Chapter 11 — President Lu, We Are Just Trade Negotiators

Because in his perception, she did not have the ability to read and understand those things. Looking back now, that perception is the biggest flaw.
“I will handle Liu Shaokun's matter.” he said.
“I can't handle it.” To Niem Duong turned off the tablet and put it in her bag. "The person behind him has his back, you can't offend him."
"Who?"
To Niem Duong looked at him, an extremely light curve appeared at the corner of his lips.
“I guess.”
Luc Dien Chu's hand under the table slowly tightened.
“To Niem Duong, what do you want?”
She stood up.
"I don't want anything. At least I don't want to ask anything from you."
She picked up her bag and headed out the door. After taking two steps, she stopped.
“Remind me of the last thing.” She turned her head. "Hua Nhuoc Tinh's capital injection project, don't accept it."
"Why?"
"Because the Hua family's money source is not clean. The source of this capital chain is in Southeast Asia. If you accept, it will not be calling for capital, but rather leading to a fire."
After speaking, she pushed the door and walked out. The bedroom door closed gently behind her. Luc Dien Chu sat still, not moving at all. The bottle of sake on the table was cold. He reached out to pour a cup. Take a sip. Then put the cup down. He suddenly remembered something. After three years of marriage, he had never had a complete meal with To Niem Duong. Every time he's not busy receiving guests, it's overtime. Sometimes at home, everyone eats separately. She cooked food and placed it on the table, he carried it into the study and closed the door. He didn't know what she liked to eat. I don't know if her obsession with Japanese food is just idle talk or if she really wants to eat it. I don't even know when she started wearing that black ring. He knew absolutely nothing. The phone vibrated once. Message from Tran Tranh: *"General Luc, Liu Thieu Khon has escaped."* * By the time Luc Dien Chu returned to the company, it was already ten o'clock at night. The upper floors of the Luc Thi building are almost completely lit. Liu Shaokun's office was completely cleaned out. The computer hard drive was removed, the safe was open and empty inside. Tran Tranh stood at the door, his forehead covered in sweat.
"He left the building at 7:15 tonight. Surveillance cameras showed that he left on his own, no one responded. But his car was still in the basement without moving, he called a technology car to the airport."
“Can you stop it?”
Tran Tranh shook his head.
"He took the VIP route, without using his passport. By the time our people arrived, the plane had already taken off. Going to Bangkok."
Bangkok. Southeast Asia. Luc Dien Chu recalled To Niem Duong's words: *The Hua family's money source is not clean, the source is in Southeast Asia.*
“Is there any movement from Hua Nhuoc Tinh today?” he asked.
“At five o'clock this afternoon, Hua Thi withdrew her capital injection plan.”
Luc Dien Chu stood in the middle of Liu Thieu Khon's empty room, looking at the four walls.
"Reason?"
"No reason given. Just a sudden withdrawal." Tran Tranh hesitated. "But I heard... it was because of To Niem Duong's press conference today. Hua Nhuoc Tinh must have been scared."
Not being scared. But being humiliated. In the map of the industrial empire that To Niem Duong announced at the press conference, there was an area that was deliberately enlarged and displayed for three seconds: Southeast Asia financial channel. That is the vital lifeblood in Hua Thi's capital chain. She is telling Hua Nhuoc Tinh: I know your lesson in the palm of my hand. You dare to be reckless, I dare to overturn the chess board. Hua Nhuoc Tinh is a smart person and can naturally read and understand this signal. Luc Dien Chu walked out of the office.
“Research all the projects that Liu Shaokun has had a hand in over the past three years, compare each item one by one.”
“General Luc, that amount of work…”
“Work all night.”