The smell of the hospital's medical equipment wafted past the tip of his nose, Trinh Anh Tu frowned and slowly opened his eyes. The bright lights were so bright that he immediately closed them.
After a few seconds of regaining his composure, he opened his eyes and sat up. He looked around the hospital room in surprise.
It wasn't a patient concentration room, this room only had one hospital bed. There was no one, everything was unusually quiet. The wooden walls were smooth, the white marble floor was clean and shiny. Looking at the expensive furniture, he vaguely realized that this was a special VIP room.
Standing up and going into the bathroom, looking at the bandaged head in the mirror, Anh Tu was surprised. Touching it with his hand hurt, he didn't expect the thugs to be so brutal. He was wondering if he had suffered a brain injury.
Taking off his shirt, the bruises and red bruises had been treated and covered with tape. There were a few places where the skin was torn, blood seeped out of the bandages.
He sighed, he shouldn't fight when drunk. What if he was beaten to death?
It seemed that the thugs yesterday were loan sharks. A month ago, they were hanging around in front of his alley, so it turned out they were looking for Tran Hoai An. Sure enough, that loan company liked to play the game of disposing of debtors' bodies. How could they be clean when they hired thugs to collect debts?
This matter had to be resolved soon, Dao Anh Tuyet was the cause. Then, he would just capture her and hand her over to the loan sharks. Whoever caused the trouble would be held responsible. He would restore his best friend's normal life.
But it seemed that someone had taken him to the hospital. He wondered.
Cạch, hearing someone enter the room, Trinh Anh Tu put his shirt back on and walked out. Phan Kiet saw that he had woken up well and was filled with vigilance. Who knew what the big bear in front of him would do, he should still be careful.
Throwing his coat to Anh Tu, he said: "Follow me".
Trinh Anh Tu took the shirt but his eyes did not leave Phan Kiet, vaguely remembering something. Suddenly he angrily threw the jacket to the ground, grabbed Phan Kiet's collar: "Damn it, I've been in prison for two years and I've been tormented! Why didn't you guys investigate clearly and arrest me?! Now why the hell are you looking for me?! What grudge do I have with you guys?!".
Knowing that this bear would pounce on him and expose him, Phan Kiet shook his hand away: "Hey, I'm the one who saved you".
"So what?! Can you give me back my two precious years?!".
What an ungrateful brat, he tried to stay calm so as not to hit him: "It's our fault for imprisoning an innocent person, so I came to take you to compensate".
Anh Tu hated the most those who relied on power and money to do whatever they wanted. For them, compensating tens of millions to a low-class citizen is just like giving alms. How could they know that Trinh Anh Tu's two years of injustice were his entire youth?
The money these rich people earned in a month was equal to his entire ten years of hard work. These two years were extremely precious to him. Who knows what good things he would have encountered outside if he hadn't gone to jail two years ago? What if he had developed and broken new paths?
It was all because of these people who treated money like water, they were unforgivable: "Ha, compensation? Don't think you can do whatever you want with money, damn it! I've suffered so much in prison, my old parents have been waiting for me to come home day and night for two years! They've lost their appetite, lost sleep, and fallen ill just because they were worried about me! If I had been free for those two years, maybe my best friend wouldn't have been fooled!"
He looks like a hooligan, but he's actually so kind. As a filial son, a kind confidant. Phan Kiet silently assessed and commented on Trinh Anh Tu.
It seemed that this was truly an honest and simple country boy, not a dangerous person. Arresting the wrong person was really unfair to him.
"Calm down first, I will take you to meet the compensation officer. You can negotiate with him any request you want, as long as it satisfies your anger." Phan Kiet tried to calm him down.
Arguing is annoying, if you stubbornly refuse to accept compensation, won't you be the one who suffers? Anh Tu is not an idiot, he should go and claim compensation for his own losses.
I don't know who that person is, if he has a low attitude, don't blame Trinh Anh Tu. He's been to prison once, what's there to be afraid of.
That's just a fierce mentality, why would he go back to that prison again? There are still old parents at home, and a foolish younger brother. If a pillar of a man like him loses his life again, he should bite his tongue and commit suicide.
..
Dreamplace urban area, a place filled with the scent of money and power. Trinh Anh Tu was amazed by the beautiful luxurious villas, feeling like he was a sewer rat accidentally falling into the golden sea of superior people.
Having his eyes opened, he was thrown into a whirlpool of illusions. Dreaming that he would become a successful person, a tycoon with a huge fortune. Sitting on a pile of money, spending money like the rain. Buying a large villa as a gift for his parents who had raised him to be a person.
