Chapter 4 — The Final Nod

That message just appeared. The group was silent for about two seconds. No one stopped it. No one said that sentence should not be said. Right after that, another person texted:

"In the end, we just want money. If we want money, don't bet on our salary."

I sat in the back seat of the taxi, quietly looking at each line of text messages that kept popping up on the screen. The driver glanced at me through the rearview mirror.

"Did you quarrel with someone?"

I replied softly:

"It's nothing."

I opened the photo album. Inside there is a folder called Salaries. The first photo is a screenshot from three years ago. November 28. My personal account transferred 376,000 yuan. The note has only a few words: Khai Minh Tech's November salary. Second plate. It was two years ago. When a project went wrong, I spent 180,000 yuan to compensate the supplier. Third plate. It was the night An Hop renewed his contract last year. That is Zhou Kaiming's recording that has been converted into text. Tri Ha, the company cannot do without you. Please help me hold off the General King first. Something happened to my dad, I couldn't leave. That day... It was true that his father had to be hospitalized. But the person staying at the hospital took care of him... And he... Is outside with Hua Man meeting an investment advisor. I sent all three photos to the group. Then send another photo. That's a photo of the company's first party. More than a dozen people crowded around a small round table. Chu Khai Minh stood in the middle and raised his glass. Behind is a handwritten banner. Khai Minh Tech successfully distributed the first salary. In the lower right corner of the banner... Is the date written by me. In the end, I only sent one sentence. The day everyone got this bowl of rice for the first time... the money was transferred from my account. The group immediately fell silent. About half a minute later. A veteran employee spoke up.

"The story about Ms. Lam's salary advance is true. I received it and still have the transfer details saved."

The second person said:

"The day I first joined the company, it was Ms. Lam who carried the computer for me. That day, General Chu went on a business trip, and the office key was also kept by Ms. Lam."

A third person continued:

"The An Hop project was indeed successfully negotiated by Ms. Lam. At that time, General Chu himself even told us to call Ms. Lam Deputy General."

Looking at those three words, I suddenly smiled. In the past, I always found this calling to be rustic. Now that I think about it... It's still much easier to hear than the words "personal friends." In the group, someone began to silently recall the previous messages. One person cautiously asked:

"So... isn't Ms. Lam causing trouble?"

The former employee immediately responded:

"What did you cause? Without Ms. Lam, Khai Minh Tech would have died in the first year."

The person who had just said the sentence "If you want to divide the company after a few years of hard work, you would want to split the company" hastily retracted the message. I don't leave it like that. I sent one more sentence. Don't withdraw. Just leave the words there. Debt book... I will also leave it as is. The very next second. Chu Khai Minh turned on the mode to ban all members from sending messages. Look at the message displayed on the screen: The group owner has turned on the mode to ban all members from speaking. I placed the phone face down on my knee. The driver asked:

"Where are you going?"

I read an address. An Hop Group. If he was afraid of me making a big deal out of it... Then okay. I Place the phone face down on the table. The bottom of the glass still has a ring of cold water left. If they like to talk about the process... Then I will follow the correct process. One thing at a time. One account at a time. One debt at a time. I will reclaim... Everything that belongs to me. Chu Khai Minh came to An Hop Group before me. He brought along Hua Man, who was sitting in the reception room. In front of Hua Man is a stack of brand new documents, the cover is very eye-catching. Plan to upgrade strategic cooperation between Khai Minh Tech and An Hop. When I walked in, the General was holding a cup of tea, quietly looking at the two of them. As soon as he saw me, Chu Khai Minh's face flashed with confusion. But in just a blink of an eye, he restored his familiar smile.

"Tri Ha, you came at the right time. There is some misunderstanding on the General Vuong's side, let's explain together."

I don't sit down. The General Vuong stood up, walked around Chu Khai Minh, walked straight in front of me and held out his hand.

"Mr. Lam, long time no see."

The smile on Chu Khai Minh's face immediately stiffened again. I shook hands with the General.

"Sorry to bother you."

The General King waved his hand.

"Not enough to bother."

"I just want to confirm something."

"Are you... still at Khai Minh Tech?"

Chu Khai Minh immediately responded:

"Of course there is."

"We just adjusted the internal position."

The General looked at him.

"General Zhou."

"This morning, during the capital call... you didn't say that."

Hua Man immediately interrupted:

"General Vuong, this morning was just an inaccurate expression. Khai Minh Tech's team is now more standardized. Ms. Lam will continue to support as an advisor in the future..."

The General King burst out laughing.