Transmigration: On the Gossip Front-Chapter 1100 - 1101: Unpopular Real Daughter 44

Zhang Yu didn’t know that her attitude would provoke Song Qian, prompting her to consider starting a business.

She was busy discussing matters with the investment company people and didn’t notice that Song Qian, sitting in a lounge, had already made a decision.

Originally, she was thinking of having a good holiday just lying in the resort, but unexpectedly a project founder wanted to see her.

If a project needed money and it wasn’t a major issue, Zhang Yu would always talk to the other party.

Sometimes the emails from project founders weren’t very articulate, easy to overlook, but after meeting face-to-face, her mind would change.

Using this trick, Zhang Yu discovered a few good projects that are still steadily developing, bringing her good returns.

Looking at the content of this project, Zhang Yu found it quite interesting, so she arranged a time with the other party, of course, in the latter part of the holiday.

Now she just wanted to rest well; having to memorize all that philosophy was exhausting, "Next time, I definitely won’t study philosophy."

Zhang Yu originally wanted to study a less demanding major, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be even more tiring.

More books to read, more knowledge points to master, truly, studying philosophy is never easy.

Zhang Yu’s plane took off before Song Qian’s, and the latter saw her off at the gate, "Why is her luck just so good."

Song Qian really couldn’t understand, how did Zhang Yu, who grew up in an ordinary family, enter the investment industry, and most importantly, how does she manage to thrive in this circle, earning quite a bit?

Why is it like this? Why, even though Zhang Yu hasn’t returned to the Song Family, she can still flourish so well; Song Qian really couldn’t understand and felt that the old master was too good to Zhang Yu, why is he so cruel to her.

Song Qian felt wronged just thinking about it, and picked up her phone wanting to complain.

After thinking for a long time, she still called Song Ziming.

Song Ziming had just finished a meeting, his mind groggy after a lengthy discussion, and then he received a call from Song Qian.

Seeing the name flashing on the phone, Song Ziming felt the headache intensify.

He originally wanted to hang up the call, but ended up answering it instead, having no choice at that moment.

As soon as Song Ziming answered the call, he heard Song Qian’s voice coming from the other end: Brother, did you know that Zhang Yu actually invested in your competitor’s company and is a major shareholder?

Song Ziming thought Song Qian was calling him about something important, but never anticipated that it was about this matter.

Song Ziming responded with a hmm: Yes, she invested in that project back when she was just starting university.

Ah? Song Qian had just done thorough online research on the company’s information, and hearing Song Ziming’s words, she was utterly shocked: She had money to invest back then?

Song Ziming laughed: She made quite a bit of money during her three years of high school, she already set up an investment company before her college entrance exams.

Song Ziming casually read out the name of the investment company: You can look up this investment company online.

Song Qian quickly picked up another phone to search online, looking through the introduction, most importantly, staring at the company’s valuation for quite a while.

Song Qian recalled the threatening words she said to Zhang Yu earlier, realizing she was nothing but a small clown, saying those things right in front of Zhang Yu.

Song Qian really wished she could stop herself before going to find Zhang Yu.

Song Ziming knew that Song Qian always held a comparative mindset against Zhang Yu: You went to find Zhang Yu?

Song Qian nodded: Yes, I went to find Zhang Yu, wanting to tell her that I am getting married.

Song Ziming didn’t bother thinking about why Song Qian had to find Zhang Yu: She won’t attend, when I got married, I invited her too, but she didn’t come, just sent a red envelope.

Song Ziming didn’t want to recall the red envelope Zhang Yu sent, it was really beyond frugal.

Mentioning the red envelope made Song Qian angry: Brother, you don’t know, I said I was getting married, and Zhang Yu sent me a red envelope that was 888.

Song Ziming laughed upon hearing the amount: When I got married, I received the same amount.

Hearing that Song Ziming’s red envelope was also the same amount, Song Qian felt much better, as even the Song Family heir received the same treatment.

Song Qian consoled: When she gets married, we’ll give her the same amount.

When she gets married? Song Ziming didn’t think Zhang Yu would notify them when she does: Do you think Zhang Yu will inform us?

Song Qian was puzzled: Won’t she inform us? She has no contact with her foster parents anymore, if she doesn’t call us, any relatives left?

Who doesn’t want their wedding to be grand, so they won’t be looked down upon by the groom’s family?

Song Ziming: Do you think with her capabilities, even without any maternal family relatives, would she be bullied?

Recall Zhang Yu’s financial prowess and her eloquent speech, and Song Qian was left speechless.

Song Ziming: She truly doesn’t care about these things, and she wouldn’t find a man that makes her upset.

Song Ziming: That year the old man gave her New Year money, and on the old man’s birthday, she directly bought him a big gift in return.

Song Ziming: Over the years, she hasn’t received any New Year money from the old man, and on his birthday, she made no gestures, not even a birthday wish.

Song Ziming: If she truly cared about the Song Family, would she act this way?

Even if she was going to marry Fu Jie, Song Qian never thought of completely severing ties with the Song Family, as that would only plunge her into the worst scenario.

Zhang Yu dares to do so, and Song Qian really envied Zhang Yu for doing whatever she wanted, not having to compromise herself.

Song Qian sighed again, recalling her thoughts earlier; Brother, I think I should have my own career, what do you think. freёweɓnovel_com

What? Song Ziming was stunned by Song Qian’s idea, staying silent, deeply worried about his wallet’s safety.

Song Ziming thought for a moment and spoke straightforwardly: Of course, I support you, but I think you shouldn’t ask me, you should ask Fu Jie for his opinion.

Song Ziming: After all, you always said you wanted to be a good wife and mother, and the Fu Family sees you this way too, suddenly saying you want a career, what would the Fu Family think?

Song Ziming wouldn’t say yes or no, ultimately directing Song Qian to ask Fu Jie.

Ask Fu Jie, Song Qian let out a sigh: I feel like he wouldn’t agree.

Disagree, ah, Song Ziming was glad he asked, or he would have faced a very awkward situation: Then, sis, you know, your marital issues are really hard for me, as your brother-in-law, to get involved.

Song Ziming: You wouldn’t want to cause unhappiness over such a small issue, would you?

Hearing him say this, Song Qian had no choice but to give up the idea; but I don’t have my own career and will be looked down upon.

Even though she didn’t say who looked down on her, Song Ziming quickly understood who it was; You mean Zhang Yu looks down on you?

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