Chapter 16 — Mother-in-law Gave Me 500,000 Yuan To Get Away, I Freeze Her Son's 100,000,000 Yuan

In those old eyes. Not applause. But it's like... Finally at peace.

"General Manager To?"

Chu Vien was on the other end of the line waiting for me to answer.

"Meeting this afternoon."

"I will participate."

Zhou Yuan replied. Then add:

"There's one more thing."

"Miss Diep Tri Thu came to the company today."

"Said he wanted to see you."

"I left her waiting in the living room."

"Let her come up here."

Five minutes later. Diep Tri Thu pushed the door and walked in. She stood right in front of the door. Both hands leaned on the door frame. His eyes scanned the office one after another. Desk. Then the ground-level glass window looked out over the city.

"This room..."

"How long have you been sitting?"

Diep Tri Thu repeated:

"Six years..."

She looked at me. The voice became more and more complicated.

"To Van Tinh."

"I've known you for eleven years."

"Eleven years."

"I told you I work in administration at a small company."

"Troubleshooting chores every day."

"I carry a cloth bag."

"Wear Uniqlo."

"Come with me to the night market to eat grilled skewers."

"Every year for my birthday, I invite you to dinner."

"I also insisted on paying my share."

I calmly replied:

"Of course I have to pay for my part."

"Shut up."

Diep Tri Thu immediately pointed his finger. Then close the door. Both hands on hips.

"I came here today for three things."

"First thing."

"I want to go to Tham Nhuoc Lam's post."

"See any comments cursing me."

"I will curse each one of them back."

"No need."

"Second story."

"I already know about Tham Quoc Luong's three defamatory articles."

"I know a lawyer."

"You can sue him for slander."

"No need."

"That is being resolved."

"Third story."

Diep Tri Thu walked to the front of the desk. Both hands rest firmly on the table top. Bend down. Look straight into my eyes.

"To Van Tinh."

"I want you to tell me the truth."

"What are you going to do next?"

"Don't say it."

"'Soon you will know.'"

"I want to know now."

I looked at her. A long while. Just spoke up:

"Sit down."

Diep Tri Thu pulled up a chair. Sit down. But the posture is still the same as at any time he could jump up and hit someone. I looked at my close friend who had accompanied me for eleven years. First time. Prepare to tell her the entire second half of this game.

"I will tell you the next plan."

I looked at Diep Tri Thu.

"First thing."

"Let the alliance between Tham Quoc Luong and Lam Hao disintegrate."

Diep Tri Thu frowned.

"Disintegrate on its own?"

"Shen Guo Liang thinks the person who harmed him is me."

"But who he should really investigate..."

"It's Lam Hao."

I turned the pen in my hand.

"In 100,000,000 yuan invested in Hao Vu Technology Company."

"There are 20,000,000 yuan of his own money."

"Hao Vu's data is fake."

"So that 20,000,000 yuan is like going down the drain."

"Wait until he figures out this debt."

"He will no longer be on the same side as Lam Hao."

Diep Tri Thu immediately asked:

"So the second step?"

"Wait for them to separate."

I calmly replied.

"When you're alone."

"Lin Hao will make more mistakes."

"And the third step?"

I looked out the window. City lights reflected in eyes.

"Let him bear his own mistakes..."

"Exposed to everyone."

Diep Tri Thu looked at me for a long time. Then a sentence popped out:

"To Van Tinh."

"After all, you are the type What kind of person is that?"

"Three years as a housewife."

"Three years of being trampled on."

"Three years of being scolded by people."

"Just to show off this game?"

I shook my head.

"Not for playing chess."

"So what is it?"

"It's to see a person clearly."

"I want to know."

"Is he still worthy of my trust?"

"What about the results?"

I don't answer. Because of the answer. The celebration party that evening was very clear. Diep Tri Thu stood up.

"I ignore your plan of one step two."

"My first thing."

"It's back to Tham Nhuoc Lam's post."

"Report the cruelest comment."

"Don't stop me."

"Don't stop."

