Chapter 4 — President Lu, We Are Just Trade Negotiators

"You should go back. The To family has been waiting for three years, and the people outside have also been waiting for three years. If you don't show up again, some seats will really be taken away."
To Niem Duong started the car.
"I know."
“So…”
“Tomorrow.” She put it in gear. “Arrange a press conference for me tomorrow.”
Ha Nhac's eyes lit up.
“What scale?”
“What do you think?” To Niem Duong looked at him through the rearview mirror. “Let everyone know.”
Ha Nhac stood up straight and took two steps back. You are smiling. A smile from the bottom of my heart, the smile of finally waiting for this day.
“Yes, boss To.”
* That evening. When Tran Tranh brought the investigation results to Luc Dien Chu, his hands were shaking. Not because of the cold. It's because of fear.
“General Luc…” Tran Tranh's throat was dry. “Looked it up.”
Luc Dien Chu is signing documents.
"Speak."
Tran Tranh placed the tablet on his desk and opened the first page.
"To Niem Duong, original name is To Niem Duong. This has not changed."
“Nonsense.”
“But she's not an orphan.” Tran Tranh's voice was extremely deep. “Her father is To Hac Nien.”
Luc Dien Chu's pen stopped. To Hac Nien. Not everyone knows this name among East China merchants, but at the top, it represents a legend. The richest man in East China twenty years ago. Holding three lifebloods: minerals, energy and finance, at its peak personal assets exceeded 500 billion. Then he suddenly retreated into hiding, declared bankruptcy, and disappeared with his family. There are countless rumors among the people. Some people say he was implicated in political struggles, some say he transferred all his assets abroad, and some say he is not dead at all.
“To Hac Nien passed away ten years ago.” Tran Tranh continued. "But he left a will. The only heir of the will..."
He pointed to the name on the tablet.
“To Niem Duong.”
Luc Dien Chu put down his pen.
“What does she inherit?”
Tran Tranh turned to the next page. Above is a list of assets. Dense, dense. Luc Dien Chu watched from beginning to end. Then watch it again. He slowly leaned back in the chair.
“Three thousand… two hundred billion?”
“It's the confirmed part.” Tran Tranh said. "Unconfirmed overseas assets, estimated to be at least eight hundred to one trillion. In total..."
He didn't dare to continue speaking. Luc Dien Chu closed his eyes. 3,200 billion. During its most prosperous period, Luc Thi Group had total assets of no more than 40 billion. The woman he spent three years coldly ignoring, even forgetting... had a fortune 80 times greater than his.
“There's more.” Tran Tranh swallowed hard. "The fund that withdrew its capital in Switzerland... I had someone investigate the cash flow. The final controller..."
He didn't say his name. But he glanced at the tablet on the table. *To Niem Duong.* Three words lay silently on the screen. Luc Dien Chu was silent for a long time. It was so long that Tran Tranh thought he had fallen asleep. Then he opened his eyes.
“She did it on purpose.”
Not a question. Swiss funds withdrew capital, credit lines froze, even... Luc Dien Chu's brain operated at breakneck speed, all the details of the past three years were being rearranged... even today's proactive request for divorce. It's all in the plan. Tran Tranh said nothing. Because from the available evidence, this inference is completely reasonable. Luc Dien Chu suddenly stood up.
“Where is she?”
"I don't know. The Luc family's villa has been cleaned up, we can't find her new address..."
“Can't find out?” Luc Dien Chu's voice was cold. "A person with a fortune of 4,000 billion, you tell me you can't find it?"