Chapter 7 — Women Don't Need To Be Chosen

Mr. Luc, sitting in the chair position, had been silent all along, but now he spoke up, his voice deep and powerful.

"Canh Tham is right, I was wrong in this matter first, forcing her to sign a divorce right in front of the whole family, tell her what she thinks."

“What what what.” Mr. Luc slammed the tip of his cane on the ground, his voice was as deep and heavy as a hammer, "Nim Niem has been in the house for three years, everything is up and down, inside and out. You criticize people for not having enough education, criticizing their family background for not being worthy, so look back at your own background, have you forgotten?"

Tien Ngoc Hoa's face turned blue and white, her eyes flashed with an unconcealed panic. What she was most afraid of was being reminded of her past. Before marrying into the Luc family, she was just a garment worker in a small town, with nothing to be proud of. The last clan meeting broke up in a heavy atmosphere, the plan to dilute shares was shelved, no one dared to mention it further. But Tien Ngoc Hoa refused to stop, she chose a more stupid way, almost digging a hole for herself. That evening, she contacted a tabloid in the city, publishing a libelous article. The title caught the reader's eye: "S of Tinh Than Capital had an affair in marriage, had a shady relationship with CEO Dinh Huy." The illustration is the moment I shook hands with Tham Mac at the party, the angle was cut to leave only two people standing close together, deliberately creating a feeling of intimacy. The content implied that I had had an inappropriate relationship since I was Luc Canh Tham's wife, and that was the real reason for the divorce. The next morning, the article climbed straight to the top of local searches, spreading like fire in the wind. When I saw him, Chu Can was already standing in the office, pacing back and forth, so angry that he couldn't keep calm.

"It's really too much. It's obviously a fabrication. President To, let's sue her."

I was calmer than ever, even slightly curled my lips.

“She is impatient.”

"At the clan meeting, I was stopped by my son and father-in-law, my cards were all gone, I had no choice but to use dirty tricks."

“So what do we do now?”

“No rush.”

“Aren't you in a hurry? The internet is already cursing you.”

“Let her fly a little longer.”

I picked up the phone and made a call.

“Hello, editor-in-chief Hua of Thuong Gioi Weekly Magazine, I'm To Niem.”

“President To, I was also planning to contact, it's online…”

“I want to give you an exclusive interview.”

“What interview?”

“The first in-depth interview of the founder of Tinh Than Capital.”

The other end of the line almost jumped up.

“Of course I want to.”

“Tomorrow afternoon, my office.”

Hanging up the phone, Chu Can looked at me, his eyes full of doubt.

“What are you going to do?”

"Tien Ngoc Hoa wants to play with public opinion, so let's play to the end and see who wins."

The day the interview with Thuong Gioi Weekly was published, the defamatory article immediately turned into a joke. The title hit straight into the financial world: “From an analyst to the person running a 47,000,000,000 yuan company, To Niem's seven-year journey.” The article recounts my entire path, from entering the financial industry at the age of 21, founding Tinh Than Capital at the age of 23, raising the company to a valuation of 1,200,000,000 yuan in just three years, then retiring three years later due to marriage, but the value still increased to 47,000,000,000 yuan. The most important part is at the end of the song, like a closing shot.

“Regarding the recent false information, To Niem said she and CEO Dinh Huy Tham Mac As a long-time partner, currently exchanging medical AI projects, decisions related to Luc Thi are completely within the scope of financial risk control, not related to personal issues."

Three hours after posting, the number of reads exceeded 500,000 and the comments completely reversed.

"Oh my god, that person is worth tens of billions, yet his mother-in-law forced him to leave empty-handed, what kind of logic is that?"

"The Luc family personally chased away the god of wealth."

“Laugh out loud, forcing a billion-level investor to leave home, what kind of brain could think of it?”

The defamatory article was drowned in a sea of new information, with almost no one repeating it. The tabloid also received a lawyer's letter from Tinh Than Capital, requesting the article be removed and publicly apologize. The editor-in-chief there was so scared that he not only removed the article but also posted a correction notice, admitting the content was untrue and apologizing. A slap directly to Tien Ngoc Hoa's face was so loud that the whole world could hear it. But the story doesn't stop there. Because in the interview there was a small detail that accidentally caused another wave.

"To Niem is from Giang Thanh. He was adopted from a young age. Information about his biological family is not convenient to reveal."

Just a sentence like that caught a lot of people's attention. Among them was someone who had been secretly investigating me all this time. Lam Tu Phan. The evening the article was published, I received an email.