Chapter 7 — Never Look Down on Women

He pointed to the door, screaming.

"You get out of here! This is my office!"

“Your office?”

I laughed, my voice filled with contempt.

“From today, this place… along with this building, this company… all, will have the surname Tham.”

“And you, Co Thanh.”

I leaned close to his ear, his voice so low that only the two of us could hear.

“You… are fired.”

“Now, the one who has to get out… is you.”

Having finished speaking, I picked up the internal phone on the table and dialed straight to the security room.

"There is someone illegally entering the chairman's room. Please come up and handle it and get people out."

Co Thanh's pupils shrank violently. He looked at me, his eyes like he was looking at a demon. Just a few seconds later, two tall guards rushed in. Each person holds one side, locking his arms.

"What are you doing! Let me go! I'm Co Thanh! I'm the president here!"

He struggled wildly, screaming. But no one paid attention. In the face of absolute power… he is just a farce. Being dragged step by step to the door. As he passed me, he turned his head, his eyes filled with resentment as if it wanted to tear him apart.

"Tham Nguyet! You will not have a good end! Even if I become a ghost, I will not forgive you!"

I watched him being dragged out of the room, his back disappearing behind the door. The corners of his lips slowly curved up into a victorious smile. Become a devil? Even if you turn into a demon. I... will also make it impossible for you to escape. 13 Holy Orders of the Queen The first thing I did after sitting as president was to convene the entire senior leadership team. The location... was the meeting room on the top floor, where I had just witnessed my victory. When I entered, everyone was seated neatly. The air was heavy… like the sea before a storm. Those who once relied on the Co family to make waves... are now silent as a sheet. The eyes looking at me... were full of fear and insecurity. I like that look. It makes me feel… everything is in my hands. I sat down in the chair, lawyer Vuong stood next to me. No opening words. I just gently pushed a list to the middle of the table.

“Human Resources Director.”

My voice wasn't loud, but clear enough to penetrate the entire room. The other man stood up startled.

“Dear… President.”

“The people on this list... today, all of them will be laid off.”

My voice didn't carry any emotion.

“Compensation… paid according to the minimum level of labor law.”

“Tell them… I am not a philanthropist.”

The human resources director held the list, just looked at it... sweat was pouring out on his forehead. In there... are almost all of the Co family's confidants. From deputy general director, to heads of core departments. This is not a blood transfusion. It's about uprooting it.

“This… Mr. President…”

He was about to say something, but when he met my cold eyes... all his words were choked.

“Is there a problem?” I asked.

“No… no.”

He shook his hands and put the list away. I nodded slightly, my eyes scanning around the room.

“The second thing.”

"From today, Co Thi Group... officially changes its name to Tham Thi Group."

"The entire brand identity, documents, external communications... within three days, must be completely changed."

“I don't want in this building… any traces related to the last name 'Co'.”

“It… makes me feel nauseous.”

My statement… like A bomb exploded in the middle of the meeting room. Everyone inhaled the cold at the same time. It's not just about change. It's about erasing it. Erase the existence of the Co family... from this place. In the corner of the room, Co Vien Son trembled violently. The old face... lost all its last color. He wanted to stand up and protest. But then I discovered... I no longer had any identity to say "no". Just a small shareholder. A pitiful loser. The meeting was still continuing when my secretary hurriedly walked in. She leaned close to my ear and whispered.

“President, Mrs. Gu brought someone to cause trouble in the lobby, saying she wanted to see you and demand an explanation.”

The corners of my lips curled up... colder. Ask for an explanation? I'm still finding today... not dramatic enough.

“Send her up.”

“I told the secretary.

“No, wait.”

“Transmit all meeting room images… to the big screen in the lobby downstairs.”

“I want all employees to see… how we meet.”

“Let a few people come uninvited… to take a closer look.”

“Now… who is the owner of this place.”

The secretary paused for a second, then immediately understood. A flash of excitement flashed in her eyes.

“Yes, Mr. President.”

Very quickly, the giant LED screen in the company lobby... displayed a live image of the meeting room. I can almost imagine the look on the face of my "former mother-in-law" — the late Mrs. When she raised her head, she saw me sitting there... like a queen, in the chair that belonged to her son. As for her husband... he could only huddle in the corner, like a criminal. That expression... will definitely be very, very unique. 14 The beggar in front of the last Lady's door... still couldn't come forward. It is said that as soon as she saw the image of the meeting room broadcast live on the big screen in the lobby... she collapsed on the spot. She pointed at me on the screen, cursing with the most cruel words. From the heart of snakes and centipedes... to an unkind death. But the crazier it gets... the more it looks like a joke. The surrounding staff looked at the once lofty woman... who now looked like a market woman. In their eyes... there was only contempt and gloating. Finally, the security guard "invited" her out. The scene of her being dragged away in a struggling manner... was filmed and posted online. Becoming a dramatic piece... for the return of the Tham Thi group. I don't care about this kind of small thing.