Dreaming that he would live in a villa where someone would bring him water every day, without having to lift a finger. Just go to work and then come home to rest comfortably. When he had free time, he would go to a bar, go on a trip.
Wow, life was so wonderfully rosy.
Only when the car stopped and Phan Kiet called out did Trinh Anh Tu come back to his senses. Escaping from his dream to the bitter reality.
Getting out of the car, looking up at the house of the person who was about to compensate him, Anh Tu felt extremely disgusted. These rich people were definitely very arrogant, looking down on poor people like him. That was the world of rich people. Suddenly coming, he wanted to turn around and leave immediately.
Trinh Anh Tu was a person with self-respect, he was annoyed when he thought about having a pile of money thrown at his face and saying that this was compensation. If that scene really happened, wouldn't he turn into a dog for people to trample on?
The front yard was spacious and airy, the rows of trees were cool and green, both sides of the stone path were paved with green grass that was neatly trimmed. The gardener saw him and Phan Kiet and smiled and nodded in greeting as a habit, Anh Tu nodded back.
Inside the house, the interior was luxurious, the house was modern but a bit classic because there were a few antiques displayed for decoration.
A large porcelain vase was placed on the side of the white marble staircase. The ancient landline telephone from a long time ago was still in use. The ancient ink painting of the mountains and rivers. There were many eye-catching antiques that the country boy Trinh Anh Tu could not take his eyes off.
Following Phan Kiet, he could not help but look around. It was no different from a thief looking for something valuable to act on at night. In the eyes of others, he was a dangerous scoundrel.
The gentle fragrance of flowers and leaves wafted in the air, not the smell of floor cleaner. Anh Tu thought it was some kind of incense, but his limited knowledge as a country person had gone too far. It was indeed the smell of floor cleaner, because the maid not far away was cleaning the floor.
"...".
Knocking on the office door: "Boss Hoang, I've brought someone here."
Trinh Anh Tu frowned slightly when he heard Phan Kiet calling the person in the room Boss Hoang. Was it the boss Hoang that he knew? The owner of the factory where he used to work. Probably not, there are many people in the world with the same name and surname.
If it is really Boss Hoang, isn't it too coincidental? A month ago, I met his wife and now I meet him, isn't that miraculous?
The voice of the person in the room was neither cold nor hot: "Come in."
A gentle wind blew, the white curtain fluttered. The pink sunset light from the balcony fell on the floor, a few red rays covered the back of the chair. A neatly dressed man sat upright in a wheelchair.
Against the light, a pair of sharp eyes emitted a bone-chilling cold light as he looked up at Trinh Anh Tu. For a moment, he shivered, vaguely feeling that the other party was about to eat him.
This is Boss Hoang, the one who will compensate him? Anh Tu would rather run away than stay and beg for money, who would know that trouble comes from greed.
Phan Kiet bowed his head and went out, not forgetting to close the door. It was like bringing a delicious prey into the tiger's den and then disappearing for the tiger king to enjoy.
"Your name is Trinh Anh Tu?".
He was startled, nodded slightly. Not daring to open his mouth to speak.
"You go ahead, I won't do anything to you." Hoang Minh Quan invited him to sit on the chair.
He saw that Trinh Anh Tu was too nervous, all his emotions were displayed on his face. It seemed that this big guy was very afraid of a paralyzed person in a wheelchair who had no ability to fight back.
Minh Quan smiled faintly, he didn't call him here to play tricks, he really wanted to compensate.
The boss was disabled and couldn't do anything to him, but Anh Tu still felt uneasy. Carefully sat down on the chair, avoiding making too many insignificant noises. Waiting for boss Hoang to speak first.
"You were wrongly accused two years ago, so you had to go to jail, right? It's okay, how much do you want?".
I knew it, the attitude of looking down on the poor of this rich boss Hoang was no exception. His tone sounded annoyed, Trinh Anh Tu was angry in his heart. He was breaking down his wall of patience and forbearance, wanting to scold this guy named Hoang for a long time to cool down.
But in the end, he still forced a smile, his self-esteem was suffocated by the angry Anh Tu in his stomach: "Sorry, I'll take as much as you give me".
The words that came out of his mouth couldn't be held back, Ah... so stupid, why didn't he just cry and demand something expensive!
"You've been in prison for two years, aren't you resentful that I wrongly arrested you? I don't think so, just say what you want, I'll fulfill your wishes".
