Chapter 10 — The Wedding Was Broadcast Live, I Came Back To Life From The Coffin

The charity parties she has participated in... The donated money is actually the outstanding salary of the Hua group's employees. The antiques and jewelry she shows off online... are all relics left by my mother. She also said that since she was young, her health was not good, so her sister always gave in. Netizens immediately turned that statement into a meme.

"If you don't give in, then you'll be thrown into the sea."

I scrolled through it a few times then turned off my phone. The secretary thought I was unwell. I just laughed. The real payout... Not on the search rankings. In the afternoon, Uncle Lam led Ngoc Hanh's team to officially take over the Hua group's research center. That place is much older than I remember. On the wall there is still a photo of my mother from the past. She wore a white blouse, stood in front of a row of research equipment, smiling both gently and proudly. Many veteran employees were also present. As soon as someone saw me, their eyes were red.

“Eldest Miss...”

It's been so long... I've just heard that call again. To the point where I almost didn't have time to react. Uncle Lam coughed softly.

“Now I have to call him General Manager Hua.”

The employee quickly corrected his words.

“General Manager Hua.”

I laughed.

“Just call me by my name.”

“We are not here today to receive relatives.”

“But to start working.”

I opened the new research plan on the screen.

"In the coming time, Ngoc Hanh will retain all truly valuable projects, while cutting off all projects that only exist thanks to relationships and contracts with ghost companies."

“Wages owed will be paid within three days.”

“Social insurance will be paid in installments.”

“Those who want to stay should re-sign the labor contract.”

“Whoever wants to leave, the compensation will not be a penny short.”

Someone raised their hand and asked:

“General Manager Hua, the Hua group's reputation is so bad now, can our project still be sold?”

I answered without hesitation.

“Because those products are not made by Tham Ky Bach.”

“It wasn't Chu Lam's doing either.”

“But it was made by you guys.”

The entire meeting room suddenly fell silent. I keep saying:

“What's broken... is the game table.”

“Not your hands.”

Many people silently bowed their heads. I know... They have suffered too much frustration these past few years. Research funding has been gutted. Research results were taken away by superiors to raise capital. Salary is owed. Furthermore, he was blamed for not understanding the company's difficulties. A person who is oppressed for too long... Will gradually doubt his own value. So today... Besides revenge. What I want to do most. It's to help them raise their heads again. After the meeting, a young engineer hurriedly chased after me.

“General Manager Hua!”

I turned my head. He was so nervous that his face turned red.

“Before... I scolded you online.”

I raised my eyebrows.

“How to scold?”

“I said you are the eldest lady who faked your death, causing the company to fall into chaos.”

Just finished speaking. He was almost about to cry.

“I really don't know the truth.”

I looked at the employee card on his chest.

“Tran Viet, right?”

He was bewildered.

“General manager... do you know me?”

“I read the material stability report you made last year.”

“The data is very clean.”

His eyes immediately lit up go up. I smiled.

“In the future, stop scolding your boss.”

“Write some more reports.”

He immediately nodded.

"Certain!"

When stepping out of the research center. My mood... It's even better than when I was standing at the wedding. Knocking down bad guys... It's truly gratifying. Help good people stand up again. Much more satisfied. That evening, I received an anonymous email. The email subject line has only four words:

“Want to know?”

Attached is an old photo. The photo was taken at a trade party more than ten years ago. Chu Lam stood in a corner, holding young Hua Minh Chau in his arms. The man standing next to her only showed half of his face in profile, with a very special sapphire button on his sleeve. I enlarged the photo. That button... I've seen it before. Not at the Tham family. It's in an old album in my father's office. That man once stood shoulder to shoulder with my father, smiling full of spirit. On the back of the photo is written the following text:

“For my best friend, Luc Hanh.”

Co-founder of my mother's laboratory, also the brother my father trusted the most. Ten years ago, after going abroad, he suddenly lost contact. If what Tham Ky Bach said is true... Then Hua Minh Chau's biological father is him. It was rumored outside that he died in an accident abroad. But no one has ever seen the body. There has also never been any official death certificate. A person who was assumed by everyone to have disappeared... Why was it possible thirteen years ago to arrange for Chu Lam to step foot into the Hua family?