Chapter 8 — Returning to Hao Mon I Choose Cash Flow

Two bodyguards at the door immediately rushed in and pinned Khuong Trach down on the table. I squatted down and looked at Khuong Vu Nhu's bloody lips.

"Khuong Vu Nhu, your heart disease is fake, right? Do you need me to call a forensic pathologist to examine the scene for you right now? I heard that there is a medicine that when taken can temporarily disrupt the heart rhythm, but if used for a long time it will lead to kidney failure. I see your face is this dark, should I have my kidneys checked?"

Khuong Vu Nhu's pupils contracted violently, her whole body trembled, she couldn't say a word. I stood up and scanned the whole house.

"The situation is very clear now. Either pay the money. Or transfer all the shares of the New Ky Nguyen Shopping Center and the old house of the Khuong family to my name. Give you 24 hours to think."

9

The Khuong family was forced to the limit, but did not choose to surrender. That night, as I walked out of the company, a black van suddenly stopped right in front of me. Several men rushed down, holding towels soaked in ether. As long as you catch me, force me to sign a debt transfer paper, or even directly kill me to turn it into an accident, all problems can be solved. But, they underestimated my preparation and also underestimated the power of the "Fish Gang". Right at the moment the men took action, the surrounding seemingly normal fish trucks suddenly turned on their headlights, and a bright light swept straight towards them. Dozens of men holding fish spears and wearing rubber boots rushed out from all directions. The leader, Mr. Ly, shouted loudly: "Who dares to touch little Ninh? Have you asked for the fork in my hand yet?" The kidnappers had never seen a scene like this before. Before they could protest, they were pinned to the ground and rubbed by a group of fish-killing men. Just then, police sirens echoed throughout the night sky. Lam Man brought police and several reporters from mainstream media agencies to the scene. I stood in the strong light, looking at the kidnappers being pinned to the ground, and Khuong Trach with a frightened expression in the car not far away.

“Reporters, tonight, I want to expose before everyone an earth-shattering scandal in a wealthy family. About human trafficking, commercial fraud, and a fake medical record fraud that lasted for twenty years.”

I published the recording of Khuong Kien Quoc wanting to sell me to boss Vuong, published evidence of Khuong Vu Nhu buying banned drugs to create fake heart disease, and the scene video of Khuong Trach participating in the kidnapping. Boss Vuong was prosecuted and investigated because he was suspected of being involved in many cases of sexual abuse and commercial bribery. Khuong Trach was detained in criminal detention because of his failed kidnapping. Due to the debt crisis and scandal, Khuong Kien Quoc collapsed, causing the group's stock price to collapse, and the board of directors simultaneously dismissed him as chairman. As for Trieu Nha Lan, after learning that Khuong Vu Nhu had always lied to her, even secretly giving her long-term poison to gain more sympathy, she finally completely collapsed mentally. The funniest thing is, because Khuong Vu Nhu took that drug for a long time that causes arrhythmia, her kidneys actually had problems. The day the police took her away, she fell to the ground, clutching her chest and screaming miserably. This time, No one came to help her anymore, no one believed it was real anymore. Half a year later. Van Dinh Son Trang. Those seals had long since been removed, the weeds had been cleared away, and the depleted fountain was once again erupting with clear water. But I'm not turning this place into some kind of luxurious villa. It's about renovating it into a high-end seafood farming and research base, with a private seafood restaurant that only accepts reservations. This place has become the most difficult place to book a table in the entire city. I sat on a rattan chair on the terrace of the village, holding a cup of tea in my hand. At the foot are misty clouds hovering halfway up the mountain; In the distance are the bustling lights of the city. I bought the entire Tan Ky Nguyen shopping center and changed its name to "Ninh Hai Square", becoming the commercial destination with the richest cash flow in the entire city. Lam Man walked over holding a stack of documents, took a piece of breakfast and stuffed it into his mouth.

“Boss, Khuong Kien Quoc is in the detention center and asked to see you, saying he wanted to have a friendly talk with you.”

I laughed, looking at the fishy stains on my fingertips that hadn't yet been washed off.

"Tell him there's no need. Right now I'm just talking about business. If he's willing to hand over his monthly salary card in the camp for me to manage, then I can even consider saving him some interest."

Lam Man burst out laughing: "You really have a foul mouth."

“No, I just understand very well, cash flow is life.”