Chapter 3 — Whose Seat Belongs To

General Manager Vuong was completely angry, grabbed me by the collar, "You don't know what to do to give you face, right? Do you know who I am? Believe it or not, I won't let you leave the stadium today!" His strength was so strong, I found it difficult to breathe. The crowd fell silent, no one dared to intervene. Giang Lam added fuel to the fire: "Husband, why are you talking to him? Throw him out already! Let him know the consequences of offending our Vuong family!" Tieu Vu also clapped and cheered next to him: "Hit it! Throw it out!" I looked at their family's faces, the last bit of patience in my heart was exhausted. I didn't struggle, just coldly looked at General Manager Vuong, and took out my phone again. This time, I didn't call but directly sent a text message. "Director Tran, clean up the place." Less than thirty seconds after the message was sent, my phone rang. The words "Director Tran" appeared on the screen. He is the general director of this concert. I pressed the listen button and turned on the speakerphone. "Miss Kieu! Where are you? That kid Co Hoai is about to mess up backstage, saying you were bullied?" Director Tran's worried voice rang out through the speaker. General Director Vuong was stunned when he heard the words "Director Tran", but then burst into laughter. "Are you still acting? Do you think you know director Tran? Director Tran is my long-time friend, I only need one call to put you on the blacklist!" As he spoke, he took out his phone and pretended to make a call. I ignored him and calmly said into the phone: "Director Tran, I'm in area A, row 1, number 1. There's a bit of trouble here, I might need you to handle it." "Area A, row 1, number 1? Okay okay, I'll send someone over immediately! Don't be angry, you must keep Co Hoai stable, that kid is like a firecracker right now, no one can stop him!" Director Tran responded quickly. The call ended. General Director Vuong hadn't finished calling yet. He looked at me suspiciously. "What are you playing?" Giang Lam next to him said harshly: "Husband, she's acting! A poor girl, how could she know director Tran! She must be looking for someone to pretend, just trying to scare us!" General Manager Vuong saw that it was right, a fierce look appeared on his face again. "I give you one last chance," He lowered his voice, leaned close to my ear, "Take the money and get out. Otherwise, wait until the show ends, I have a ton of ways to make you regret coming to this world." The threatening implication is understandable without needing to be said. At that moment, several staff at the scene wearing uniforms and headphones rushed over. The leader is a man who seems to have a high position, wearing a name tag "General Field Manager - Manager Ly" on his chest. As soon as Manager Ly saw me being grabbed by the collar by General Director Vuong, his expression immediately changed. "General Director Vuong? What are you doing! Let go!" He walked over as quickly as an arrow, intending to pull General Director Vuong away. General Manager Vuong saw an acquaintance, not only did not let go, but became even more aggressive. "Old Ly, you came at the right time! This girl came out of nowhere, took the seat I left for my son, refused to leave and started causing trouble! I was planning to teach her a lesson on your behalf, so as not to disrupt order at the scene." Manager Ly's expression suddenly became extremely strange. He glanced at General Manager Vuong, then looked at me, his forehead began to drip with cold sweat, "General Manager Vuong, is this... is this a bit of a misunderstanding?" He chose his words very carefully, "This... Miss Kieu, is our distinguished guest." "Distinguished guest?" General Manager Vuong seemed to have heard the biggest joke of the century, "Her? A stupid person can't even reach twenty thousand." If you want to take it, you count it as a guest

What's precious? Giang Lam also followed: "That's right! Old Ly, don't be fooled by him! He is just a gold digger who specializes in pretending to be wronged to extort money!” Manager Ly's face became more and more pale, he almost used a pleading tone to say to General Manager Vuong: "General Manager Vuong, listen to me, quickly release your hand, apologize to Ms. Kieu, who knows, this matter can still be saved!" "Excuse me? Tell me to apologize to her?”