twelve million contract to keep his company alive, but the one who didn't make people worry less was still me. It's always my fault. I turned off Wechat. Get up, go downstairs, walk out the door. The night wind at Thien Dao Lake is very cold, carrying the fishy mist of the lake water. I stood in front of the door of Vong Ho building, thinking about where I would go next. I know where the family hotel is located. But I don't want to go there. I opened my phone and booked a room at another hotel. Five kilometers away from them. Be alone. 【Chapter 9】 The moment you enter the hotel room, close the door. I finally felt tired. Not physically tired. It's a weariness that oozes from the very marrow of my bones. After showering, I lay down on the bed, my hair still not dry. Turn the phone off silent mode. One hundred and seventeen missed calls. I scrolled down the Wechat messages to the bottom... My sister-in-law sent me a private message: "Tieu Bai, are you okay? We didn't know exactly what happened until we got to the hotel. I'm sorry." It's her. The only person in the house who said "sorry". I texted her back: "Sister-in-law, I'm fine. I've arrived at Thien Dao Lake and booked my own hotel." Three seconds later she replied: "Have you had dinner yet?"

“I already ate.”

Haven't eaten yet. But I don't want to let you worry. My sister-in-law texted again: "Your eldest brother is going crazy right now. He keeps asking about boss Phuong... If you don't want to talk to him, I understand. But please remember to be safe." okay.”

“Thank you. About the eldest brother, I will talk to him tomorrow."

“Okay. Sleep well, Tieu Bai."

I put the phone down. Then picked it up again. The latest message in the group was sent by the eldest brother half an hour ago:

“Tran Bai, are you in Thien Dao? Where are you anyway? Send your address here.”

Dad sent a message:

“Second boy, don't make trouble anymore, stay safe outside, let's talk about anything when you come back.”

Don't make trouble anymore.