Chapter 21 — The Day You Abandoned My Mother and My Child in the Middle of the Airport

He secretly opened it. Use her ID number. I don't know. When will I be able to see you again? But I want to. Later, Niem Niem will know. It's not like you've never done anything. He also transferred five thousand yuan of alimony to Tham Niem. Not because Tham Niem asked. You want to pay. Tham Niem once transferred him five thousand yuan. He returned the entire amount. Since that month. He also decided to transfer five thousand yuan. Attached is a note.

"Nien Niem's pension. I earned it myself."

Never replied. The amount of money you transfer each month. All returned intact. For five consecutive months. It's all like that. By the sixth month. The money you transferred. No more refunds. Ly Minh Trach looked at the message from the bank. Look closely at the four words.

“Successful transaction.”

The corners of his eyes were red. Not for money. Tham Niem also accepted his sincerity. Just a little. He started working harder. Boss Tran still has an unpleasant attitude towards him. But he highly recognized his professional ability. Ly Minh Trach has been working in the real estate industry for twenty years. Your experience. He helped boss Tran solve two difficult projects. Negotiate discounts with three suppliers. Also brought in an investor who had cooperated with me before. Boss Tran's attitude. Gradually change. By the eighth month. Boss Tran called him into his office. Give him a business card.

“General Manager Ly.”

“I'll help you meet someone.”

“Trieu Vien Son of Dinh Thinh.”

“Sure you know.”

Ly Minh Trach received the business card. Hands shake a bit. Trieu Vien Son. Chief Executive Officer of Tham Niem. Former Deputy General Director of Dinh Thinh Real Estate Group.

“What is he looking for me for?”

"I do not know."

“He just said.”

“I want to meet you once.”

Ly Minh Trach hesitated for three days. Trieu Vien Son. A person of Tham Niem. Meet Trieu Vien Son. It's like meeting Tham Niem. I don't know. Does Tham Niem know about this or not? Don't know either. Trieu Vien Son found me. After all, what is it for? But in the end. He still comes. The date took place at a tea shop. Two o'clock in the afternoon. Ly Minh Trach arrived half an hour early. Sit in a private room and wait. Trieu Vien Son arrived on time. He looked even more spirited than when we met at the shareholders' meeting. Neat dark blue suit. Hair combed neatly without a single tangle.

“General Manager Ly.”

"Long time no see."

Trieu Vien Son sat down. Pour a cup of tea.

“What is General Manager Trieu looking for me for?”

Trieu Vien Son did not answer immediately. He opened the briefcase. Take out a file. Place on the table.

“This is Nianze Design's project plan for the last six months of the year.”

“Let's take a look.”

Ly Minh Trach picked it up. Turn each page. The plan is very detailed. Expected profit. Each item is clear. Look at those numbers. All kinds of emotions welled up in his heart.

“Tham Niem did it?”

“Mostly so.”

Trieu Vien Son replied.

“There are several projects.”

“She can't handle it on her own.”

Ly Minh Trach raised his head.

“What do you mean?”

Trieu Vien Son pointed to a project in the file.

“Project to renovate the old northern quarter.”

“Led by the government.”

“Relating to three wards.”

“More than two thousand households had to be relocated and resettled.”

“Designed by Tham Niem no problem.”

“The plan is not a problem.”

“The capital source is also not a problem.”

“She couldn't handle the release.”

“She's not cruel enough.”

Trieu Vien Son spoke frankly.

“The release.”

“You have to be stubborn with stubborn households.”

“You have to drink with local government people.”

“We had to go door to door at midnight to negotiate.”

“Tham Niem is an architect.”

“She can't do those things.”

Ly Minh Trach was silent. Of course I know. How difficult is it to release? The day before. To complete the project. He used all kinds of tricks. Midnight knock on the door. Hire someone to exert pressure. He used to do a lot of things. Cannot be brought to light. Those stories. Tham Niem couldn't do it.

“You want me to do it?”