Transmigration: On the Gossip Front-Chapter 1113 - 1114: Unpopular Real Daughter 57

Song Ziming hung up the phone angrily, thought for a moment, and decided to call Song Weikang and Song Shijian to complain about Song Qian’s unreliable idea.

Whether it was Song Weikang or Song Shijian, neither wanted to interfere. Their reasons were the same, which was that Song Qian is an adult and can be responsible for any decisions she makes. ƒrēenovelkiss.com

Before Song Ziming made the calls, he thought no matter what, they would be angry and would want to persuade Song Qian. He didn’t expect their reactions to be so indifferent.

He recalled what Zhang Yu had said, saying the Song Family is really a cold-hearted family, only children who are useful can be valued, and women who can neither help the family nor bring benefits are considered abandoned.

Song Ziming felt chilly. If it weren’t for him later founding an IT company with outstanding success, he dared not imagine his status in the Song Family now.

Wanting to find someone to complain to, he picked up his phone, thought for a long time, and found there was no one else to talk to but Zhang Yu.

But he didn’t want to call Zhang Yu, knowing she would definitely laugh loudly at him.

Right now, he just wanted someone to drink and chat with, so after thinking a while, he finally invited Fu Jie out.

Fu Jie, who was working overtime at the company, received Song Ziming’s phone call, frowned slightly, wondering if it was about Song Qian, and decided to take the call to clarify.

When he arrived at the agreed place and confirmed that only Song Ziming was there, he couldn’t help but feel relieved.

Even if Song Qian showed up and some indescribable event occurred, Fu Jie wouldn’t be afraid; in any case, men are never the ones at a disadvantage in such matters.

Song Ziming saw Fu Jie and waved at him, "Come on, let’s drink together."

Fu Jie then noticed that Song Ziming had drunk a lot of alcohol, "What’s wrong with you? Why have you drunk so much?"

Was it because of Song Qian’s marriage? Fu Jie absolutely didn’t believe it. Song Ziming was someone who could scheme about his own marriage; would he be sad about Song Qian’s, who was not even his real sister?

Song Ziming picked up a beer bottle and stuffed it directly into Fu Jie’s hand, "Let’s have a drink."

Fu Jie certainly couldn’t drink blindly, so he put the beer on the table, "Tell me, what’s going on."

Song Ziming drank half the beer in his hand, "I suddenly feel that even as the heir of Song Corporation, so what."

"Zhang Yu used to say Song’s is a family without human empathy, and I thought she was being harsh."

He tilted his head and directly downed the remaining half of the beer, "I now feel she wasn’t wrong; the Song Family is indeed a very cold family."

For this reason? Fu Jie was stunned, "You’re thinking about yourself, aren’t you."

Fu Jie believed that what could make Song Ziming this way definitely had to do with this reason, although he didn’t expect Song Ziming to admit it.

Song Ziming responded with a hum, "Back then, you also saw how well they treated Song Qian."

Fu Jie didn’t expect Song Ziming to admit it so directly, was a bit dazed, then picked up the beer bottle and drank a few sips, "Yes."

Remembering the time when it was revealed that Song Qian wasn’t a blood member of the Song Family, "I remember Uncle Song said that even though Song Qian wasn’t his biological child, he had raised her for so many years, and had feelings for her."

"I also remember how angry Old Master Song was at that time, he was insisting on bringing Zhang Yu back, but Uncle Song refused."

"He said he would be a good father to Song Qian, yet, alas." Fu Jie finished a bottle of beer.

"Yes, at that time my dad was very good to Song Qian. In fact, when my father took over, I also returned from abroad to work at Song Corporation, and my relationship with my dad became delicate."

"After Song’s market share and profit margin declined, grandpa suggested that my dad should give up his position for me to become Song Corporation CEO, and the way my dad looked at me."

Thinking about the relationship between father and son, Song Ziming felt quite sad, "The look in his eyes was full of suspicion."

"I thought at that time, being caught in between them, I was really tired. Coincidentally, there was an opportunity to leave Song Corporation for outside."

"I thought that if I didn’t work at Song’s, our father-son relationship would be good. I didn’t expect my dad to still be wary of me."

"Especially now with the IT company doing so well, my dad’s attitude towards me.." Song Ziming couldn’t help but laugh bitterly.

Once again, he directly downed a drink, "In front of people, my dad acts like a loving father and a filial son, praising me, but behind.."

"Can you believe it, my dad actually said to me directly, am I trying to compete for his position."

"Honestly, I’m doing well at IT Company, why would I want to go back."

"Obviously, the old master said he wanted to kick out those idle relatives from Song’s."

"But my dad jumps out, saying they can’t be let go."

"And says I am so clueless and lack the bigger picture."

Song Ziming just wanted to vent to Fu Jie a bit, to relieve the pressure in his heart, but ended up rambling more and more.

He cried as he talked, "Sometimes I wonder who I’m doing this for."

Clearly, he was acting for the good of Song Corporation, but no one acknowledged him, "I want to tell the old master, I want the shares of IT company, whoever wants Song’s shares can have them."

"Aren’t I doing well at IT Company? Why must I go to Song’s."

"Working so hard, earning money, and no one recognizes it."

"The money I earn from IT company now surely exceeds the shares from Song’s."

Fu Jie was considering whether he should stay at Fu’s as well; the attitude of the old master towards him was increasingly harsh, and the younger cousins were jumping around everywhere.

They would really use all sorts of methods to please the old master.

Listening to Song Ziming’s complaints, Fu Jie thought about his own treatment at Fu’s, picked up his glass, and drank directly.

"By the way, your project is about to launch, right?" Song Ziming casually asked.

Fu Jie responded with a hum, "I got the investment, although it’s not enough."

Earlier he thought to use Fu’s funds, but now he changed his mind, wanting to invest part himself.

Once the project is on track, he plans to leave Fu’s; whoever wants the President of Fu Corporation position can take it.

Once it’s on track, consider your own path." Song Ziming patted Fu Jie’s shoulder.

"They all say we’re heirs, our days must be smooth."

"But we’ve worked like horses and cattle, yet no one says a good word about us."

"Come on, let’s drink." Song Ziming raised the bottle and drank with Fu Jie.

Fu Jie raised his bottle, "To everything going smoothly."

"It must go smoothly." Song Ziming encouraged himself.

Even though Song Shijian was now cautious of him, Song Ziming believed that Song Shijian still hoped he would take over.

The two thought about their worries, drinking non-stop, eventually getting drunk. Luckily, the bar owner recognized their identity and directly got them to a nearby hotel.

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