Chapter 11 — Mother-in-law Gave Me 500,000 Yuan To Get Away, I Freeze Her Son's 100,000,000 Yuan

"I have no choice but to raise the numbers a bit."

"But I didn't lie to you."

"I really didn't know that money was yours."

I calmly looked at him.

"I signed two reports."

"A fake."

"Give it to investors."

"A real copy."

"Locked in the office safe."

"The fake version listed the number of active users as 8,000,000."

"The actual number is 2,000,000."

"The fake version recorded a monthly revenue of 60,000,000 yuan."

"The actual number is only 15,000,000 yuan."

"Both reports..."

"It's all signed by me."

Lam Hao unconsciously took a step back. I continued his words.

"You said you didn't know that money was mine."

"But you know very well those numbers are fake."

"The brother cheated."

"It's not just me."

"It's all the people who believed those numbers."

The corners of his mouth trembled slightly. But couldn't say a word. I picked up my bag. A very ordinary black canvas bag. Birthday gift Diep Tri Thu gave me last year. When going to the hall door. I suddenly stopped walking. In the most hidden corner of the hall. Ngo Duc Thang is still sitting there. In hand holding a cup of tea. The tea lid is half closed. From start to finish. He never stood up. He looked at me. The corners of the lips raised to an almost invisible curve. Then use your mouth to say two words:

"Good game."

I did not respond. Just push the door. Leave the hall. The red carpet in the hallway stretched endlessly. Both sides are still filled with billboards of Hao Vu Technology Company. Diep Tri Thu followed behind me. Exit the hotel door. A night wind immediately came. The cold wind was like a knife cutting across my face. Diep Tri Thu stepped forward. Turn around to face me. Her eyes were red.

"To Van Tinh."

"Since when did you start hiding it from me?"

I looked at her. The streetlight stretched her silhouette into a long trail.

"A long time ago."

"How long?"

"Long before I knew you."

Diep Tri Thu raised his hand. Vigorously wiped the corners of his eyes.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Because it's impossible."

I smiled faintly.

"A secret."

"Just tell one more person."

"Then it won't be a secret anymore."

Diep Tri Thu took a deep breath. Shoulders trembling slightly. It was like a heavy rock had just been lifted. But it's like there's another heavier rock pressing down.

"So what now?"

I looked at the lights of cars passing by on the street.

"Now..."

"The story is only half open."

Diep Tri Thu was stunned.

"What do you mean?"

"Still got the second half?"

"Shen Guo Liang is not the type of person to suffer losses."

"From beginning to end, he was used by others as an intermediary to transfer capital."

"Today I was exposed again in front of everyone."

"He won't let this go."

"So what are you going to do?"

I walked towards the sidewalk. Raise your hand to call a taxi.

"Go home and cook."

Diep Tri Thu almost choked on her saliva. The car door opens. I sat inside. Read the address. Diep Tri Thu immediately followed. Cling to the car window.

"Are you serious?"

"Go home and cook?"

I laughed.

"The story of the second half..."

"No need to rush."

The taxi slowly rolled away. Through the rearview mirror. I saw Diep Tri Thu standing in front of the hotel door. Both hands on hips. His mouth looks like he's scolding someone. I leaned my head against the chair. Gently close your eyes. Right at that moment. Phone in pocket vibrate. It's a message from Chu Vien.

"Truong Thuy Lan fainted on the spot."

"Lin Hao called three times to ask to meet you."

"When Shen Quoc Luong left, he broke a wine glass."

I looked at the screen for a few seconds. Then answer:

"Didn't see anyone."

The city lights outside the car door gradually receded. One street lamp after another. Like candles blown out by the wind. I returned to that eighty square meter apartment. Then go straight to the balcony. The apron is still hanging there. White background with blue flowers. The oil stain still remained on the fabric surface. I reached out and took it down. Fold neatly. Place in a paper box. Then stand in the middle of the empty balcony. Quietly watching the night outside. The far side. There is an office building whose lights are still on. The sign on the top floor glows in the dark. Faintly appear three words: Thanh Nguyen Investment. The distance is too far. It's almost impossible to see clearly. But I know. It's always there. Just like the real me. For the past three years. Never disappeared. But I know it's still there. For the past three years. Every night standing on this balcony, I can see it. 9am the next morning. I went to the Civil Affairs Department alone. Lam Hao did not appear. I sat on a plastic chair in the lobby for half an hour. The phone keeps ringing. They were all calls from him. I didn't listen to any calls. The first voice message was Lam Hao's voice. Hoarse than last night.

"Van Tinh."

"I can't come today."

"Something happened to the company."