Chapter 14 — Three Hundred Twenty Eight Yuan Card

“You carry that torn piece of paper around saying I owe Chi Vien 500,000 yuan.”

“You called Chu Minh Vien to make me lose face in front of my mother.”

“Do you want to divide my company?!”

“I won't share your company.”

Mother's voice is as flat as dead water.

“I just want to get back what belongs to Chi Vien.”

“What is it that belongs to it?”

“I paid that money a long time ago!”

“How much can you pay?”

“3,000 yuan? 5,000 yuan?”

“How about 2,000 yuan to fix the water heater?”

“The total is less than 10,000 yuan.”

“500,000 yuan investment.”

“I used less than 10,000 yuan to get it over with.”

“After that, he patted his chest and said 'it's been paid'.”

“This book... do you think it's okay for yourself?”

Duong Kien Hoa's face turned red.

“Not the same!”

“The money Chi Vien gave me was just an urgent loan, not an investment!”

“The contract clearly says ‘cooperative capital contribution’.”

“There's also my signature below.”

“That torn piece of paper has no value!”

“Not notarized yet!”

Mom took the contract out of her bag and spread it on the tea table.

“Look.”

“Your words.”

“Is it true?”

Duong Kien Hoa stared at the paper, his chest heaving violently.

“You forced me, right?”

“I won't force you.”

“It was the 328 card you gave to Niem An that you forced me to do.”

“You forced me to become a laughing stock in front of thirty relatives.”

“You forced my daughter to think that her big brother really loved her.”

“You forced her to be grateful to you.”

“But that ‘favor’… was fake.”

Mom's voice never rose. But every sentence and every word seemed to be nailed to Duong Kien Hoa's face. He took a step back.

“What do you want?”

“500,000 yuan capital contribution.”

“According to the contract that year, it accounted for three shares.”

"I don't look up the profits over the years."

“You can return the principal.”

“500,000 yuan?!”

Duong Kien Hoa's voice was distorted.

“Where did I dig up 500,000 yuan for you?!”

“Weren't you transferring assets yesterday?”

“How much are the cars and equipment you transferred to another company… worth?”

Duong Kien Hoa's face immediately turned pale.

“You… how do you know that?”

“I don't care how you know.”

“I just need to know…”

“Old Ma won't help you hide this matter.”

Duong Kien Hoa retreated to the door. He looked at my mother for a few seconds, his throat rising and falling sharply.

“You just wait.”

He slammed the door so hard that it shook the entire floor. After Duong Kien Hoa left, my hands were still shaking non-stop.

“Did he do anything outrageous?”

“He doesn't dare.”

Mom folded up the contract and carefully put it away.

“He has no more cards in his hand.”

“The only way now…”

“It means thinking of ways to borrow other people's strength.”

“What do you mean?”

“He will go find your grandmother.”

The next morning, my grandmother called.

“Last night Kien Hoa cried at her mother's place all night long.”

“What does it say?”

“He said I made him pay 500,000 yuan.”

“It said the company was in trouble and couldn't get it out.”

“He asked his mother to advise him to see if he could reduce it a little.”

Mom holds the phone.

“That 500,000 yuan is Chi Vien's entire old inheritance.”

“It's not like I opened my mouth to ask for too much.”

“But Kien Hoa said it's not easy…”

Mom interrupted her.

"His car dealership's annual revenue is tens of millions of yuan."

“Mom, just come and look at the new BMW displayed outside the door to see how much it's worth.”

“Nothing better than that ten times 500,000 yuan.”

“It's not that he doesn't.”

“But I don't want to pay.”

Grandma was silent for a long time on the other end of the phone.

“So… you two talk to each other.”

“Mom is old, she can't manage it anymore.”

“But there is one thing.”

“No matter how loud you and Kien Hoa are…”

“Don't take each other to court either.”

"If the matter spreads outside the family, it's over."

“I never said I would go to court.”

“I just want him to return the part that belongs to Chi Vien.”

“How else to pay…”

“It was his choice.”

Grandma sighed. Then hung up. Duong Kien Hoa chose a different path. He did not come to his mother to talk. But go find old Ma. That night, Mr. Ma called his mother.

“Sister-in-law Duong.”

“Kien Hoa just came to me.”

“He said if I sided with you and your mother…”

“In the future, the company's profit share will no longer be my share.”

“He threatened you?”

“Not just threats.”

“He also wanted to get me to sign a declaration.”

"Say that Chi Vien's 500,000 yuan that year was a loan, not an investment, and has already been paid back."

“How do you answer?”

“Jianhua.”

“If you make me roll my eyes and say black and white in front of you, I can't do it.”

“And then what?”

“Then he cursed me and left.”

Old Ma stopped for a moment.

“But sister-in-law Duong…”

“If Kien Hoa is pushed to a corner, he can do anything.”

“You and I should be a little more careful.”

“Thank you, Uncle Ma.”