Transmigration: On the Gossip Front
Chapter 248 True or False First Love 48_1

Chapter 248: Chapter 248 True or False First Love 48_1

But soon she felt that she was overthinking, even if Zhou Lina did cause trouble, so what?

Next year she wouldn’t be working anymore, and whatever happened in the finance department would have nothing to do with her; her goal was to teach Zhou Lina well enough to take over the job.

She had been worried before that if all else failed, she could let Accountant Yang take over—though a bit negligent, at least she had worked in the finance department for a few years.

But Accountant Xiao insisted on not having her, and from this recruitment, he had chosen Zhou Lina, insisting that she would definitely be competent.

Accountant Feng had not taken this seriously before, but now, thinking it over, she had accepted it—otherwise, why could Accountant Xiao become the head of the finance department, while she could not?

Just in terms of judging people, she was really far behind.

Accountant Yang, listening to Zhou Lina clattering away on the abacus, also felt very dissatisfied, constantly reassuring herself that being good at the abacus did not guarantee accurate data.

After work, Zhou Lina would take a bunch of data home to work on, leaving some utterly astonished.

They exclaimed how heavy the workload of the finance department was; otherwise, why would a newcomer who clearly knew nothing be assigned so much work?

Zhou Xuan, too, was stunned by the documents Zhou Lina brought home, "This, this, sis, are you working overtime?"

Zhou Lina’s face was the color of bitter greens, "Yes, I have to work overtime."

"I have to work overtime today, and tomorrow too." What Zhou Lina was now worried about was, "I’m just afraid that by the time I get off work on Wednesday, there’ll be a lot more I need to verify."

If that really happened, it would truly be overwhelming. Before now, Zhou Lina really would have liked to just quit and walk away.

For such a meager salary, having to hustle so much was truly exploiting.

But now, she really didn’t dare; without a job, she would become an unemployed drifter, someone who would need to go to the countryside as part of the "Down to the Countryside Movement".

And so, Zhou Lina busied herself with calculations at work and after work, and by hurriedly rushing, she somehow managed to finish everything before getting off work on Wednesday.

Accountant Feng, looking at the work Zhou Lina had submitted, commented, "The speed is good."

Then she instructed another accountant to verify it, "Cost is very important; a mistake at any step can mean a big difference in the cost."

"It’s usually cross-verified by two people," Accountant Feng explained briefly, indicating it really wasn’t personal against Zhou Lina.

Zhou Lina understood that it was because of the great importance that cost accounting held a relatively high status in the finance department.

Just when she thought she could take a breath, another pile of documents came down, almost as much as the ones she had handed in that morning.

"Finish by Saturday when we get off work?" Zhou Lina estimated the time, guessing it must be by then.

Accountant Feng hummed a response, "Yes, before we finish work on Saturday."

Zhou Lina was speechless, what could she do? If she had known earlier that being a cost accountant would be so busy, she really would have preferred to be a cashier accountant, which really was more relaxing and convenient.

But now, crying and begging to change positions would be too late, and since she had been doing so well, opting for a cashier’s role now would almost certainly have someone call her a fool.

Only by working as a cost accountant was there the possibility of further advancement.

Even though Zhou Lina hadn’t planned on staying at the steel factory for long, since she would definitely leave after the college entrance examination was restored.

But as long as she was still working there, she needed to continue to work diligently.

Zhou Lina’s employment in the finance department of the steel factory was something neither Zhang Shifen nor Zhou Lina had thought to inform Zhou Dajiang about.

Yet they had found out the news, and the Zhou Family was not surprised at all that Zhou Lina could pass the exam.

What surprised them was that she had been assigned to the finance department.

"What’s so good about that? She still has to work overtime every day, bringing work home," scoffed Yang Zhaodi, "She, well, she’s just good at studying."

"In other respects, she’s really not up to par. If she marries well in her department, couldn’t she ask for advice and get everything done within the workplace?"

"Whoever heard of a finance worker just starting out being this busy."

Yang Zhaodi would certainly not wish for Zhou Lina to do well, because the better she did, the more her own family would become the butt of everyone’s jokes.

Zhou Dahai and the others shared the same sentiment; the better Zhou Lina did, the more they lost face.

When Zhou Hong learned that Zhou Lina was bringing work home every day, he went to find out more, and truly, what you don’t know won’t hurt you.

"Zhou Lina didn’t start out as a cashier in the finance department, she went straight to being a cost accountant," Zhou Hong said, bitterness evident in his voice.

Cost accountant? The people present didn’t have the slightest understanding of what that meant.

Zhou Hong didn’t expect them to understand; if they did, would he still need to explain anything?

"Given Zhou Lina’s current position and her age, provided she doesn’t make any mistakes,"

"if she were to pursue further education, the position of finance department manager at the steel factory is almost certainly hers."

Zhou Hong had been working for so many years, just hoping to become a team leader. To be able to retire as a big team leader would indeed be quite an achievement.

But to his surprise, Zhou Lina might very well become the finance department manager, which truly scared Zhou Hong.

What? The crowd exclaimed in shock, "Finance department manager?"

"How is that possible, with her age."

"Exactly, plus her temperament isn’t that good."

They really didn’t want Zhou Lina to become the manager; otherwise, they would definitely be the butt of everyone’s jokes.

"Xiao Hong, is this your own analysis or something you heard?" Old Master Zhou stopped the crowd from speaking and asked a key question.

"I heard it from others, but Grandpa, I think it makes sense," Xiao Hong responded.

"Both the current finance manager at the steel factory and the former one got the job from being cost accountants."

"I asked about the finance manager at the machinery factory, and it’s the same—they were promoted from being a cost accountant."

"You all know what her dad and her mom are like," he continued.

"She’s not stupid; she learns things quickly."

"The current manager is very demanding, speaking only through their work."

"It’s said that since Zhou Lina started working there, she hasn’t been reprimanded even once."

Zhou Hong had been working for so many years, and he was still reprimanded by the leadership from time to time. "You must have been reprimanded by the leadership too, right?"

Although they didn’t want to admit it, both Zhou Dahai and Zhou Dajiang, as well as that wily Yang Zhaodi, didn’t have an easy life.

Any little mistake would be pointed out by the leadership directly, regardless of whether colleagues were around or not—they truly didn’t give them any face.

"So, you’re saying Zhou Lina might become the finance department manager?" Zhou Hong couldn’t help but sigh at the thought.

"If Zhou Juan hadn’t schemed against her in the first place, and they were still on good terms as sisters, her life now..."

Zhou Hong had figured it out; the root cause of the rift between Zhou Lina and her mother was mostly due to Zhou Juan.

When Yang Zhaodi thought of her daughter Zhou Juan, she felt her teeth itch with hatred, "The harbinger of doom."

"I should never have been soft-hearted and kept her."

"Now look, she hasn’t brought any benefits to the family, but has instead put us in this situation."

The more Yang Zhaodi thought about it, the angrier she became, wishing she could teach Zhou Juan a lesson or two, "Hmph, if that wretched girl writes home complaining about how hard it is over there, don’t even think about offering her help."