Transmigration: On the Gossip Front-Chapter 980 - 981: Countryside Orphan Girl 25

After work, Liu Yuanchao naturally went to the police station as usual.

He not only wanted to know their current situation but also hoped to see if there were any new developments.

Originally, he thought it would be the same as before, with little information available. frёewebnoѵēl.com

Unexpectedly, today’s news was an earth-shattering bombshell.

Liu Yuanchao knew the Jiang Family would negotiate terms with the Zhang Family, but he hadn’t expected it to happen so quickly.

"Yesterday, Old Master Jiang went to the courtyard house."

"And today it’s already resolved?" Liu Yuanchao couldn’t help but feel suspicious about what happened.

"Can negotiations really be that simple?" Liu Yuanchao, though inexperienced in reconciliation, knew a bit about the general process.

He understood that negotiations wouldn’t resolve so quickly, unless they used money to force an agreement; otherwise, it would be a drawn-out process.

"They worried that if things dragged on and we uncovered more evidence, the situation would escalate. So they thought it better to resolve it quickly—give the money, finalize the agreement, and leave the problem behind."

Liu Dashan sighed helplessly, "Today I acted impulsively, treating Zhang Yu like I treated the rest of you."

Liu Yuanchao now realized the Jiang Family must have spent a fortune. He was itching to know just how much money was involved.

"Three thousand—it must have made the negotiation smooth as butter." Thinking of the Jiang Family’s generosity still left Liu Dashan outraged.

"They know full well Jian She doesn’t have a job. If they’d been willing to spend some money helping out and buying him a job, would things have come to this?"

Liu Dashan was fuming, truly fuming.

Liu Yuanchao, however, had no time to critique Liu Dashan’s reasoning; his brain was entirely fixated on the sum of three thousand.

If he had three thousand yuan, what would he do with it? After thinking hard for a while, he still dared not imagine but knew it would solve his marriage troubles completely.

Four items and one loud sound—not just 36 legs; even 72 legs wouldn’t be a problem. That house too, he could secure it all.

But damn it, the Jiang Family would rather give the money to Zhang Yu than to him.

Especially Liu Jia, who only ever claimed he was the eldest grandson of the Liu Family and her future family support.

But when trouble actually came knocking, that aunt didn’t so much as think of him—hmph.

Liu Jianshe was still seething over the fact that the Jiang Family could have spent five or six hundred to secure him a formal job at the mechanical factory.

But after Liu Jia found out, she acted as if she didn’t know anything and stayed silent.

Now, while berating the Jiang Family at home, Liu Jia remained completely oblivious to how her own family held immense resentment toward her.

Presently, Liu Jia dared not voice any dissatisfaction; she fully understood that missing this key opportunity would deal a fatal blow to Jiang Dawei—or even to the whole Jiang Family.

So Liu Jia poured herself into work, hoping the Jiang Family wouldn’t remember her grievances.

When Zhang Yu got home, she relayed the details to Li Cui.

Li Cui listened for a while and said, "Let Liu Yuanchao name a price for this."

"That guy isn’t just the epitome of filial piety; he goes to the police station every day. He can deliver messages and make swift decisions."

Liu Yuanchao, upon reaching home’s doorstep, decided to visit Zhang Yu first instead.

Liu Ke, watching from the window, saw Liu Yuanchao had already arrived home but then headed to the opposite side instead, prompting him to ponder.

Why, after walking all the way home, did Liu Yuanchao refuse to enter and instead visit Zhang Yu?

When Zhang Yu opened the door to find Liu Yuanchao standing there, she asked, "What do you need?"

As the door swung open, a tantalizing aroma of food wafted out, immediately intensifying the protests of Liu Yuanchao’s already rebellious stomach.

Seeing Liu Yuanchao clutching his stomach, Zhang Yu immediately realized he was probably hungry.

Indeed, ever since Wang Pandi and the others went inside, Liu Yuanchao, the eldest grandson, hadn’t had a good time.

Feng Lan and her two sons harbored no goodwill toward Liu Yuanchao, who loomed over them. All the good things in the household went to him, leaving the three younger grandsons pitifully deprived.

But alas, Zhang Yu wasn’t one to have a soft heart. "What do you need?"

"If you’ve got nothing to say, then go home." Zhang Yu prepared to shut the door.

Liu Yuanchao, hearing Zhang Yu’s indifferent tone, felt deeply unhappy—but for now, Zhang Yu held the upper hand and moral high ground.

"Grandfather asked me to ask you where your thoughts are leaning."

"See, Auntie has already handled things, and it’s all settled now." Once again reminded of the Jiang Family’s three thousand yuan, Liu Yuanchao’s mood soured.

"She paid money to redeem her way out," Zhang Yu replied curtly.

"Auntie orchestrated all of this, but it was Liu Jianshe who got the job. And for Liu Jia to take action, it couldn’t have happened without your family’s consent."

"So their crimes aren’t light either."

"How we feel about it doesn’t matter—what’s important is whether you’ve recognized your mistakes."

"Go home and discuss it among yourselves." Zhang Yu lobbed the ball back to Liu Yuanchao’s court.

Hearing this, Liu Yuanchao instantly understood how exceptionally tricky this matter was.

Without knowing the opposing party’s price bottom line, how could he calculate an appropriate number? Liu Yuanchao was totally at a loss.

If he underpriced it, Zhang Yu certainly wouldn’t entertain the offer. If he overshot it, not only would Old Master Jiang and the others be distressed, but Liu Yuanchao himself would feel the sting of loss.

Returning home with a sulking expression, Liu Ke observed his appearance, curled his lip, and prepared to retreat to his room.

"Today Auntie and Uncle were released, and they’ve already reached an agreement with the opposite side."

What? An agreement was already reached? Liu Ke turned in surprise to look at Liu Yuanchao, who nodded. "Yes, it’s all finalized."

"The Jiang Family paid three thousand." Liu Yuanchao sighed softly.

Three thousand, just to get Jiang Dawei and his wife released—that much money? Liu Ke exhaled deeply, "Well, what else could be done?"

"After all, Auntie works at the supply and marketing cooperative. If she stayed out of work because of this and ended up imprisoned again, they’d lose their jobs."

"We don’t know whether Grandfather and the others can even get out."

"And if they can’t, whether their jobs could even be kept." Liu Ke’s face wore a tense expression, but truthfully, he didn’t feel a shred of panic.

After all, whether Liu Dashan had work or not had nothing to do with their household—he wouldn’t share any benefits with them anyway.

Hearing this, Liu Yuanchao suddenly grew anxious. That’s right—if there were no jobs, there’d be no retirement pension.

With personalities like Feng Lan’s family, they definitely wouldn’t look after Old Master Jiang in his old age.

Thinking of this, Liu Yuanchao set aside his grievances over such a small amount of money; as long as they could get the people out, everything else could be discussed later.

"By the way, Big Brother, my father was innocently dragged into this mess. I know Grandfather must have told you where his money is kept."

"Don’t even think about pulling my father into it."

"Without my father’s job, my family is solely dependent on my mother to support us. If you come after my dad, I won’t hold back—after all, everyone knows GWH’s standing."

After threatening Liu Yuanchao, Liu Ke happily returned to his room.

That bastard. Watching Liu Ke’s retreating back, Liu Yuanchao felt an urge to curse. Already tight on money, he’d now been dealt yet another blow.

But he didn’t dare gamble; if this matter escalated, even a letter of forgiveness from Zhang Yu wouldn’t save them.