Chapter 18 — Married 8 days, I bought a house in my own name

In the evening, I told this story to Ninh Giai. After listening, she immediately asked:

“What is Deputy General Tham's name?”

“Shen Boyuan.”

Ninh Giai was silent for a few seconds.

“I don't know this person.”

“But let me try to look it up.”

The next day, she sent a message to:

“Looked it up.”

“Tham Bo Vien, forty-three years old.”

“One of the founders of that hotel group.”

“But do you know whose parent company is behind that corporation?”

“I sent you a photo.”

I opened the photo. It is a diagram of the enterprise's shareholding structure. Floor by floor, each floor moves upward. Finally, the actual controller of the parent company appeared with a familiar name: Tran Quoc Dong. It took me about five minutes to digest all this information. Then text Ninh Giai:

“That hotel group belongs to Tran Quoc Dong?”

“More precisely, the company under his control.”

Ninh Giai replied.

“In the middle there are two layers of shell companies.”

“But the chain of stakes is very clear.”

I looked at the phone screen.

“Why did he let the project come to our company at this time?”

“I thought about it over and over again…”

Ninh Giai replied.

“There is only one possibility.”

“He's paying attention to you.”

“What's the point of paying attention to me?”

“When we met the other day, what did he say?”

I slowly remembered the long conversation over tea that day. He said:

“If you have any business needs in the future, you can find me.”

He also said:

“You are a sane person.”

“Ninh Giai.”

I said slowly.

“He is investing in a relationship.”

I still don't understand.

“Why me?”

“An advertising person like me…”

“What is it worth in his eyes?”

“Because of what happened between you and Hua Dai Thanh.”

Ninh Giai replied very straightforwardly.

“He knew Hua Dai Thanh was short of money.”

“Know that 880,000 yuan.”

“I also know you weren't pulled into the water.”

“He evaluated you.”

“And feel that you as a person… are worth letting go of a relationship rope.”

I strung all that logic together and said softly:

“So this project…”

“Was it a test he gave me?”

“Or maybe it's an opportunity.”

Ninh Giai said.

“And how do you want to receive it…”

“It's your business.”

I sat in the apartment for a long time. Think carefully about everything before, after, left and right. Tran Quoc Dong is an extremely wise man. He gave this project to me... Partly it was a real business need. Part of it is also assessing my worth. This is not goodwill. But it's not necessarily malicious. Simply the trader's logic. The only thing I can do… Is to do well on this project. Use your abilities to respond to that opportunity. Don't let it lead you. I opened the plan file and started editing the new round of content. Halfway done, Tran Chi Vien called.

“Thieu Hoa.”

His voice was very low.

“I had a serious talk with my father today.”

“He made everything clear.”

“What?”

“The story about him once apologizing to me.”

“The whole thing about the house being mortgaged.”

“The whole thing about originally planning to use my parents' 880,000 yuan to fill the gap…”

His voice became heavier and heavier.

“Thieu Hoa.”

“Now I want to ask you something.”

“You ask.”

He stopped for a long time.

“Do you still want to continue living with me?”

I slowly put down the pen in my hand.

“Chi Vien.”

I looked at the light outside the door book.

“This question…”

“Right now I still don't have an answer.”