Transmigration: On the Gossip Front
Chapter 1141 - 1142: The Unwelcome True Daughter 85

Chapter 1141: Chapter 1142: The Unwelcome True Daughter 85

After Zhang Yu returned to Harbor City, she kept a close eye on the Song family’s situation, especially on Song Weikang’s condition.

Until he was resuscitated, though his health wasn’t great and he couldn’t endure any more blows, it could only be said that his vitality was truly strong.

As for the long-anticipated compensation case, there’s been no follow-up all along. It’s unclear if they didn’t file a lawsuit or if it was dismissed by the court.

In any case, it ended just like that, abruptly.

Zhang Yu was very curious and wanted to know what the Song family would do next.

It wasn’t just her who was curious; everyone else was curious too, all waiting for the Song family to make a move and also to see how Zhang Yu would respond.

Zhang Yu learned from Fu Jie that many people had placed bets on the outcome.

When Zhang Yu found out, she could only say that these wealthy young people truly had too much free time, even to gamble on this; if they spent this time learning something, it would be worthwhile.

Zhang Yu knew that the Song family might be holding back, preparing to make a big move at the right time.

Zhang Yu felt that she needed to remain vigilant and be ready for battle at any moment.

She waited and waited, but instead of the Song family making a move, she received a call from Song Weikang.

Of course, Zhang Yu knew that Song Weikang had woken up. This old guy immediately gave interviews upon awakening, and then directly restructured Song’s enterprises.

Many of the underperforming Song enterprises were abandoned straightaway.

The people who sold out Song’s information during Song’s most difficult times were all kicked out of Song’s—not just kicked out but directly split off, with those abandoned companies given to them.

Song Shijian, the current Song Corporation CEO, now holds only the two most core industries of the Song’s.

Just from this operation by Song Weikang, one had to admit that the older, the wiser.

He completely dismantled Song’s, calming everyone’s anger, while whether they were satisfied was not something Old Master Song cared about.

Listening to the waiting tones on the line, Song Weikang felt anxious too. After waking, learning about the actions of his ungrateful descendants, he was so furious he almost wished he hadn’t been resuscitated and just passed on.

Since he was still around and could continue to stand firm, what else could Song Weikang do but clean up the mess?

The situation being what it was, he had to let go of what needed letting go, including industries and ungrateful descendants.

Having solved these problems, but the biggest issue of the Song family remained; Old Master Song knew that among those targeting the Song family now, besides the group led by Song Ziming’s former Yue family, there was also Zhang Yu.

What could Song Weikang do, say that their descendants were brainless? But their motive was to get money to save Song’s.

Saying Zhang Yu was in the wrong, she hadn’t taken a penny from Song’s, yet Song family members asked her for thirty million US dollars; who would be willing?

What enraged Song Weikang was that Zhang Yu would actually make a move against Song’s; the dire current state of Song’s, Zhang Yu indeed contributed significantly.

Song Weikang just wanted to talk to Zhang Yu, to resolve some matters in hopes of reaching reconciliation, which would be the best outcome.

Looking at her buzzing phone for a long time, Zhang Yu considered for a moment and picked up: Hello.

Listening to Zhang Yu’s businesslike tone, Song Weikang replied: Hello, this is Song Weikang.

Zhang Yu: Hello, Old Master Song, you’ve recovered well.

Song Weikang: Thanks, I managed to pull through this trial.

Zhang Yu: Congratulations, congratulations.

Knowing it was impossible to wait for Zhang Yu to speak first, Song Weikang decided to bring it up himself: I heard there were some unpleasantness before.

Zhang Yu: It’s okay, they’re all juniors anyway, how could I blame them.

Zhang Yu outright referred to the Song family members as juniors; from a business standpoint, there was absolutely no problem with Zhang Yu saying this.

Song Weikang’s eye twitched—did this girl see herself on the same level as Song Shijian? Or maybe even on his own level.

Song Weikang: Our family had many issues before, and Song Ziming’s former Yue family allied with a group of people.

Zhang Yu was quite impolite: That’s quite admirable. For Song Ziming, taking advantage yet accomplishing nothing, they managed to hold on for so long, showing commendable patience.

Zhang Yu: If it were me, I’d have blown the matter up sooner. Whoever doesn’t let me have a good time, I’m sorry, I won’t let them have a good time either.

Zhang Yu: Did he really think he is a big deal? Just because he succeeded in entrepreneurship, does no one else succeed?

Zhang Yu: If he was that awesome, don’t make so many demands, just don’t get married, then the matter would’ve come to light sooner. Why not say ’no face’ before marriage but insist post-marriage, demanding compensation from the Yue family.

Zhang Yu: Compensation offered, yet still not treating the woman well.

Zhang Yu: What is this? The upper beam is not straight, and the lower beam is crooked.

Zhang Yu: I truly wasn’t surprised that the Song family asked me for prenatal compensation, only surprised it came to 30 million US dollars.

Zhang Yu clicked her tongue: A bride from a wealthy family nurturing a pregnancy is just how much; your family’s nurturing is that expensive.

Zhang Yu: I genuinely want to know how much Tang Fu spent during her pregnancy with Song Ziming.

Of course, Zhang Yu added: I checked the Song family’s assets at that time, barely a few tens of millions worth.

Knowing the moment that Song Weikang woke up, Zhang Yu knew he would call her. She had long been prepared, with previous investigation materials printed out and carried with her.

It was perfect timing to help Song Weikang recall, who was absolutely startled although he couldn’t remember exact figures, but it was more or less like that.

Unexpectedly, this girl Zhang Yu still remembered.

Zhang Yu read out the data: Old Master Song, these figures shouldn’t be wrong, right?

Of course, Song Weikang couldn’t admit it and could only chuckle along.

Zhang Yu: Everyone’s been hustling, let’s not beat around the bush; the Song family’s rudeness ensures that I must recoup my costs, otherwise, I’d surely be the fool here.

Zhang Yu: By the way, I didn’t know Song Shijian and Tang Fu’s bank card numbers, so I couldn’t directly transfer the money.

Zhang Yu: But don’t worry, I’ve already conveyed a ten million check through a lawyer.

Zhang Yu: Consider it repayment of the life debt, so don’t bring it up again.

Song Weikang never expected Zhang Yu would actually repay that money: No need, really no need.

He knew that if the money was accepted, the Song family’s future reputation would indeed be a great joke.

The current Song Weikang truly wanted to kick out a certain ungrateful descendant; he had never seen anyone so foolish and lacking perspective.

Zhang Yu: The money must be returned, after all, when I was in Tang Fu’s womb, it did cost quite a penny.

Zhang Yu: At the same time, I made a donation in Tang Fu’s name of twenty million Renminbi to the Chunlei Plan; I remember Lady Song often did charity.

Song Weikang didn’t expect Zhang Yu to be so direct in slapping faces, he wanted to say that there wasn’t a need to donate the twenty million, it would be better given to Song’s.

But those words couldn’t possibly come out, for if people found out, rumors about Song family’s bankruptcy would resurface.