Chapter 9 — Mom Divided 8,200,000 Yuan To My Sister, Gave Me 50 Yuan, Unexpectedly Even The Judge Was Mine

To Duong immediately asked:

"So what does Tham Niem get?"

La Thanh laughed.

"Salary."

"How much salary?"

La Thanh took a sip of tea.

"We still have to see the performance."

To Duong burst out laughing on the spot.

"It sounds like you're giving food to the dog."

Tham Nguyet slammed on the table.

"To Duong!"

"If you keep causing trouble, get out."

I picked up the contract to look at it. The conditions inside are even harsher than yesterday. Just sign it. The name "Tham Ky", food recipes, store signs... All will belong to La Thanh. If I leave later. I still have to pay 1,000,000 yuan in compensation. I turned to the last page. In the signature section. My name is already printed.

"Who let you print my name?"

Tham Nguyet immediately replied:

"Do this to avoid writing mistakes."

Tran Nghien glanced at the contract. Speak up softly:

"Can't sign."

La Thanh burst out laughing.

"Tieu Tran."

"Do you know how to read the contract now?"

"That year if your mother understood the same."

"You wouldn't have cried and begged me."

Tran Nghien's hand tightened on the armrest of the chair. The wooden chair made a creaking sound. I put down the contract.

"Don't sign."

Trieu Que Phan immediately stood up.

"You agreed to come here."

"I agree to come."

"Doesn't mean agreeing to sign."

Tham Nguyet's eyes became fierce.

"Tham Niem."

"If you don't sign today."

"Don't blame me for not respecting sisterly love."

She pulled out a piece of paper from her pocket. It's that fake debt paper.

"Boss."

"Relatives."

"Everyone look."

"From childhood to adulthood, he spent so much of the family's money."

"Now I can't pay a penny."

"Still want to take over the menu."

Aunt Hai received the paper. Looked through it a few times.

"Nem Niem."

"This amount is not small."

Mr. Ba also sighed.

"To be human, you must have a conscience."

To Duong was just about to speak. Tran Nghien stepped out first.

"This paper has a problem."

Tham Nguyet glared at him.

"What the hell are you?"

Tran Nghien took out his phone. Open some screenshots.

"Beauty card signed by Tham Nguyet."

"Dance class records are also in Tham Nguyet's name."

"The computer was delivered to Zhou Jianmin's phone number."

Chu Kien Dan's face immediately became ugly.

"You are invading privacy."

Tran Nghien calmly replied:

"I did not disclose the full information."

"I just proved that these funds were not used by Tham Niem."

"If you want to sue."

Chatter began to appear in the room. Auntie Hai put the paper on the table.

"Que Phan."

"That's not okay."

Trieu Que Phan immediately extinguished the fire.

"Even though those funds are not his expenses."

"So isn't the rice he eats real?"

To Duong immediately responded:

"Tham Niem worked at the shop from the age of fourteen to twenty-two."

"Where's the salary?"

"Where's the extra money?"

"Have you ever counted?"

La Thanh began to lose patience.

"Don't argue about family matters here."

He looked straight at me.

"Tham Niem."

"Sign or not sign?"

"Don't sign."

He placed the teacup firmly on the table. Two waiters immediately went to close the private room door. The door lock sounded clearly. A gloating smile appeared on Tham Nguyet's face.

"Do you think you can still get out as easily today as yesterday?"

Trieu Que Phan lowered his voice.

"Nem Niem."

"Don't force me."

"Sign it."

"After signing, nothing will happen anymore."

I look at her.

"Even mother knows this is forced."

Trieu Que Phan's eyes slightly avoided. La Thanh held up the contract. Step by step, he walked in front of me.

"I hate people who don't know things the most."

"Your grandfather's sign has value."

"It's because someone supported me."

"There is no one to help."

"It's just a piece of rotten wood."

I looked at him.

"What do you want?"

"Very simple."

"Today in front of everyone."

"She admits that Tham Ky's skills belong to the Tham family."

"Tam Nguyet has the right to cooperate."

"Then sign it."

"What if I don't admit it?"

La Thanh smiled faintly.

"Then I will tell the whole old town."

"You stole the menu."

"Destroying cooperation."

"Causing your mother to not receive compensation."

"Aren't you very filial to your grandfather?"

"I can even have people pull banners up to the cemetery."

"Say that the Tham family has an unfilial granddaughter."

To Duong immediately rushed up. But was held back by Tran Nghien.

"Don't touch him."

"He's trying to turn you on."

Tham Nguyet pushed the red stamp ink cartridge in front of me.

"Put your handprint."

"It will all end."

I looked at the red ink cartridge. Everyone around the table was waiting. Wait for me to bow. Wait for me to compromise. Right at that moment. Suddenly there was a knock on the door outside. La Thanh frowned. The room door was pushed open. Mr. Luong walked in with his cane. Behind him is Ms. Truong. With two uniformed staff. The smile on La Thanh's face immediately disappeared.

"Mr. Luong."

"Why did you come here?"

Mr. Luong put an old leather folder on the table.

"I'll come and see."

"In the end, who wants to sell Mr. Tham's signboard?"

Ms. Truong looked towards me.

"Tham Niem."

"Are you okay?"

Trieu Que Phan immediately panicked.

"Miss Truong."

"This is my family's private cooperation."

"It has nothing to do with the clearing party."

Ms. Truong calmly replied:

"The records of the old town's unique shops are not yet complete."

"Regarding trademark ownership."

"Of course I have to be there."

Tham Nguyet immediately spoke:

"The ownership of the brand belongs to my mother."

"The house book is also in my mother's name."

Mr. Luong opened the file bag. Inside is a handwritten piece of paper that has turned yellow over the years.

"The house belongs to your mother."

"But not the workmanship."

"Before he passed away, Mr. Tham wrote clearly."

"Heir to the Tham Ky menu and brand..."

"Only Tham Niem."

Chu Kien Dan smiled coldly.

"What can an old piece of paper prove?"

Ms. Truong took out yesterday's confirmation form from her briefcase. Then place it firmly on the table. Ms. Truong put the paper on the table.

"Plus the chef's signature on file, along with all the video recordings."

"That is enough to prove that Tham Niem is the real successor."

La Thanh stared at Ms. Truong.

"Miss Truong."

"Don't pressure people too much."

Ms. Truong did not back down.

"Boss La."

"The fact that you sent someone to close the door and forced you to sign a contract..."

"It's not very suitable either."

The expressions of everyone in the room immediately changed. Auntie Hai quickly backed away. Uncle Ba raised his cup of tea. Fingers continuously tapping on the lid of the cup. Tham Nguyet suddenly shouted:

"Inherit what?"

"He's just a chore boy in the kitchen."

"The person my grandfather loves the most is me."

"How can I pass it on?"

Mr. Luong looked at her. The voice is calm but sharp sharp.

"When your grandfather was dying."

"She's traveling somewhere else."

"And Tam Niem is standing by the hospital bed."

"Three days and three nights without sleep."

Trieu Que Phan's face immediately became hot.