Chapter 20 — Locking my card to leave, I left my husband's family stranded in a seven-star hotel

“I feel the same way.”

“No, I don't mean just that…”

Phuong Vien tilted her head and thought for a moment before finding the right word.

“When I was with Tran Phong…”

“You seem to be shrinking all the time.”

“Even if I earn money, I don't dare to spend it.”

“Buying just one set of clothes takes a long time to consider.”

"I'm just afraid your mother-in-law will say you're wasteful."

“But now you look…”

“In my eyes there is light.”

I laughed.

“Maybe because…”

“Now every penny I earn…”

“It's all for your own consumption.”

“I'm done with you.”

Phuong Vien raised his glass.

“For freedom.”

The two of us clinked glasses. After signing a contract with Nhan Cuu So... I entered a crazy busy period. Post goods to offline system. Upgrade product packaging. Training store staff. Designing promotions… I work more than fourteen hours every day. But strangely... I don't feel tired at all. Because all my current efforts... are for myself. The first month of cooperation... the offline channel brought in 520,000 yuan in revenue. Higher than I expected. Second month… 780,000 yuan. The third month... officially surpassed the 1,000,000 yuan mark. Combined with steady growth in online revenue... Niem My's monthly sales officially broke the 5,000,000 yuan mark. Converted revenue for the whole year: 60,000,000 yuan. Deputy General Ly invited me to dinner. As soon as I sat down, I got straight to the point:

“The foundation wants to continue to inject more capital.”

“This round we invested 5,000,000 yuan.”

“Valuing your company at 80,000,000 yuan.”

80,000,000 yuan. One year ago… my entire assets were only 320,000 yuan.

“I need to talk to a financial advisor first.”

"Of course."

“No rush.”

Coming out of the restaurant... I stood on the side of the road looking at the busy traffic. The phone suddenly rang. It's a number I haven't contacted for a long time. Zhao Wei Wei.

“Nien Niem, tell me this story.”

Her voice carried a hint of gloating.

"Tran Phong and Lam Tieu Man have broken up completely."

“Not only that.”

“He's now deep in debt.”

“Credit card negative over 100,000 yuan.”

"The 138,000 yuan I borrowed from friends before has not been paid yet."

“I heard I'm about to be sued.”

“It has nothing to do with me.”

“I know.”

“Just telling you.”

Trieu Vy Vy hesitated for a moment then continued:

“Ah yes.”

“His mother, Trinh Tu Lan…”

“I fell down last month in the countryside.”

“In hospital.”

"Tran Hao and his wife don't take care of him."

“Tran My Hoa doesn't care.”

“Only Tran Phong is left alone at the hospital.”

“Aren't you curious what he looks like now?”

"Incurious."

Trieu Vy Vy burst out laughing.

"Alright."

“It looks like you really gave up.”

“I gave up a long time ago.”

After hanging up... I called a taxi to go back to the studio. On the way passed a seven-star hotel. Not a hotel in Sanya. It's a newly opened hotel in the city. Golden gate. Luxurious grand lobby. The front door is full of supercars. I glanced briefly... then looked away. In the past, I used to think... places like that were so far away that I couldn't reach them. What about now? I could totally walk in there myself. In the best room. No need to look at anyone's face. But I don't want to. I like my small apartment better. Like my studio. Like my team. Like everything I built with my own hands. On the second anniversary of the founding of Niem My... I organized a small celebration at the studio. Team From being just me... now it's become twenty-three people. Customer care team. Operation team. Design team. Logistics team. Every single person... I personally interviewed and recruited them. Phuong Vien helped me order the cake. Two-tier cake. Above is written:

“Nien My — 2 Years.”

“Say a few sentences!”

The most active girl in the team is holding a phone to record a video. I stood in front of everyone... thinking for a moment.

“Two years ago…”

“I was sitting alone in the living room packing.”

“Just sending thirty applications a day makes me feel tired to death.”

“Today we send out three thousand applications a day…”

“On the contrary, I don't feel tired anymore.”

“I am no longer alone.”

Everyone applauded simultaneously.

“Thank you everyone.”

“Nien My can go today…”

“not my own merit.”

“General To is the best!”

“General To is amazing!”

I laughed and waved my hand.

“Okay okay.”

“Eat the cake.”

After the party ended... Phuong Vien stayed behind to help me clean up.

“Nem Niem.”

“I want to tell you something.”

“I quit my job.”

I was dumbfounded.

“Aren't you doing just fine?”

“I want to come work with you.”

She turned her head to look at me.

“Your team is getting bigger and bigger now.”

“Need a trustworthy operations director.”

“I've worked at an advertising company for six years.”

“I'm very good at operations.”

“Are you serious?”

"Serious."

She stepped forward… put her hand in front of me.

“Will you accept me?”

I looked at her hand. Then reached out and grabbed it.