Transmigration: On the Gossip Front-Chapter 1767 - 1768: Eldest Granddaughter of the Wealthy Family 31
Zhang Yu overheard the siblings chatting in the small living room. Although they didn’t say much, there was still plenty of substance in what was shared.
She thought today the old man had summoned everyone for a meeting to discuss new developments in the company, preparing them for how the company intended to allocate its personnel.
The most critical issue was the nomination for the company CEO. Zhang Yu knew that just this selection was enough to spark various disputes among everyone.
Who could have predicted that Zhang Fugui would announce the CEO selection today, appointing Zhang Jiang, whom everyone assumed was just idling around. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶
At first, this decision was quite surprising, but on second thought, the choice seemed not so unexpected.
Firstly, Zhang Jiang is Zhang Fugui’s biological son. Zhang Fugui would only feel at ease with him taking the helm at the company, especially at a subsidiary requiring focused investment.
Secondly, and most importantly, Zhang Jiang is the suitable candidate. No matter who is chosen for the top position, the three factions wouldn’t be dissatisfied. Zhang Jiang’s appointment, except for minor complaints from Zhang Hai, had no better alternative.
The unexpected twist for Zhang Fugui was Zhang Hai actively vying to work at the real estate company.
Bear in mind, during the original owner’s time, although the real estate company was delayed by two years in establishment, it remained a key investment project. Zhang Yingkai was the first appointed general manager, with no involvement from Zhang Hai or Zhang Jiang.
Now, everything moved ahead unexpectedly, with Zhang Yingkai directly ousted, and Zhang Jiang and Zhang Hai left contesting for the top position.
No, it wasn’t exactly a contest between the two; Zhang Hai showed an indifferent attitude. If Zhang Fugui appointed him as the head, he would take the role; if the old man chose Zhang Hai, he was indifferent as well.
Zhang Yu watched angrily as Zhang Hujuan got into the car, slamming the door so loudly that she could hear it from a small distance away.
Indeed, if Zhang Hai actually moved to the real estate company, he would remedy his shortcomings; everyone criticized him for never personally backing a major project.
With experience from the real estate position, no one could say the same in the future; it would definitely be credentials he could stand by.
But would Zhang Fugui really be willing to see Zhang Hai leading this project? Zhang Yu thought the chances were probably zero.
"Just not sure how Zhang Fugui plans to make Zhang Hai give up willingly," Zhang Yu was genuinely upset.
A cunning old fox like Zhang Fugui wouldn’t let Zhang Hai notice his plans. It’s so intriguing how; it can’t just be with empty promises.
But this time, Zhang Hai also had his reasons, making it difficult to rely on mere promises.
After everyone left, Zhang Fugui looked at Zhang Hai stubbornly standing before him, realizing that continuing with empty promises was no longer effective.
Nonetheless, there’s no problem; dealing with this boy presented no difficulty at all for Zhang Fugui, who was already prepared, pulling out a folder from the drawer, "Take a look for yourself."
Zhang Hai initially expected the old man to reiterate how staying at the headquarters was beneficial, trying to sway him yet again.
Unexpectedly, this time the old man changed tactics. Regardless, Zhang Hai was prepared, determined not to be easily swayed this time,
But that was before he opened the file. Once he picked it up and saw the contents, his expression dramatically changed, "How could this be, how could this be?"
Zhang Hai was genuinely stunned, swallowing repeatedly, "That house, how could it, how could it be sold?"
"I really didn’t know." Although he realized that since the old man had shown him the documents, their credibility was high, yet he still wished it were false.
Zhang Fugui raised his head and looked at him, "Do you think if it were false, I would show it to you?"
"This was a coincidence. When they checked your sister’s property holdings, they also checked yours and discovered your wife had just transferred ownership of a house."
"Moreover, it was a rushed sale at a low price."
"She hadn’t discussed it with me," Zhang Hai sniffed.
Looking at Zhang Hai in such a state, Zhang Fugui suddenly realized Zhang Hai wasn’t as capable as he thought he was. His wife managed to sell a house under his nose, and he knew nothing during the entire process.
Even with evidence provided, this fellow still hoped it was false.
"By the way, your wife has two more houses under her name, which are now listed for sale. Although they are priced below market value due to their size, the total price isn’t cheap."
"If they don’t sell soon, I estimate your wife will continue to lower the price." Zhang Fugui initially liked Zhang Yutong, his daughter-in-law, being a college student with a good job and having borne a smart grandchild.
If not for this investigation, he wouldn’t have known she was this kind of person, causing Zhang Fugui to dislike her.
Zhang Hai, of course, knew about the two houses under Zhang Yutong’s name. One was a tenth wedding anniversary gift, and the other was a gift for their son’s tenth birthday.
At that time, he had some money and bought two large houses, which were usually rented out with the rent going to her.
He knew his wife’s salary wasn’t very high, and she had to assist her family occasionally. He simply wanted his wife to have some economic relief.
But he had never imagined Zhang Yutong would exploit his trust to sell the houses.
"Why would she need so much money?" Zhang Hai didn’t understand why Zhang Yutong needed this much money.
"Flip the page," Zhang Fugui signaled Zhang Hai to look further.
Zhang Hai hesitated to turn the page, instinctively feeling he might see something he didn’t want to see.
"Lacking the courage?" Zhang Fugui really didn’t understand why he was hesitating; it was just turning a page. What was there not to see?
"The houses, they’ve already been sold by your wife," Zhang Fugui paused, "By the way, the savings between the two of you should be substantial. Do you think that savings is still intact?"
Zhang Fugui reckoned the savings were gone. If there were money at hand, there wouldn’t be a need for rushed sales, nor for low-price sales.
The family reserves? Zhang Hai usually managed household expenses, never questioning the money given to Zhang Yutong, "I think, I think..."
He wanted to say the savings were still there; Zhang Yutong couldn’t have acted without consulting him. But on second thought, he couldn’t bring himself to utter those words, noting she didn’t consult him about the house sales either.
"Well, go home and check it out; these are matters between you spouses," Zhang Fugui waved his hand. Some things require first-hand experience to truly discern good from bad.
"Turn the page, and you’ll understand why I won’t let you take the top position at the new company."
"There are reasons I might retract your authority." He needed an obedient son, but not one who was clueless.
This time, the talk was noble, about Zhang Yutong selling their joint assets without his consent. If Zhang Hai were to inherit the company in the future, would he exploit his father’s trust, siphoning money from the company?
And what about those relatives from the Zhang Family, wouldn’t they become blatant?
The Fu Family is known for their arrogance, how much better could the Zhang Family possibly be?
