Chapter 4 — I Sell 58% of Shares, Sending My Ex-Husband Out of My Life

I paused for a few seconds. Then burst out laughing. Perhaps Tan Mac Thanh didn't expect it in his wildest dreams... The divorce papers he secretly prepared ended up helping me. Because if we are still in a married relationship, the transfer of shares must have the consent of the spouse. But now... Legally, we are "divorced". I can handle my shares however I want.

“Lawyer Trieu, help me investigate one more thing.”

"When registering a divorce at the Civil Affairs Department three months ago, the other party used fake documents."

“If I report to the police, which direction will this case go?”

“Crime of falsifying identification documents, plus fraud to obtain notarized documents.”

Lawyer Trieu stopped for a moment.

“If convicted for multiple crimes…”

“Tan Mac Thanh will at least face more than three years in prison.”

“I know.”

"For now, don't call the police. I'll tell you later."

Hang up the phone, I drive back to the apartment. As soon as I walked in the door, the phone rang. Tan Mac Thanh. I picked up the phone.

"Thanh Van, where are you? Are you home? I'm cooking."

His voice was gentle as if nothing had ever happened.

“Not going anywhere.”

“There are so many projects these days, I live in an apartment closer to the company.”

“So… can I come find you?”

"No need. I want to sleep early."

I hung up. Then directly switch his number to do not disturb mode. The next two days, I did not go to the company. Tan Mac Thanh called more than a dozen times and sent dozens of messages. I didn't answer a single one. He must have started to panic. But he doesn't know yet... The truly scary thing lies behind. On Thursday, Phuong Vien sent the second report. Lam Uyen, twenty-seven years old. College degree. But in the CV it says university. Fake degrees. Before joining Due Hang, she worked as a receptionist for a small PR company. Monthly salary 4,000 yuan. Her father, Lam Quoc Dong, opened a construction materials store in the countryside and was deeply in debt. But Tan Mac Thanh... In the past four years, he has transferred money to Lam Quoc Dong's account three times. 500,000 yuan each time. Use my money... Feed her whole family. The last page of the report is the business registration information of "Uyen Thanh Culture". Legal representative: Lam Uyen. Capital contribution ratio: Lam Uyen 60%. Tan Mac Thanh 40%. Registered capital: 20,000,000 yuan. The actual capital contribution... is the payables of Due Hang Technology. In other words, Tan Mac Thanh used a fake supplier contract to transfer company money to this empty company. Total amount: 26,000,000 yuan. I closed the file. The evidence is enough. Friday morning, I showed up at the company. This time I did not go to the general manager's office. But go straight to the finance department. The CFO, Ms. Ha, saw me and immediately stood up to greet me.

“Mr. Luc, I haven't seen you in the finance department for a long time.”

"Ms. Ha, take all foreign payment contracts of over 5,000,000 yuan in the last three years and show me the originals."

She was stunned.

“Within an hour, bring it to my office.”

I turned around and returned to my private office. I haven't used this office for a long time, and the daily work is handled by Tan Mac Thanh. Pushing open the door and entering, the inside is clean and tidy, and on the table is a green pot of betel leaves. Still alive and well. Perhaps the administrative department has always taken care of it. I sat down, turned on the computer, Login to the system. Twenty minutes later, Ms. Ha walked in holding a stack of documents.

“General Lu, this is all the foreign payment contracts of over 5,000,000 yuan in the last three years, a total of thirty-seven sets.”

“Thank you, Ms. Ha.”

“Do you need anything else?”

“Not for now.”

“Ah yes, don't tell anyone about this.”

She looked at me and nodded.

"I get it."

After she left, I started flipping through each set of contracts. On to the twelfth set… I found it.

“Uyen Thanh Cultural Communication Company — Brand planning service contract.”

Contract value: 8,000,000 yuan. The content of the service is written in such a ludicrous way that it's funny, planning a brand strategy, building a new media matrix, analyzing user portraits... I just glanced at the plan appendix and saw it right away. All are copied from templates online. Even the watermark hasn't been erased. Signed by approver: Tan Mac Thanh. I kept flipping. Nineteenth set. One more.

“Uyen Thanh Culture — Digital marketing promotion contract.”

12,000,000 yuan. Twenty-eighth set.

“Uyen Thanh Culture — Annual brand consulting contract.”

6,000,000 yuan. Three contracts. A total of 26,000,000 yuan. Completely matches the number Phuong Vien investigated. I pulled out these three sets of contracts separately, used my phone to take pictures and sent them to lawyer Trieu.

"These three contracts show signs of misappropriation of official property. Help me make a complete legal opinion."

Lawyer Trieu responded very quickly.