Chapter 7 — Salary 9,000 Yuan, Husband Asks to Support Younger Sister to Study Abroad?

I don't know why over the past three years I've developed a habit—of every major expense, I take a photo and save it. Perhaps my intuition tells me that one day I will need it. I opened the phone and showed it to him. Lawyer Hua took a look and nodded.

"Third, you said your mother lent you 68,000 yuan in the past three years? Are there any records?"

“My mother has the book.”

"Good. If it can be proven that this is a loan and not a donation, you can request that it be included in the joint debt when divorcing."

He closed the file.

"Miss Lam, my suggestion is this: first negotiate, if not, then sue. With the current situation, you are not at fault in the marriage, but the other side has inappropriate property transfer behavior - using common property of husband and wife to support the husband's brother, legally it can be completely prosecuted."

“What can I get?”

"The house's price increase was divided in half, the credit card debt was shared, and her mother's loan was repaid. Roughly calculated, about more than 100,000 yuan."

“That's enough.”

Actually, I don't care too much about money. I just want to leave cleanly. But the numbers the lawyer said made me realize one thing: I didn't give away the past three years in vain, the law will not leave me empty-handed. Leaving the lawyer's office, To Dao took me out to eat. Eating Japanese food is very expensive.

“Don't look at the price.” She flipped through the menu. "How much have you saved in the past three years? Today you'll make up for it."

I smiled slightly, a little sourly.

“To Dao, I no longer have a job.”

She looked up.

"Before, I worked as an administrator at a small company, with a salary of 5,800 yuan. I plan to quit and change jobs to start over."

“That's even better.”

She put down the menu and looked straight at me.

“My company is short of people.”

"Operations director. Annual salary from 300,000 yuan."

I thought she was joking.

“I work in administration—”

"You're doing administration because after marrying that guy, you don't have the energy to do other things. Who's the best at university? Who's the best in marketing?"

I was silent.

"The year you graduated, you received an offer from Hac Vien Group, starting salary was 150,000 yuan. What happened after that?"

Then I married Tran Hao. He said he alone made enough money, told me to find a light job near home, "I don't need you to earn much". So I joined that small company, doing administrative work, earning 5,800 yuan per month. Rejected Hac Vien's offer.

"Your ability is still there. It's just been wasted for three years." To Dao said. "Come to my company. Give you three months to adapt, then start work right away."

“You're looking down on me.”

"I see right through your mind. Do you think my company's revenue of 80,000,000 yuan is due to luck? I lack someone who can do the job. You are that person."

I looked at her. Remember back in college, in a dormitory of four people, I was the only person who could edit her error-filled business plans into clear coherence. Every time she took the start-up exam, her project was edited by me.

"Okay." I said. “I will.”

Resignation went very smoothly. My old boss heard I asked for leave but didn't keep it. An administrative employee, go and hire someone else and that's it. I cleared my desk and brought back a few personal items. The day he arrived at To Dao company to accept the job, Tran Hao called. The number hasn't been blocked yet, so I picked up the phone.

“Van Thu, have you quit your job?”

"Are you crazy? If you don't work, how will you pay the rent?"

"The house deed doesn't have my name on it, what does the house payment have to do with me?"

The other side was silent for three seconds.

“I changed Already."

“It's not that I've changed, it's that I'm not pretending anymore.”

I hung up. To Dao Company is located on the 32nd floor of the central office building. When I pushed the glass door to step in, the receptionist called out, "Hello, Director Lam." I paused for a second. In my previous job, people called me "Tieu Lam", "Ms. Lam", or "hey, pour me a glass of water". To Dao arranged a private office for me.

“You are in charge of all online operations. Currently the team has eight people, meet them Monday. These days you get to know each other first.”

She threw a stack of documents on the table.