Transmigration: On the Gossip Front-Chapter 1121 - 1122: Unwelcome True Daughter 65

Song Qian swiftly terminated the contract with Fu’s and signed a new one with Fu Jie’s company.

"Here’s to a smooth collaboration." Fu Jie shook hands with Zhang Yu again.

"How about having a meal together?" Fu Jie noticed it was getting late, so he suggested having a meal to celebrate.

"No thanks, I have to go to America." Zhang Yu declined the meal, saying she needed to catch a flight.

Going to America? "To discuss a project?" Fu Jie knew that Zhang Yu must be eager about a project if she was so motivated.

Zhang Yu hummed in response. This was the project she looked forward to the most, and she felt incredibly excited when she received the email.

Her intuition told her that she’d regret it bitterly if she gave up on this project.

She had been discussing it online with the other party for a long time and had reached a preliminary agreement.

This time Zhang Yu was going there to have the final talks and then finalize the investment.

Zhang Yu hummed again, "It’s a promising project."

Even though Fu Jie didn’t know which project Zhang Yu was investing in, he could see her eyes light up.

Fu Jie thought about the money in his hands, "Can I join in?"

Huh? Usually, people wouldn’t outright ask to hitch a ride on someone else’s investment after finding out about it.

Yet Fu Jie brought it up directly, leaving Zhang Yu feeling a bit awkward, "If you want to invest, you can invest by yourself."

Recently, she occasionally chatted with Fu Jie and knew he also had an investment company, which was doing pretty well.

Zhang Yu looked it up online; the company had been established for quite a while, with few but some successful investments, though not overwhelmingly rich.

"I don’t have your fame, so good projects don’t email me." Fu Jie said helplessly.

"I also hope more projects would email me."

"For new energy, the investment is huge, and I hope to have more investment myself." Fu Jie understood that investors are all after money.

To gain more actual power, he needed to have enough money.

"Don’t you have more money in hand?"

"If you invest, success is uncertain. Even if it’s successful, you don’t know when you’ll break even." Normally, it takes at least two to three years to see results.

"Once there’s some achievement, isn’t there always more from investment banks?" Fu Jie had definitely thought of this.

"Looking for quick returns, huh?" Zhang Yu chuckled, "If the project grows big in the future, won’t you regret it?"

After investing for a long time, she had seen many people who picked a good project, but once it had some success and investment banks got involved, they quickly sold a lot of their shares.

When the project boomed later, they had tons of regret.

"Even if the project booms, I wouldn’t regret it." Fu Jie insisted he had no regrets, "If a new energy project takes off, I’ll definitely make more money."

"If I invest, I definitely won’t say much." Fu Jie kept assuring that he would definitely be like Zhang Yu and not point fingers in the company business.

Zhang Yu thought about it for a moment, picked up the phone, and called the other party. After all, an additional investor at the last minute, she didn’t know if the other party would agree.

The other party was quite surprised but quickly agreed, saying it wasn’t a problem.

Just like that, Fu Jie joined Zhang Yu’s team and went to America together.

Song Ziming knew Zhang Yu was coming to sign an agreement and thought he should perform some host duties regardless.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yu had already left for America on a plane.

Well, Song Ziming could only say that Zhang Yu was a busy person, with a new project waiting for her after just closing one.

What he didn’t expect was that when Zhang Yu went to America this time, she wasn’t alone. Fu Jie was with her.

This made Song Ziming furious, "He clearly said he had no feelings for Zhang Yu and that they hadn’t seen each other much, just a few times."

"If it was really just a few meetings, how could he go to America with her?"

Song Ziming felt very wronged, thinking he was Zhang Yu’s real brother, yet his status didn’t match up to Fu Jie’s.

This guy almost married Song Qian, too. If it weren’t for him supporting Song Qian back then, Zhang Yu would’ve returned to the Song family long ago and wouldn’t have been wandering for so long.

Now, seeing such a good relationship between Zhang Yu and Fu Jie, how could he not be furious?

Song Ziming knew when Fu Jie would land and called him right on time.

Fu Jie knew why Song Ziming was calling and answered saying he had something to do in America.

As for why he went with Zhang Yu, that couldn’t be revealed.

Fu Jie’s response really infuriated Song Ziming.

So angry that he hung up directly. If he wouldn’t say, it didn’t matter; he could just ask someone else.

He picked up the phone and called Zhang Yu directly.

Zhang Yu didn’t expect Song Ziming would call just to ask why she went to America and brought Song Ziming along.

Zhang Yu: Oh, I said I had a project to discuss here, and Fu Jie said he was interested too.

Zhang Yu: I just asked the other party if they minded me bringing someone along, and they said it was fine.

What? Is that even possible? Song Ziming was dumbfounded by Zhang Yu’s words, completely speechless: Are you saying you went to America to discuss investment, and Fu Jie insisted on tagging along when he found out?

Zhang Yu thought about it, and this explanation wasn’t wrong, so she hummed: Right, that’s how it is.

Now, this really made Song Ziming happy: Why didn’t you invite me for such a good thing?

Hearing this, Zhang Yu wasn’t pleased: It was a coincidence.

Zhang Yu: Besides, you also have an investment company under your name. Don’t you get any emails?

Zhang Yu knew that Song Ziming’s inbox had many emails from people hoping to get investment from this IT bigwig.

Many projects hadn’t sent proposals to Zhang Yu’s investment company, as they probably thought she wasn’t focused solely on IT industry investments, though there were other reasons, like obstructions from big investment banks.

She didn’t see Song Ziming sharing projects with her, and now he was complaining about her.

Zhang Yu didn’t hold back and retorted, causing Song Ziming to keep losing ground and eventually apologize reluctantly.

Song Ziming: In the future, if there are good projects, I’ll definitely tell you, and we’ll share resources.

Heh, Zhang Yu snorted arrogantly: Am I lacking investment opportunities? The emails you get are mostly IT-related; I get all kinds.

Zhang Yu stated that she, as the young missy here, didn’t lack opportunities: And the success rate of the projects you invest in, seriously.

If she couldn’t have a good mood, Zhang Yu wouldn’t let Song Ziming have one either; didn’t he feel like his investments had a bit of that paraquat feeling?

Huh? Hearing the name paraquat, Song Ziming felt quite uncomfortable and quickly took out his phone to look up what paraquat was.

After reading the entries, he was instantly in a bad mood: Zhang Yu, do you have to talk like that?

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