Chapter 4 — Total Surveyor

6

Returning to my "company", I told To Viet to project all the data on the giant projector screen. Dense rows of numbers and 3D models cover the entire wall.

“President Ninh, look here.” To Viet pointed to a corner of the model.

"This is the as-built drawing that the investor submitted to the Department of Planning. It clearly states that the top floor terrace area is considered a 'roof garden', located in the public area."

He switched to another model. This is the actual model we just scanned.

"But our scanning results show that the actual construction area of the terrace is 37.5 square meters larger than the drawing. This area was secretly added and is completely not included in the overall area."

To Viet's voice became more and more excited.

"Most importantly, I looked up the appendix drawing in your red book. Look, this extra 37.5 square meters, in the ownership measurement map that the investor used to make the red book... is vaguely included in the private use area of your attic duplex!"

I walked in front of the projection screen, staring intently at the ownership map that had been enlarged countless times. At the edge of the blurred lines, there is indeed an area that exactly matches the illegal construction area we measured. To get the red book smoothly, the investor played a trick. They quietly counted that "cheat" area as my apartment. But the management board and Ha Ban... were completely unaware. What they think is "public area"... legally, is my private property. My heart started beating fast. Not because of excitement. But because of extreme anger. Not only do they take up my space and make noise, but they also put me at a huge safety risk. As for their stubbornness... it's just based on a lie.

“To Viet.”

I took a deep breath.

“In the name of the company, prepare two reports.”

"One copy is a survey report on serious safety risks at the roof of building A 'Van Dinh Thien Khuyet', sent directly to the Department of Construction and the Department of Labor Safety."

“The other copy is a description of the measurement of ownership of the roof of Building A, with all the original data and model.”

“President Ninh, what do you mean…”

“I want them…”

I looked at the arrogant bar model on the screen.

“…closed.”

I took out my phone and called my personal lawyer.

"Lawyer Vuong, prepare to help me. I want to sue."

“Crime: illegal invasion of personal property.”

On the other side of the phone, lawyer Vuong's voice was calm.

“Where is the evidence?”

“What I'm about to send you…”

“…called iron proof.”

7

The next day. The storm came. The joint investigation team of the Department of Construction and the Department of Safety directly blocked the rooftop of building A of "Van Dinh Thien Khuyet". Red sealing strips pasted diagonally on the door leading to the terrace were dazzling.

"Through inspection by specialized agencies, the building's roof area has serious structural risks and many illegal constructions. From today, the investigation is blocked, people are strictly prohibited from entering or leaving."

A notice stamped in red is posted in the most visible position in the first floor lobby. The group of residents immediately exploded.

“What? A safety risk? Are we living in a dangerous building?”

"Too scary! The investor and management board must give us profit explain!"

Ms. Vuong Thai, who had always defended the management board, was the first person to jump out and question Luc Canh Minh.

“Manager Luc! What is this? How does your management manage safety? If something happens, can you bear the responsibility?

Luc Canh Minh did not answer. It was said that early in the morning he was called in for questioning by the investigation team, his hair disheveled. At the same time... the court summons was also sent to Luc Canh Minh and Ha Ban. When Ha Ban received the summons, he was drinking somewhere else. Seeing the words "illegal invasion of personal property" on the paper, he angrily threw the wine glass to the ground.

“She sued me? On what basis did she sue me? It's a public area!”

He screamed into the phone at Luc Canh Minh. Luc Canh Minh's voice on the other end of the line was extremely tired.

“Ha Ban… we could be… in big trouble.”

"That woman... has a certificate of ownership of the terrace."

“What are the documents? Is it written in the red book?

“Yes…”

Luc Canh Minh's voice carried a bit of despair.

“We were all played a trick by the investors. That area… legally… is her private terrace.”

Ha Ban was silent. He's not a fool. He understood what that meant.