Chapter 11 — The Former General's Ex-Wife Was a Genius Advisor

[You're just crazy! You told her to her face that there was a problem with her financial data, her face turned blue! I love you to death, Lam Van Tinh!!] I turned my phone face down and continued to process the report. * At 5:30 p.m., I turn off my computer and leave work on time. When I got down to the parking garage, a black Maybach parked right next to my car. The car window rolled down, it was Co Ngon Chu.

“Get in the car, I want to say a few words.”

“Are you following me?”

“I waited for you,” he corrected. “Waited for an hour.”

I stood still. He opened the car door and got out, looking thinner than before. The contours of the cheekbones are even more visible.

“That report, did you mix your personal feelings in?”

I almost burst out laughing. “Co Ngon Chu, do you think I'm bad at work because I'm jealous?”

“I didn't mean that.”

“What does that mean?”

He put his hand in the pocket of his coat: "Mien Nguyet's studio is indeed in a period of rapid development. It's normal for some areas in the finances to not be standardized. You can't deny the entire project because of a few mismatched amounts."

“I can.”

I looked straight into his eyes. "Unstandardized and abnormal are two completely different things. On her books, there are three transfers exceeding five million yuan, the money coming from a ghost company registered in Cayman. She can't explain it, can you explain it for her?" Co Ngon Chu's face changed.

“What ghost company?”

“Star Bridge Holdings.”

When I uttered this name, I carefully observed his reaction. His pupils shrank, but quickly returned to normal.

“You don't know the financial details of her company.”

“So what do you understand?”

He did not answer. I opened my car door.

"Co Ngon Chu, before you helped her, that was your freedom. But now the matter has fallen into the scope of my work, I only accept data, not human feelings."

I started the engine. "And also——don't come to the company to block my way again. Once you get divorced, go your separate ways." I drove out of the tunnel without looking at the rearview mirror. Because I know, if I look back, I will see you standing alone there again. But I don't want to feel sorry any longer. * During the next week, the investment in To Mien Nguyet was temporarily shelved. During the room meeting, Qi Vien Minh said to let the target company add documents and wait for the financial auditor to finish the meeting before continuing to review. This word translated means —— Dinh Huy is temporarily not investing. The news quickly spread. Because To Mien Nguyet posted a status on social networks. Attached is a picture of her studio —— at two in the morning, her desk was littered with design drafts and empty coffee cups. The text reads: [Starting a business is not easy, but I won't give up. Thank you to those who have truly supported me.] Below the comments section is a cheering section. But there are also some extremely glaring comments:

“I heard that the investment company of my ex-husband's family deliberately played a trick and didn't invest capital?”

“There are people who marry into someone else's house for nothing, so they also prohibit others from living well.”

“Miss Mien Nguyet, try your best, don't let those people affect your psychology.”

I didn't click to look closely. But Tran Niem is very diligent, taking screenshots of each and sending them to me.

“Look at this comment, Looking at it, I know that the clone nick (marine) is running seeding. The sentence structure is identical, starting with 'there are people' and ending with 'psychology'."

I texted back "Yes".

“Can't you have any reaction?”

“If I react, won't you be even busier?”

Tran Niem sent a white eye roll emoji: [Okay, I'll take on the role of the angry and indignant person for you.] The next morning, while I was making a Due Diligence model for another project, the phone rang. Some strange. I picked up the phone.