Chapter 8 — Two Houses and One Border

The reward day process is very simple. The lottery shop owner told me to go to the city, I brought the ticket and ID, verified it, signed it, paid taxes, and transferred money. Apart from the reward center in the city and the bank staff who handle it, no one should know the story behind it. Duong The Xuong was able to tell the bank, proving that the news did not appear from relatives' gossip. I asked him. “Who told you?” Duong The Xuong put the debt paper back in his hand, and had support on his face. “Are you scared now?” I don't answer. I turned to the police. “Would you mind writing this sentence down for me?” The police nodded. Only then did Duong The Xuong realize that he had said too much and his face fell. “I just listen to what people say.” I asked: "Who did you hear?" He kept his mouth shut. Duong Khai interjected. “You don't care who says what.” “After all, you take so much money, you can't help but spend a penny.” I said: “How much do you want?” Ha Ngoc Mai's eyes lit up. She thought I gave in. Duong The Xuong also changed his appearance. “First take out eight hundred thousand.” "The matter of taking care of your parents' old age will be discussed separately later." "Your cousin's children are still young, they are all descendants of the Tang family, you as an aunt can't show no signs." I almost made him laugh. “You guys are charging my parents' old age pension.” “Calculate the golden lock for Duong Khai.” "Use the compensation money for the land in your name as bait for calculation." “In the end, my money is all from the Tang family, your money is all your own.” Duong The Xuong's face was ugly. “Why does a girl like you need so many houses?” I calmly said: "Living in, renting out, selling, tearing down, it has nothing to do with you." Duong Khai was about to scold him again. The police pounded the table first. “If you still cause trouble, get out.” Duong Khai didn't dare to scream anymore, just looked at me with sinister eyes. Ha Ngoc Mai pulled my sleeve. “Tieu Hoa, I don't ask for that much from you.” “I'll give you five hundred thousand first.” "I'll take your father home, don't let your uncle and I cause trouble anymore." I bowed my head and looked at her hand. These hands used to sew uniforms for me in the past, and also stuffed hot packs for me in the winter. But now she's holding my sleeve, what she's saying is asking for money. I slowly removed her hand. “Now I'm not stopping him, I'm helping them set a price.” She seemed to be exposed, her eyes were confused in the blink of an eye. Duong Kien Quoc said in a low voice. “Your mother is also because of this house.” I asked him. “Which house?” He did not reply. I suddenly felt there was no need to ask anymore. There are people who have been silent for a long time, not because they don't have a stance. It's just that his stance has never been on my side. I rearranged all the documents, confirmed the next procedure with the police. The police said they would contact the area management board, sales department and related people to ask, and would also handle the situation based on the situation of them coming to the company to cause trouble. I nodded. “In addition, I asked them not to come to my residence or company to look for me anymore.” The police immediately notified Duong Khai and Duong The Xuong on the spot. On the surface, Duong The Xuong agreed, but his eyes still did not relax. Before leaving the mediation room, he leaned close to me, his voice so low that only I could hear. “Duong Hoa, don't forget, your parents are still in the countryside.” “If you don't accept the Tang family, the Tang family also has a way to force you to come back and accept it.” I stopped walking. I didn't turn around, just lit up the phone screen. Recording is still ongoing. Duong The Xuong's face immediately changed. I saved that part right in front of him and sent it to the police. He gritted his teeth. “You really are ungrateful.” I said: "You raised me." Stepping out of the police station, it was already dark. Manh Dao waited for me at the door. She saw me, her eyes immediately turned red. “Duong Hoa, are you okay?” I shook my head, then nodded again. "Alive." She wanted to hug me, her hand reached out halfway and then dropped again. “I didn't expect your house to be like that.” I said: "I didn't expect them to be so fast." I did not return to the company, nor did I return to Nam Loan. I went to the bank first, took a photo of all the real estate documents in the safe to back up, and voila

I asked more about changing door locks, restricting visitors and protecting information. At 7:40 p.m., I had just left the bank when my phone received a strange text message. There is only one sentence on it. "If you want to know who sold your prize information, at eight o'clock tonight, go to the back door of the old lottery store, come alone." I looked at that text for a few seconds. Then pass the message to the police, to Manh Dao, and then to the lawyer I just contacted. Ten minutes later, the second message arrived. “Don't report to the police, otherwise the story of you buying a house and winning the lottery will be broadcast to every household in your hometown first.” 10 I don't go to the old lottery store. It's not that I don't want to know the answer. But the more the opponent emphasizes going alone, the more it proves that there is a prepared trap there. I also took a screenshot and saved the second message, sending it to the police and lawyer. Lawyer surnamed Tham, was contacted by Manh Dao. He replied very quickly.