Look at how this rich guy talks, indifferently treating money like water, treating him like a beggar giving alms. The most bitter thing for Trinh Anh Tu was that he didn't even have an apology.
Two years of being wrongly imprisoned, of course he was very resentful, resentful of not being able to strangle the thief to death, then chop him and the victim named Hoang into pieces and throw them into the river for the bad fish to eat.
Finally, the patience exploded, Trinh Anh Tu was so angry that his face was red, he slammed the table and stood up: "Hey! Do you think I'm the one who will eat that pile of dirty money of yours?! Don't think that with money you can do whatever you want! Do you think that going to prison for two years is a pleasure and then getting a pile of money that falls from the sky when you get out?! If you're so good, go to prison for two years and try it yourself!".
He shouted angrily, looking back to see Hoang Minh Quan's face not moving. The coldness became even colder, vaguely covering it with a thick layer of gloomy snow. Trinh Anh Tu felt that his mouth was about to ruin him. But he had the courage to express the anger that had been suppressed in his heart, unable to take it back.
Up until now, except for Kieu Chi Chau, no one had dared to speak up and scold him. This brat in front of him was so insolent that he dared to shout. But strangely, he didn't feel angry at all when this country brat scolded him. On the contrary, he found it extremely interesting.
Not letting his true emotions show, he coldly glared at him: "How much do you want?".
This was a murderous look, he couldn't let himself be as reckless as before. He still had his old parents and his innocent younger brother. He still cherished this petty life of his very much. Calmly sitting down on the chair, Trinh Anh Tu cleared his throat: "Whatever I want, you will compensate for it?".
Seeing that Boss Hoang nodded, not setting any conditions to limit the things he wanted, Trinh Anh Tu tried to risk his bet: "Then I want a villa, a supercar, ten taels of gold. That's all I want.".
Without thinking or hesitating, Hoang Minh Quan agreed: "Okay, don't you want anything else?".
Trinh Anh Tu was stunned, what he had just said was just a casual comment, but this man took it seriously. Rumor has it that boss Hoang was an unapproachable, reserved, eccentric person who did not like people to get close to him, but when facing boss Hoang in real life, he found him extremely generous.
He was really jealous of those rich people who had money to spend. A house for boss Hoang could be bought with a snap of his fingers. But for him, working and saving all his life, he did not know if he could even buy a piece of land, let alone a villa.
He said: "I want you to give me 1 billion in cash outside, and 1 billion in my account. A total of 12 billion".
Anh Tu was feeling happy because he was about to spend God's money when he heard boss Hoang say: "But in return, I have a condition for you".
His smile immediately froze.
Indeed, nothing is free, especially these tycoons who spend money like water. Very cunning, not easy to eat. But if he did not agree, how could he get this pile of treasure from heaven: "What conditions does boss Hoang have? Didn't you say you would compensate me? Could it be that you are cheating people?".
If it was someone else, he would have sent that person to heaven early, Trinh Anh Tu was lucky. He calmly said: "You work for me, thirty million a month".
He was stunned and opened his mouth wide, the number boss Hoang had just said was like a needle sucking his blood dry. Thirty million a month was equivalent to half a year's salary: "Eat, rob, how can you get thirty million a month's salary?!".
Hoang Minh Quan said: "I'm recruiting someone to take care of me, just happened to see that you were satisfied. If you don't want to do it, you don't need to agree, I will still compensate you for the things you want".
Just as he was relieved, thinking that Boss Hoang was going to say something, the next sentence made him freeze: "But I can't be sure that every day a disaster will befall you."
Hoang Minh Quan threatened, he knew that this honest and simple guy would definitely refuse the job with the attractive salary he proposed. So he had to say something to make this country boy have no way out.
Behind Minh Quan's icy face, he was smiling smugly.
For money but also for his life, Trinh Anh Tu was made difficult by Boss Hoang to the point of trembling. He silently bit his nails and thought.
Thinking back to working as a car repairman for five million a month, all the expenses were more than his current salary. The five million he had just received were almost gone. Living with his friend would save on living expenses, food, electricity, water, and rent, and if the two of them split the rent equally, it would still be quite a bit left.
But now Hoai An was running away from debt, how could he alone resist the heavy rocks crushing him? As for being a nanny for Mr. Hoang, he earns thirty million a month. If he doesn't spend it but saves it, he might become a tycoon.
Every month, he can go out and play without worrying about being tied down by things he likes but can't buy. He can send a lot of money back to his parents to support him, and buy food that his parents have never eaten.
What a great number for a poor guy!
"I'll do it for you."