Chapter 23 — Mother-in-law Gave Me 500,000 Yuan To Get Away, I Freeze Her Son's 100,000,000 Yuan

Chu Vien brought the restructuring plan to meet Tham Quoc Luong. Returned four hours later. As soon as he entered the office, he said:

"It's done."

"Approved?"

"Approved."

"He has no major objections to any provisions."

"Just adding a request."

"In the new company name."

"The words Hao Vu cannot appear."

"I agree."

I nodded. Chu Vien burst out laughing.

"There's one more thing."

"When leaving."

"He asked me to pass on a sentence to you."

I raised my eyes.

"'General Su does things in moderation.'"

"'I'm satisfied.'"

"'If you have the opportunity in the future, cooperate.'"

I smiled softly.

"He said one more thing, right?"

Chu Vien was slightly stunned.

"You know?"

"I guess."

"Is he still talking?"

"'My daughter's business is causing you trouble.'"

Chu Vien looked at me for a few seconds. Then burst out laughing.

"That's true."

I closed the file.

"Because he is a very shrewd businessman."

"He knows when to fight."

"And when to stop."

"Tam Nhuoc Lam's posts."

"Online attacks."

"He may not do it directly."

"But there was definitely tacit agreement."

"Now I want to end everything."

"Then we have to clear all the old debt."

"I get it."

Chu Vien nodded.

"So that's not an apology."

"It's about settling the books."

"From now on."

"Everyone pretends it never happened."

Chu Vien shook his head and smiled.

"Work with you."

"You don't learn that much in three years of business school."

"Don't flatter."

I glanced at him.

"Next step."

"Allow legislation to complete the restructuring plan."

"The faster the better."

"Hao Vu's 2,000,000 real users cannot be left lying dead forever."

After Chu Vien left. I picked up the phone. Send Diep Tri Thu a message.

"Are you free tonight?"

"I invite you to dinner."

Almost immediately. A reply message appears.

"Is the sun rising in the south?"

"Old nightclub."

"You manage tens of billions of yuan."

"Invite me to eat a spicy toothpick?"

"I'm poor."

"If you don't like it, you pay."

The other party sent back a string of angry icons. Seven o'clock in the evening. Diep Tri Thu and I sat in front of the toothpick counter in the night market. Low plastic chair. On the table are bamboo skewers. Bowl of dipping sauce. Hot smoke. Full of breath of life. Diep Tri Thu dipped two beef skewers into the hot pot. Roll a few times. Then take it out. Dip a thick layer of sesame sauce.

"To Van Tinh."

"This whole life."

"What was your worst investment?"

I don't need to think.

"Marry Lam Hao."

Diep Tri Thu shook his head.

"So you say it."

"Hiding yourself for three years is the worst investment."

"You have such great ability."

"Lock yourself in an eighty square meter apartment again."

"Cooking rice for three years."

"Originally, you don't need to endure those resentments."

I held a potato skewer. Slowly stir in the pot.

"Those three years were not investments."

"It's tuition."

"I used three years to confirm one thing."

"What's going on?"

I looked at the boiling red bubbles of oil. Slowly replied:

"A person treats me well or not."

"It doesn't depend on how much money you have."

"Which depends on the job."

"When they think they have nothing."

"How will they treat me?"

Diep Tri Thu chewed a piece of beef. It took a long time to swallow.

"So now you have your answer."

"What's next?"

"Continue working."

"Thanh Nguyen Investment There are still many projects."

"Hao Vu restructuring project must follow closely."

"Chu Vien is also looking at some new investment directions."

"What about love?"

I laughed.

"Are you hurt?"

I shook my head.

"It's not hurt."

"It's about knowing what you want."

I looked at the boiling hot pot.

"I want someone."

"Seeing the real me."

"Still choose to stay."

"You don't have to see Thanh Nguyen Investment to stay."

"It's about seeing the girl wearing an old sweater."

"Stand in the kitchen cutting broccoli."

"Still feel like she's very good."

Diep Tri Thu put down his chopsticks. Use the back of your hand to wipe the corners of your mouth.

"To Van Tinh."

"You deserve the best person in the world."

"Naturally it's cheesy."

"I'm telling the truth."

"You deserve it."

The night market is noisy and bustling. In the distance, someone is drinking beer, rock, paper, scissors. Nearby there was the sound of a child crying. Barbecue smoke drifts across. Spicy enough to make people squint their eyes. I lifted up a skewer of meat. Gently touching Diep Tri Thu's skewer.

"Get a skewer instead of wine."

Diep Tri Thu burst out laughing.

"Get a skewer instead of wine."

That evening. After returning home. I stood on the balcony. The balcony was much emptier. The apron is stored in a carton. The box is placed next to the door. Waiting for moving day. The sign on the roof of the office building is still lit. Thanh Nguyen Investment. Three cold white words. Sparkling in the night. The wind was less cold than before. Autumn is almost over. I stood there for a while longer. Then go back into the house. Pull down the suitcase on top of the cabinet. Start packing your luggage. There aren't many clothes. Only takes up half a suitcase. There are several books. I inserted it into the empty slot. The jewelry box is empty. Those earrings. It has long been taken away by someone else. When searching to the deepest corner of the closet. I touched a small box. Inside is that set of keys. The small yellow pendant reflects the gentle light. Flip over. The extremely small text is still intact. Thanh Nguyen. The day my mother gave me this set of keys. She once said:

"Not every failure is truly a failure."

"Not every victory is worth winning either."

"Look closely."

"Then take action."

I can see clearly now. I put the keys in my inside pocket. Zip up the suitcase. I will move house. The suitcase wheels rolled twice on the floor. Makes a soft sound. The lights in the room turned off. Outside the window. The city is still bright. Amidst all those lights. There is a lamp that belongs to me. From start to finish. Always mine.