Chapter 9 — Leave To Be Called By Your Own Name

I hold the microphone. Definitely answer:

"I'm not talking in private."

"You defamed me in front of everyone."

"Then..."

"You must also pay back everything you owe me in front of everyone."

Someone started clapping. Tieu Chu was the first to shout loudly.

"Return the shares!"

Right after that. Many people chanted in unison.

"Pay the shares!"

"Return the author's signature rights!"

Hua Lam stood at the edge of the stage. Everyone was panicking. Giang Van turned to look at Co Nghien Bach.

"Didn't you say..."

"Has that agreement been destroyed?"

Still on. The whole hall heard every word clearly. Luong Thanh closed his eyes tightly. Co Nghien Bach's face turned pale. I looked at Giang Van. The corners of the lips curled slightly.

"What you just said..."

"More valuable than any evidence I bring."

The press conference was completely out of control. Co Thi's public relations team immediately rushed to the stage to turn off the microphone. All reporters filmed everything. When I stepped off the stage. At the end of the hallway. Han Suong is standing there. She gave me a thumbs up. Smiling appreciatively. Tieu Chu rushed forward and hugged me.

"Miss Duong!"

"So great!"

I gently patted her shoulder. The phone vibrates. Tan Nghien sent a message.

"The Co Board of Directors wants to see you."

Immediately after that came the second news.

"After seeing the confirmation of equity rights, they are trying to find out what cards you still hold."

I haven't been able to answer yet. Co Nghien Bach's voice was heard from behind.

"Tong Duong."

I stopped walking. He stood about three feet away from me.

"The original of that document..."

"Where did you keep it?"

I looked at him.

"I guess."

His voice was tense.

"Is it..."

"...are you at your mother's place?"

I didn't reply. His eyes immediately changed.

"Did you come here from To Thanh this afternoon?"

Tieu Chu took a breath. I tightened my grip on the phone. Co Nghien Bach took another step.

"Duong Duong."

"I don't want to push things to the end."

"That document absolutely cannot fall into the hands of the Board of Directors."

"What are you going to do?"

He didn't answer. Right at that moment. The elevator door opens. A middle-aged woman wearing a dark gray dinner jacket stepped out. In her hand she held an old cowhide document bag. My mother stood behind. His face was pale. The woman looked towards me. The first thing she said was:

"Tong Duong."

"The share trust file that my grandmother left behind..."

"...aunt brought it."

Just one sentence. Co Nghien Bach's face immediately turned pale. My mother clutched the bag handle tightly. Voice still shaking.

"Duong Duong."

"She said you were in trouble."

"So mom came along."

I looked at the woman in front of me. Tham Tri Y nodded slightly. Give me the old file bag.

"That year..."

"Three hundred thousand yuan my grandmother invested in Co's predecessor..."

"...not a loan."

"It's an early-stage equity trust."

"The trustee..."

Everyone standing in the hallway could hear it clearly. Tieu Chu gasped. Even Han Suong was stunned. Co Nghien Bach's throat moved slightly.

"This..."

"Is there some misunderstanding?"

Tham Tri Y glanced at him.

"I've been in the investment industry for twenty years."

"Is the contract a misunderstanding..."

"I can tell the difference."

Co Nghien Bach immediately changed his tone.

"That money was paid in my name consulting fees."

My mother immediately panicked.

"No!"

"Back then, your dad even came to your house."

"Says the company is short of capital."

"Please grandmother for help."

"She took out all her retirement money."

"Still saying..."

"That's the retreat you saved for Duong Duong later."

Tham Tri Y opened the file bag.

"Inside there is a transfer document."

"Original contract."

"With the witness's signature."

She looked at me.

"Duong Duong."

"Before he died."

"My grandmother once told me."

"If we haven't reached the end yet..."

"Then don't take it out."

I held a stack of documents. The paper is old. The corners are all yellow. Every line is still clear. Co Nghien Bach stared at the file.

"Tong Duong."

"Did you know before?"

I raised my head to look at him.

"If I had known earlier."

"I haven't wasted any time with you guys until today."

Right at that moment. Giang Van ran out from the hall. Just heard it all.

"What do you mean?"

Tham Tri Y calmly said:

"Song Tang has more than just eight percent of the original equity interest."

"According to this trust contract."

"She also has the right to further confirm..."

5.2% early stage shares. The whole hallway echoed with the sound of deep breathing. Hua Lam had to hold on to the wall. I almost couldn't stand. Giang Van turned to look at Co Nghien Bach.

"Didn't you say..."

"Is she just a designer?"

Co Nghien Bach was completely silent. I hold the file. Look towards him.

"General Manager Co."

"We can talk by statute now."

The corner of Co Nghien Bach's lips moved slightly. Luong Thanh walked out of the hall. Calm voice.

"The board of directors is ready to sit at the formal negotiating table."

I shook my head.

"Not now."

Luong Thanh frowned.

"What else do you want?"

I looked towards the hall surrounded by media.