Chapter 29 — Seventy-Eight Billion And The President Has No Heir

One year later, Tan Cuong is no longer the company rumored to be about to be sold.

Cold storage facilities were repaired in each area, the new contract had an independent inspection appendix, and the financial report was read in a meeting room open to worker representatives.

Vu still rarely speaks. He abandoned the luxury cars, used an old sedan and arrived at the warehouse at six o'clock. People call him president, but older workers still call him "Mr. Vu".

The vocational training fund opened three classes. Nha became a voucher control lecturer. Vinh works as a consultant for the whistleblower protection program. He is no longer afraid every time his phone vibrates.

Khang Kitchen has two locations. Duyen worked as a chief accountant after completing the professional course and paying off the loan. She hasn't become a perfect good person; Sometimes he still gets impatient, but no longer uses anyone's signature to solve problems.

Mrs. Thuan comes to the shop every Sunday. She did not ask for money, just brought vegetables from the countryside.

“I don't know if this vegetable will cover the bill,” she joked.

Khang laughed.

“Mom signing the goods receipt book is enough.”

I look at them and see a family that is not perfect but is learning to tell the truth.

Vu called me to his office. On the table is a contract to buy back my old company, where Quoc Tai used to use employee signatures.

“Tan Cuong wants to buy?” I asked.

“No. I want you to decide.”

“I don't want to go back.”

“So use the money to train those who are fired.”

I propose to turn the company into a social logistics center. Vu supported, but asked me not to take the entire name.

“Afraid that I will become president?”

“I'm afraid you'll take on everything again.”

I looked at him. Perhaps he has learned to care without controlling.

“Do you still have no heir?”

Vu leaned back in his chair.

“I have a staff fund, an argumentative board and a shareholder who constantly makes me re-read the contract.”

“It sounds more difficult than having children.”

"Maybe."

We laugh. My phone shows a message from Khang: "Come home soon. I have something to say."

I didn't know you were holding two plane tickets.