She snorted. Turn around and leave. The door closes. My eyes stopped on the old photo frame. My mother smiled brightly. The little girl in her arms was still holding the candy. I said softly in my heart. Finally, someone spoke up for my mother. Alliance between Tham Quoc Luong and Lam Hao. Sure enough, it only lasted seven days. Saturday evening. Diep Tri Thu sent me a screenshot. It's a conversation in a group of businessmen. Someone asked:

"Mr. Tham."

"That Hao Vu project."

"Can you still get your 20,000,000 yuan back?"

Tham Quoc Luong only answered three words: Ask Lam Hao. Right after that. He sent another sentence: Being used as a gun by someone is the first time in my life. Diep Tri Thu sent me a private message:

"He's finally awake."

I put down the phone. Say nothing. That same day. Tham Nhuoc Lam's post denouncing suffering quietly disappeared. The fight lasted for a week in the comments section. It was wiped out overnight. Like it never existed. Day eight. Chu Vien informed me:

"Thham Quoc Luong has sent an official dispatch to Hao Vu Technology Company through his lawyer."

"Request a refund of 20,000,000 yuan."

"The operating data provided by Hao Vu shows signs of falsification."

"The investment platform no longer exists."

Chu Vien looked at me.

"So he is no longer on the same front line as Lam Hao?"

I smiled softly.

"He doesn't need to stand with anyone."

"The only thing he cares about right now..."

"It's to get my 20,000,000 yuan back."

"What about Lam Hao?"

Zhou Yuan asked.

"Funds in the company account are frozen."

"I can't get even 20,000,000 yuan."

I closed the file.

"That's a problem he has to solve himself."

Chu Vien nodded. Then leave the office. The desk phone on the desk rings. It's a strange number. I picked up the phone.

"General Manager To."

The voice on the other end rang out.

"I'm Tham Quoc Luong."

His voice was completely different from the day of the celebration party. No longer resounding. No longer enthusiastic. Only hoarseness and fatigue remained.

"Mr. Tham."

"I didn't call to argue."

"I want to see you."

"To talk."

"What are you talking about?"

"My 20,000,000 yuan."

He stopped for two seconds. Then slowly say:

"Something related to my daughter."

I looked at the clock.

"2 o'clock tomorrow afternoon."

"Thanh Nguyen Investment."

"Twenty-third floor."

He immediately agreed. Then hang up. I put down the phone. Outside the window. It was completely dark. Street lights divide the road surface into yellow light strips. The phone vibrates again. It's Diep Tri Thu.

"Just now, Tham Quoc Luong called you, right?"

"I know."

"He was looking for me too."

"Are you going to meet?"

"Tomorrow afternoon."

"Want me to go same?"

"No need."

"I have another job for you."

"Do you remember my friend who specializes in data recovery?"

"What's going on?"

I looked at the file in front of me. The voice is slower.

"Tell him to help me check something."

"All copies of emails from the date Hao Vu Technology Company was established until now."

"Trieu Tue Phuong keeps a copy of the server."

"Inside there are some emails that have been deleted."

"I suspect data falsification is involved."

Diep Tri Thu was stunned.

"Are you going to dig it all up?"

"Don't just dig it up."

I curled my lips slightly.

"I want Lam Hao to see it himself."

The other end of the line was silent for a long time. Diep Tri Thu just sighed.

"To Van Tinh."

"I always thought before."

"I married Lam Hao because I'm blind."

I laughed.

"What now?"

"Now I see."

"He can marry you..."

"It was the biggest misfortune of my life."

"Too much praise."

"I'm telling the truth."

Diep Tri Thu paused for a moment. Then laugh bitterly.

"Even now..."

"I even feel a little sorry for him."

I looked at the night outside the window. Gentle voice.

"Pity is useless."

Because there are mistakes. You don't just have to regret to be able to turn around. The phone hung up. In the office, only the faint sound of the air conditioner remained. I opened the drawer. Take out the old key that has followed me for many years. Small gold pendant above. Still engraved with two words: Thanh Nguyen. The light reflects on the metal surface. And sharp. Like the secrets that have been buried for the past three years. About to be completely dug up.