Transmigration: On the Gossip Front
Chapter 790 - 791: 60s Siheyuan 39_1

Chapter 790: Chapter 791: 60s Siheyuan 39_1

Zhang Yu had no idea about Sha Zhu’s thoughts, and seeing the full plate of food, her mood improved significantly.

Everyone glanced at Zhang Yu’s food container and then at their own. Well, it was only a little bit more.

"Sha Zhu is pretty good, huh? He even gave you extra food," someone couldn’t help but comment.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yu’s eyebrows furrowed, "Good to me?"

"If he was really good to me, could he have shaken the ladle yesterday?" Zhang Yu coldly snorted with no courtesy, "He’s probably worried I might target him again."

Sha Zhu wasn’t actually foolish and knew he couldn’t handle her on his own, so he had switched tactics.

"He’s just a bully who is afraid of the tough. If you really got fierce and completely overpowered him, he would surely become honest."

Zhang Yu didn’t mind how Sha Zhu would feel after hearing this, or whether he would deny it altogether.

What she was thinking about now was the small discrepancy she found in the warehouse accounts this morning. However, she was very suspicious of this issue—it felt as if it was a mistake deliberately made for someone to discover.

Of course, it was also possible that it was a genuine miscalculation, which was not without possibility.

Or maybe it was a way to draw attention away from a real issue, by suggesting this particular entry, in hopes that finance wouldn’t pursue an investigation beyond this minor discrepancy.

It was indeed stressful, but she had no choice but to investigate, as it might be related to the cause of the original host’s death, which the original host was unaware of.

Now that she was aware of it, she naturally couldn’t neglect to avenge the original host.

Zhang Yu didn’t rest well during the noon break and wondered if it was due to reflecting on the original host’s memories too much. She even dreamed of the original host lying on the ground covered in blood.

After some thought, she couldn’t figure out the reason and didn’t bother to ponder further. Being vigilant at all times was what mattered.

So far, she hadn’t heard any news about itinerant workers near the factory. When female workers returned home after working late, everything had been quiet and peaceful.

Had those people not noticed Zhang Yu’s subtle actions, so they didn’t make any further plans, or had they noticed and were waiting for the best opportunity?

Zhang Yu didn’t care anymore. Overtime was out of the question—how busy could the financial department get with overtime?

As a newbie, if the finance department or the cost accounting finance staff worked overtime, her doing the same wouldn’t be conspicuous. But if she were the only one working late, it would seem out of place to anyone.

Zhang Yu went to and from work every day without anyone inquiring about work-related matters, which made her curious about how everyone could remain so composed.

Were they planning to join forces and coerce her into selling the job at a low price through a united front?

It was true, after all, that the transport team, unlike other jobs, couldn’t afford to have vacancies for too long as it would delay the steel rolling mill’s operation.

Zhang Yu understood now. She guessed that probably a section chief from the technical department wanted the job. Seeing her disobedience and unwillingness to even consider a price of 400.

When the time came, the other party would directly pull strings to maneuver someone into the transport team, and as for the job in her hands, it would be just a mundane steel rolling mill position.

It was one of those positions without a fixed role. Yet, Zhang Yu knew that such an unfixed role job could easily be sold,

But if it could be sold for a high price, why not sell it for a high price?

Since those people intended to block her path, Zhang Yu was resolute. She passed by the Moon Gate on her way out of work and confirmed Director Wang was still in the office.

"Director Wang hasn’t left work yet." Zhang Yu knocked on the office door.

Director Wang looked up and saw her with a look of surprise, "Zhang Yu, what brings you here today?"

Looking at the documents on the office desk, he knew there was still a lot of work to do and didn’t want to delay further, "Director Wang, are there still people asking for my dad’s job quota on your end?"

Director Wang was a bit surprised, "Has no one approached you for a talk until now?"

Last time, hadn’t he heard that many people at the steel-rolling factory were eyeing Zhang Hao’s job? How could it be that nobody had sought Zhang Yu out for so long after she started working there?

Zhang Yu had her suspicions but couldn’t voice them, "I don’t know either. Last time, Director Wang, you told me to give priority to the steel-rolling factory."

"But none of them have approached me for a talk, and I can’t delay the job vacancy my dad left behind for too long."

Director Wang got the point — it was about not wanting to shell out the money. A driver’s job, especially at such a good unit like the steel-rolling factory, was really sought after for its perks.

"Are you sure?" Director Wang did have a candidate in mind, which he had to reluctantly give up before.

And now, to think that those people would stoop to pulling off schemes against a kid...

Zhang Yu nodded, "Yes, I really want to get the house renovated quickly so that it can be separated from the courtyard."

Director Wang took a deep breath, "Alright, I’ll find someone to talk to tonight."

"His old man is skilled in carpentry, and they have relatives who are bricklayers, working at the housing management bureau."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yu was of course more than willing — they were professionals, and since they worked at such an institution, materials would not be a problem.

After settling the job arrangement with Director Wang, Zhang Yu rode her bike home, feeling absolutely delightful.

Sha Zhu had been undergoing ideological education in recent days and couldn’t keep turning up late as before. If he wasn’t working on little side jobs, he could get home early.

In short, he had to clock in and out at the set times every day, which really made him irritated. But there was no choice; now, it wasn’t just the canteen director who had issues with him — everyone there was dissatisfied with him.

This led to an unexpected encounter between the two at the entrance of the courtyard. Seeing Zhang Yu, Sha Zhu huffed displeasedly.

It was all because of her that now he couldn’t even bring food home, and Sister Qin had obviously lost weight.

"Huff what? Why can’t you deliver meals to Qin Huairu’s family anymore, you lovesick pup? Is that why you’re in a bad mood?"

"No problem, you could just save some of your own rations," Zhang Yu said, cutting in front of Sha Zhu and pushing her bicycle into the courtyard.

"Also, I don’t like hearing someone huff at me. Otherwise, I really wouldn’t mind teaching you a lesson or two," Zhang Yu said as she pushed her bike into her own yard.

Looking at the empty Moon Gate, she thought about how her place was about to be renovated and that soon they would have a place to live. Not bad, not bad at all — she felt really good.

Sometimes, Sha Zhu thought about getting into a fight with Zhang Yu and then overpowering her, to see how she’d bounce back after that.

But he was also worried. What if this girl’s fighting abilities far surpassed his own and she easily took care of him?

Then Damao would undoubtedly boast at the steel-rolling factory about how he had been easily overpowered by Zhang Yu.

No good, he had to keep fit. Sha Zhu remembered those storytellers under Sky Bridge talking about martial arts experts; they always trained their bodies regularly.

Suddenly, a lightbulb went on in his head, and he felt he should also train to improve his fighting skills.

That way, he could easily deal with Zhang Yu and see how she could bully the kind-hearted Qin Huairu in the future.

With this in mind, Sha Zhu suddenly felt energized and flexed his arm at Zhang Yu, "I’ll definitely beat you."