Chapter 9 — Tuition Fees for Other People's Daughters

“Stop pretending.” She threw a bunch of papers on me, "My allowance is gone, Uncle Tham doesn't pay attention to me anymore. Are you happy now?" Chu Duong rushed from the stairs: "Try to touch her again." Tong Nhiem stared at me: "You think you've won? Your mother's money has been spent. Tham Kien Quoc has no money to compensate you, you're still poor." "So what?" "It means you've been tormented for so long, in addition to making everyone lose face, you've gotten nothing in return." She laughed fiercely, "Your biological father is dead, your stepfather doesn't need you, your biological mother is no longer there. Tham Chi, you are the one no one needs." Chu Duong raised his hand to hit, but I stopped him. I looked at Tong Nhiem: "You're afraid of having to pay, right?" Her expression changed: "What am I afraid of?" "Your new coat, your watch, your phone, what was not bought by Tham Kien Quoc?" I asked, "The school asked you to pay the allowance, the Relief Association asked Tham Kien Quoc to pay the fake money. Now both of you are short of money." Tong Nhiem lowered his voice: "Don't force me." "Are you planning to post again?" "I will make you regret it." She came closer, "There are still things in your mother's letters that haven't been made public, right? Do you dare to say that that year she never did anything that couldn't be known to others?" I said: "What do you know?" She laughed: “Beg me.” I didn't ask anymore, walked around her and walked towards the office. Chu Duong chased after her: "She is definitely harboring bad things again. Chi Tu, don't bear it alone." I said: "She can't naturally know that there is other content in the letter." "Shen Kien Quoc told her?" "Maybe he never read the letter, but he knew my mother had an old acquaintance." Ms. Truong's office door was not closed. She was holding the phone: "That's right, revealing students' private information must definitely be held accountable. It can't be said that a temporary employee mistakenly looks at it and it's over." Seeing me, she hung up: "Tham Chi, I was looking for you. I found the source of the photo of your application for support." Chu Duong asked: "Who is it?" Ms. Truong's face was very heavy: "The administrative assistant of the academy office, Tran Nha. She said that Tong Nhiem cried and asked her to pay the tuition fee, and she suddenly softened." I asked: "Why could she take a photo of my application?" "She is in charge of arranging documents." Ms. Truong said, "The academy will handle it, but just now she submitted a statement, saying that she had threatened Tong Nhiem, and also asked someone outside the school to force her to change her testimony." Chu Duong was so angry that he burst out laughing: "Again?" Ms. Truong gave me the explanation. It was written in great detail above, saying that I relied on Director Tan's identity to put pressure on Tong Nhiem to admit there was a problem with the poor household certificate, and also lured Luu Tinh into giving false testimony. I finished looking at it, put the paper back on the table: "Did she accept the money?" Ms. Truong paused. I said: "She will not help Tong Nhiem for no reason. Please check the transfer transaction." "The school cannot arbitrarily check students' personal accounts." Ms. Truong was awkward. A voice rang out outside the door: "I can check." Ms. Lam stood outside the door, wearing a flower shop apron, carrying a bag in her hand. Ms. Truong was stunned: "Are you?" "The owner of the flower shop." Ms. Lam put the bag on the table, "Tong Nhiem has ordered flowers at my place a few times, but the person who paid was not her. This girl named Tran Nha also came to the store last week, saying she wanted to buy a bunch of sunflowers to give to the teacher, using the balance in Tong Nhiem's membership account." Chu Duong's eyes lit up: "It means they have known each other before." Ms. Lam slapped the bill on the table: "Not just acquaintances. The camera in the store captured the scene of them sitting and talking in the corner. Tong Nhiem said she only took a picture of the bill."

Well, no one will find you." Ms. Truong immediately stood up: "Can you provide a camera?" "Yes." Ms. Lam looked at me, "I'm a petty person. Whoever counts on my employees in the store, I'll take notes." My nose was a little stingy: "Miss Lam." "Don't be shy." She pushed the bag to me, "Leftover bread from noon, take it." Ms. Truong looked at the receipt and camera on the table, her face finally became more confident. "I will submit this explanation upstairs. If Tran Nha lies, the disciplinary action will be more severe." Outside the door, Tran Nha was standing there, her face pale. She was still holding the phone in her hand, clearly having heard everything. Ms. Truong said in a low voice: "Tran Nha, come in here." Tran Nha did not step in but turned around and ran away. Chu Duong rolled up his sleeves: "I'll chase." I pulled her back: “No need. She couldn't run away from school.” When Tran Nha was found, she cried and couldn't breathe. She sat on a chair in the office, her hands constantly prying the edge of the cloth bag. Ms. Truong asked: "Why did you take a photo of Tham Chi's application for support?" Tran Nha cried and said: "Tong Nhiem said she just wanted to know if Tham Chi pretended to be poor or not. She said Uncle Tham was being pressured by Tham Chi to the point of collapsing. I really didn't know she would post it out.” Ms. Lam stood next to her: "Girl, when you were at my store, you didn't say that." Tran Nha shut her mouth. I asked: "What benefit does Tong Nhiem give you?"