Chapter 12 — The Former General's Ex-Wife Was a Genius Advisor

“Hello Ms. Lam, I am Tong Tieu Nhien, a reporter for Wealth Weekly Magazine, I want to do an exclusive interview with you, is it convenient for you?”

“What interview?”

“There have been a lot of rumors in the market recently about the investment between you and Ms. To Mien Nguyet, we want to hear your opinion.”

“There's nothing to say, just normal business.”

"What about the divorce between you and Co Ngon Chu..."

I hung up the phone. Less than ten minutes later, the bell rang again. Still the same number. I don't listen. She texted: [Miss Lam, please take the liberty of disturbing me. But maybe you need to know this information —— To Mien Nguyet agreed to accept our exclusive interview, she gave a few comments about herself. I think you need to know to have a chance to respond.] I looked at that message, thought for a moment, then replied with two words: [No need.] Two days later, the article of Tai Phu Weekly was published. The title is —— [To Mien Nguyet: I have never relied on anyone, I will respond to any doubts with my work.] In the article is a long paragraph describing the psychology of her entrepreneurial journey. From a poor female student overcoming difficulties to a famous designer, from being doubted to being recognized. Every sentence and every word is intended to reinforce a label — independent, resilient, self-made. At the end of the article, the reporter asked a sensitive question: "Someone pointed out that your studio's financial report had irregularities, how would you respond?" To Mien Nguyet replied: "I understand that everyone has their own stance, but my records can withstand inspection. Regarding the person who raised this suspicion - I don't want to speculate on her motives, I just hope she can treat things indifferently."

“She”. Although not named, everyone knows who "she" is.

This article was shared by To Mien Nguyet with a very brief caption: [Grateful for all goodwill, and accepting all misunderstandings.] The comment section below exploded. Co Ngon Chu also reshared the article. Don't write anything more, just share. But for a normal person like him who never posts on social networks, this "Share" button itself is a kind of expression of attitude. Five minutes later, my Weibo comments section was flooded with strangers.

“Is your ex-wife still clinging to him and not letting go?”

“People rely on their ability to start a business, you rely on your father as your boss to get into the company, it's clear who is tall or short at a glance.”

"No wonder Co Ngon Chu got divorced, how tiring living with this type of person is."

I completely turned off Weibo notifications. Then turn on the computer and continue working. Qi Yuanming came and stood next to my desk for a moment: "Have you read that article?"

“I read it.”

“Qualitative?”

“It doesn't count at all.”

He nodded: "My father told me to do whatever you think needs to be done, don't let public opinion influence your judgment."

“I know.”

Te Vien Minh walked a few steps and turned around: "Oh right, that DCF model I made last time - the time I submitted it during the interview."

“What's wrong?”

“I showed it to a few people in the industry. They said the setup parameters were extremely professional, not like the work of a newbie.”

He looked at me: "Some people even said, this style of modeling looks familiar."

“Where do you know each other?”

“Two years ago, the Co Group leaked a war report Strategy, circulated internally, signed W.”

My expression didn't change at all: "It's just a coincidence." Qi Vien Minh said "yes" with a meaningful sound: "Probably so." Then he left. My fingers stopped on the keyboard. The story about W will come to light sooner or later. But not now. The urgent priority now is to prove that I did not dismiss To Mien Nguyet's project out of personal vendetta. I need more proof. * On the weekend, Tran Niem invited me to go for a walk.