Chapter 7 — My Cousin Used My House To Swindle 11,800,000 Yuan, But Didn't Know The House Was Cleared

Finally found the chat from a year and a half ago. Message Vuong Tu Lan sent me:

"Nhuoc An, prepare those papers. My aunt will come pick them up tomorrow and help you make the trip to the clearance board."

I replied:

“Yes, thank you aunty.”

Yet another news:

"I'll take the documents and look at them first. I'll return them to you within a week at the latest."

Lawyer Ha looked at the screenshot and nodded.

“Hold it carefully.”

“At least it proves she once held your papers.”

"If we later trace the origin of Tham Tu Hien's house book, this will be a very important piece of evidence."

Leaving lawyer Ha's office, I went straight to the police station. Report the case. The police officer who greeted me asked me to start from the beginning. I told the story of Hang Thai Credit coming to the door, to Tham Tu Hien's reaction on the phone, and then the story of Vuong Tu Lan borrowing my papers a year ago. The policeman listened and took notes.

“Can you still contact Tham Tu Hien now?”

“Can still call yesterday.”

“Then turn it off.”

“What about your aunt?”

“Yesterday he came to my house, but after leaving he stopped contacting me.”

The police officer gave me the report to read and sign. I officially filed a case and received a confirmation report. As he walked out of the station, the phone rang. It's Tham Quoc Luong.

“Nhuoc An…”

His voice sounded like he hadn't slept all night, so hoarse it was hard to hear.

“Your aunt told me to ask you…”

He hesitated for a long time.

“The case of the clearance that year... how much compensation did you receive in the end?”

My hand tightened.

“Eldest uncle, what does this have to do with the case of Tham Tu Hien cheating on him to borrow money?”

“It's not… it's not…”

He stammered for a long time before continuing.

"My aunt said... if the house is the ancestral property of the Tham family... then the entire family should have a share of the clearance money..."

I interrupted him.

"On the house book of that house, my father's name is written on it. Later, the name will be transferred to me."

“From beginning to end, only two people are the legal owners: your father and you.”

"Name transfer records, history of ownership changes, and real estate management are all kept in full."

“The ancestral property of the Tham family?”

I laughed coldly.

“It's a commercial apartment that my father bought with his own money.”

The other end of the line was silent.

“Nhuoc An…”

I interrupted him.

"I have already reported it. Tham Tu Hien's matter... should be handled as such."

I hung up. Standing in front of the police station gate, the sunlight shining on my face was very warm. But my spine felt cold. Vuong Tu Lan's speed is faster than I thought. She doesn't just want to keep Tham Tu Hien anymore. Which has begun to aim for clearance compensation. Two o'clock in the afternoon. Office of Cam Hoa Asset Management Company. Located on the top floor of Cam Hoa Center. The ground-level glass wall spans the entire face, overlooking nearly half of Cam city. Phuong Vien personally came to welcome me. About thirty years old, dressed in casual office clothes, spoke clearly and neatly.

“Miss Tham, please sit down.”

He gave me a glass of water, opened the computer and took out a document.

“It's like this.”

"Bich Lan Dinh land has now entered the commercial operation phase. From the first to third floors of Cam Hoa Center have been leased."

“According to an additional clause in the clearance compensation contract that year, the former owner of the real estate was entitled to profit sharing for five years. beginning after the commercial area comes into operation.”

“Profit sharing rights?”

"That's right."

Phuong Vien nodded.

“In the contract she signed, there was a seventeenth clause: ‘The former owner can choose to receive one-time compensation in cash or receive cash compensation combined with the right to share commercial profits.’”

“That year she chose the second option.”

At that time, lawyer Ha reviewed the contract and advised me to choose this option. Compensation will be reduced by fifteen percent. But in return is the right to enjoy 0.3% of Cam Hoa Center's net profit in the first five years. Lawyer Ha said that location as a commercial area is almost certain to be profitable, and in the long run it will be more profitable. I listened to her. But this… I've never told anyone.

“Cam Hoa Center's first quarter operating data is available.”

Phuong Vien turned a page of the report towards me.

“The results far exceeded expectations. According to your 0.3% rate, the first quarter profit share is 168,000 yuan.”

168,000 yuan. Just one quarter. If the whole year keeps this level, then a year will be about 670,000 yuan. Five years… more than three million yuan. Currently, Cam Hoa Center is still in the growth phase. The following years are likely to be even higher.

“This profit share will be transferred to the bank account you left in the contract before the fifteenth of next month.”

“I invited you here today mainly to confirm account information and sign the profit sharing confirmation.”

Phuong Vien pushed the documents in front of me. I picked up the pen and looked carefully. No problem. I sign my name. When leaving Cam Hoa Center, I couldn't help but turn around and look back at that building. The glass wall reflects the sparkling sunlight. People were bustling in and out. A year ago, this place was still the ruins of Bich Lan Dinh. And now… Every day the cash flow generated here, 0.3% will flow into my account. No one knows about this yet. Come home. On the door is a piece of paper. I recognized Tham Tu Hien's squiggly handwriting immediately.

“Nhuoc An, you are wrong. Please help me. Just give me one day. I will come find you tomorrow at noon. I beg you.”

I tore down the paper. Open the door and enter. Chu Man sent a message.

“I looked up Hang Thai Credit.”