Chapter 2 — Returning to Hao Mon I Choose Cash Flow

On the weekend, the Khuong family had to entertain an important business partner, Mr. Vuong, who was nicknamed "seafood king". This is to pave the way for Khuong Vu Nhu to take over the shopping center, helping her gain the exclusive right to supply premium seafood for the entire province next year. Before going out, Trieu Nha Lan evaluated me from top to bottom. "Tonight's dinner is very important. At first, I didn't intend to take you with me, but Mr. Vuong heard that the Khuong family had found their biological daughter, and specifically wanted to see you by name. Remember, when you go to the dinner table, you should say little..." When he arrived at the private room of the five-star hotel belonging to the Khuong family, Mr. Vuong still hadn't arrived. Khuong Vu Nhu wore an elegant white Chanel suit, sat next to the main position, holding a menu and flirting with Khuong Trach:

“Brother, I don't understand seafood, just looking at these names is scary, grouper fish, elephant trunk abalone... President Vuong will ask later, if I can't answer, what should I do?”

Khuong Trach fondly patted her head: "Don't be afraid, I'm here. Besides, you're so simple and kind, how could Mr. Vuong bother to make things difficult for you?" Very soon, Mr. Vuong arrived. The dishes were also brought out one after another like flowing water. The main course was a plate of wild bluefin tuna sashimi delivered by air, the fish's eyes still moving slightly. Mr. Vuong was a cheerful person, laughing and welcoming: "Come on, come on, Mr. Khuong, Miss Khuong, this is delicious food, try this fish fat, it will melt right away as soon as it enters your mouth!" Khuong Vu Nhu trembled as she picked up her chopsticks. Before touching the fish meat, she immediately covered her mouth and let out a choking sound. “Ugh——” Mr. Vuong's hand holding the wine glass stiffened in mid-air, the smile on his face gradually disappeared. Trieu Nha Lan quickly patted Khuong Vu Nhu's back and sadly asked: "What's wrong, Vu Nhu? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Khuong Vu Nhu's eyes were filled with tears, her voice trembled: "Sorry, Uncle Vuong... I, I'm just looking at this fish... it seems to be still looking at me. It's too cruel, how can you eat raw food?" As she spoke, she was about to vomit again. Mr. Vuong started his career in the seafood business. The biggest taboo was that others said killing animals was cruel. "Khuong Dong, it seems that your family has the heart of a Bodhisattva, criticizing us for being a rude group of people who make money with blood." Khuong Kien Quoc broke out in a cold sweat and quickly smiled to make up: "It's nothing, Vu Nhu is just not in good health, can't smell the fishy smell of fat..." At that moment, Khuong Trach suddenly slammed heavily on the table, turned his head and glared at me fiercely. "Khuong Ninh! Is that you?!" I was picking up a piece of sashimi and was about to eat it. When I heard that, I was stunned: "What?"

"It must be the fishy smell on you! You've been killing fish for so many years, and the fishy smell clinging to your body still can't be washed away! Vu Nhu smelled the smell on you, that's why she felt nauseous! Can't you just go out and eat? Do you have to stay here and make everyone lose their appetite?"

Clearly, Khuong Vu Nhu pretended to act like a president and offended the customer. As a result, this black pot wants to be placed on my head, this "fish-killing girl"? Just because I once killed fish, does my breath even smell fishy? I put down my chopsticks and pulled out a tissue to wipe my mouth. “Dude, this bluefin tuna is fresh Killing, having a bit of a bloody smell is normal. If you have ear, nose and throat problems, I advise you to register for a check-up. Also..." I turned my head to look at Mr. Vuong and said coldly: "Mr. Vuong, if you don't eat this fish right away, the large layer of fat will oxidize and the taste will become sour. If Miss Khuong is so compassionate, then I don't think she can handle the right to supply seafood in this shopping center. After all, New Ky Nguyen Shopping Center has to kill thousands of fish every day. If she ran away crying every day, would she still be able to do business?"

“Khuong Ninh! You shut up for me!” Khuong Kien Quoc angrily shouted, “Who let you talk nonsense! Get out!”

I stood up, looking at the whole family, they were showing favoritism in a reasonable way. On the contrary, Mr. Vuong looked at me with a little more interest in his eyes.

“Okay, I'm out.”

Stepping out of the private room, the cold wind blew, I touched the black card in my pocket. Khuong Vu Nhu's recent act of "compassion" at least caused the Khuong family to lose tens of millions of contracts. But that's even better. I'm already annoyed with this "fishy" money of mine, so from now on, I'll just let me earn all of this money.