Chapter 4 — Secretary Slap Me? I turned my hand and caused the whole company to go bankrupt

“When I had a miscarriage, lying in the hospital bed was so painful that even breathing was torture…”

“Where are you?”

“I'm with my secretary Bach Vy.”

“Generously swiping my card in a luxury store for her.”

“At that time…”

“Will you give me a chance?”

Chu Duc bowed his head. Whole body trembled. I continue.

“The anniversary of my mother's death.”

"I'm sitting alone at the cold dinner table, waiting for you to return."

“And where are you?”

“I hugged Bach Vy in the KTV room.”

“Sing a love song to her.”

“At that time…”

“Will you give me a chance?”

Chu Duc's face turned a little whiter. I don't stop.

“Your good mother pointed at me and scolded me that you are a woman who cannot give birth.”

“Forcing me to drink folk remedies could kill me.”

“What were you doing at that time?”

“I tacitly agree.”

“You tolerate.”

“I think she did it for my own good.”

“I asked you…”

“Will you give me a chance then?”

Every sentence I say. Chu Duc's face became a little whiter. To the end. He was completely limp. Falling to the ground. It was as if all the strength in my body had been drained. Memories he intentionally forgot. The injuries he intentionally ignored. Now I'm stripping you bare little by little. Blood profusely. It was like countless slaps landed on his face. Leaving him unable to refute. There is also no face left to refute. Bach Vy still curled up and sat on the ground like a quail. Listen here. Suddenly she jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

“You talk nonsense!”

“You crazy woman!”

“You slander!”

I coldly looked over. Just one look. All of her words immediately got stuck in her throat. The whole person trembled. Don't dare say another word. I withdrew my gaze. I don't want to look at that male and female dog couple ever again.

“Uncle Qin.”

“Let's go.”

“Yes, young lady.”

I turned around. The sound of heels rang out decisively. Don't look back once. Uncle Tan and his fellow leaders immediately followed closely behind. The group quickly left the room. In the large room. Only Chu Duc was left isolated by all his partners. And Bach Vy is lying limp on the floor. Those who used to bow down and flatter him. Tried every way to please him. This moment. Everyone looked at him like he was a pile of trash. Everyone stayed away as if avoiding a plague. The celebration party that Chu Duc is most proud of. Just in the blink of an eye. Has turned into a cemetery that buries all his glory... And his pride. As soon as he sat in the Rolls-Royce that uncle Tan had prepared, Chu Duc rushed from the hotel like crazy to chase him. The suit that I personally ironed in the afternoon was now wrinkled and shapeless. Messy hair. His eyes were red and filled with blood.

“Stop for me!”

He screamed hoarsely, wanting to rush forward. But my bodyguard stopped me. I was even too lazy to look up. Just calmly say to the driver:

“Yes, young lady.”

The black Rolls-Royce slowly rolled away. Smoothly left the hotel door. Leaving behind Chu Duc's face distorted by despair. In the rearview mirror. His figure became smaller and smaller. In the end there was just a faint black dot. The phone started ringing continuously. It's Chu Duc. I turned off the computer. He called again. I continued to hang up. Repeat more than ten times. To the point that it bothers me. Finally press the listen button and turn on the speakerphone. Right away. Chu Duc's indignant growling voice rang out from the other end of the line.

“What do you want in the end?”

“Do I have to destroy you to be satisfied?”

“What have I done wrong to you?”

“Why do you have to treat me like that?”

That voice was full of anger. Full of feelings of betrayal. Full of righteous questioning. As if the guilty person was me. As if I were the heinous criminal. I laughed. Laughter transmitted through the phone waves. It's jarringly clear.

“Did you forget?”

“The core technology patent that your company relies on…”

“Whose money is used to buy it?”

On the other end of the line. The screaming suddenly stopped. I stopped for a second. Then continue to slowly ask:

“The office is in the golden commercial district that I am always proud of...”

“Who is the guarantor so you can rent at the lowest price?”

“And the mysterious money that always appears at the right time every time your company lacks capital to turn around…”

“Where did it come from?”

My every question rang out. Chu Duc's breathing became a little heavier. Add a little more. All these years. I used countless lies like:

“Win the lottery.”

“Return on financial investment.”

“Friends help.”

To silently build his business empire brick by brick. But he... Calmly enjoys everything. Never doubted. An orphan girl with a part-time job like me... Why does she have such great luck? He just thinks he's talented.