Chapter 25 — The Day You Pulled Your Lover On Stage, I Recovered All My Investment

Both hands held tightly to the railing. Try to take small steps. Luong Lao messaged:

“She said she wants to go to Thanh Hoa to practice in the future.”

I replied:

“Wait until she walks well.”

Very soon after that. He texted back:

“She said she will definitely walk well.”

I looked at that text. Smiling softly. One year later. Thanh Hoa moved to a new, larger office building. Not Minh Chau's old building. Because there are people, there are things... Once you've passed, there's no need to look back. I later rented that building to a volunteer organization. That place specializes in supporting injured people during their rehabilitation process. On the day of the ribbon cutting, Mr. Luong's granddaughter also came. The little girl in a wheelchair was pushed to the door. But when she got there, she was determined to stand up on her own. Hold on to the railing, take three steps at a time. No one clapped. Because she said before that she didn't want to hear the applause. I'm afraid that if I hear it, I'll burst into tears. I walked over and gave her a cup of warm water. The girl raised her head and asked:

“Ms. Khuong, can I go to Thanh Hoa to practice now?”

“Let's finish writing my graduation thesis.”

The girl immediately pouted.

“You're even stricter than my grandfather.”

Old Luong standing next to him burst out laughing. Co Trach also came. But not to attend the inauguration ceremony. He was sent by Luc Thi to transport supplies. Wearing a normal worker's uniform, he and a few colleagues carried boxes of goods off the bus. Trieu Tue Lan did not come. It is said that she found a cleaning job near a residential area. Much less talk than before. After putting down the last box, Co Trach walked in front of me.

“General Khuong, the inventory of supplies has been completed.”

Hearing that way of addressing him coming out of his mouth, I still felt a bit strange. I nodded.

“It's been hard.”

He looked at the people in the hall. Then look at the sign of the charity organization. He didn't say anything more. Before leaving, suddenly stopped walking.

“Khuong Le.”

I looked at him.

“The house before... do you still live?”

He nodded.

“That's good.”

“Co Trach.”

He turned around.

“The last debt I still owe Ms. Tuong is due next month.”

He smiled bitterly. As he walked out the door, he just happened to pass Lam Man. Now Lam Man has become an official employee. In charge of a small group. Seeing Co Trach, she just nodded slightly. Co Trach also nodded in response. No one stopped walking. No one looked back. Co Man stood next to me.

“Ever lived and died for each other like that.”

“Now looking at it one more time, I feel like it was a waste of time.”

“Go through the muddy road and then know if your shoes are dirty or not.”

Co Man looked at me.

“Lately you talk more and more like Old Luong.”

“Not good?”

“That's good.”

“It just makes me look more like someone who came here to eat cheaply.”

Chu Du ran over holding a stack of documents.

“Sister Khuong, the partner is here this afternoon.”

In the meeting room. The new project manager was already waiting. It was a young girl. Built a small brand on my own for three years. Every time I feel stressed, I unconsciously unzip the cloth bag next to me, making continuous clicking sounds. As soon as she saw me, she immediately stood up.

“General Khuong!”

“I know my current scale is still very small.”

“But I can really do it Okay."

I sat down.

“Speak to the point.”

The girl was stunned. Then hastily open the document.

“I don't want to tell the story to sell the story.”

“I just need an investment to stabilize the production line.”

“I accept being monitored.”

“Also accept signing the most stringent binding terms.”

“But I don't want to sell the brand to people who just want to change the name and take it over.”

I looked at her. Many years ago. Co Trach also said similar words. He once said:

“Khuong Le, I don't want to work for someone else.”

“I want to have my own company.”

I give him money. Also give him confidence. It's just a pity that later... He himself lost that trust. The girl in front of her was still anxiously waiting for an answer.

“If one day you stand on stage successfully, who will be the first person you thank?”

She doesn't need to think.

“My team.”

“If it weren't for them, I wouldn't have been able to survive today.”

“Who else do I want to thank?”

She looked at me seriously.

“People who lent me umbrellas when it rained.”

“But I would never say that the umbrella grew on its own.”

The entire meeting room suddenly fell silent. Co Man sat next to him and whispered softly:

“This girl is fine.”

I picked up the pen. Sign your name in the cooperation memorandum. The girl was stunned.

“General Khuong... don't you want to ask more?”

“I'm done asking.”

Her eyes lit up. Reflexively, he raised his hand to zip the bag. But then try to hold back.

“Thank you, Mr. Khuong.”