Transmigration: On the Gossip Front
Chapter 797 - 798: 60s Siheyuan 46_1

Chapter 797: Chapter 798: 60s Siheyuan 46_1

Beg for mercy? "When I first got thrown in there, they wanted me to write a letter of understanding, but I said I didn’t know how."

"Anyway, let the law decide what it decides, otherwise, they’ll think my family is easy to bully."

"Speaking of which." A colleague from the finance department who had excused themselves to use the restroom but actually went outside for a stroll to catch up on the latest news, sauntered back in.

"I heard something big happened in your courtyard again yesterday?" The colleague originally thought that the quiet quadrangle would remain quiet for a while longer, but to their surprise, new trouble had cropped up in just a few days.

Zhang Yu knew she couldn’t keep it secret, "Yes, Sha Zhu and I had a fight yesterday, and I won."

Zhang Yu stated this very calmly, making everyone gasp in shock.

Although they had suspected that Sha Zhu, so-called War God, was a bit inflated, when it came to body size, Zhang Yu was indeed much smaller than Sha Zhu.

And since men are stronger than women, how could she have easily overpowered Sha Zhu?

"My dad is Zhang Hao." Instead of explaining further, she simply mentioned her father’s name, "My sisters and I have been training with my dad since we were little."

Right, of course, they remembered Zhang Yu had mentioned this before, but they hadn’t taken it seriously.

Now they felt they had to re-evaluate and upgrade their impression of Zhang Yu’s fighting abilities.

Someone didn’t understand, "If you’re so formidable, why does the Jia Family still bully you?"

Anyone with a functioning brain would know that Zhang Yu was not someone to be trifled with, so why would they eye her family’s house? Could it be that they really were brainless?

That, well, wasn’t something impossible to talk about, "My dad once fought Sha Zhu, and he lost to him."

"My dad has been teaching us since we were little, so they probably thought that since Sha Zhu could easily defeat my dad, dealing with me would be a piece of cake."

"They just never considered that my dad, after all, is Sha Zhu’s elder and it was just a sparring match, no need to go all out."

"So Sha Zhu was taken by surprise." Zhang Yu helplessly spread her hands, "They just never thought that my dad is a long-haul truck driver."

"As a driver for so many years, imagine how many bad guys he’s caught."

"If he weren’t strong, how could he have dealt with those people?"

"Some people just lack brains, and there’s no helping that." Regarding those without brains, Zhang Yu could only say it was an innate problem that couldn’t be cured.

Everyone laughed. They had been curious whether Sha Zhu really had such strong fighting skills, knowing that Zhang Hao could even stand his ground against those in the security department when it came to fighting.

Now they realized that Zhang Hao hadn’t been serious at all in his fight with Sha Zhu, "This ’War God’ truly is overrated."

"Initially, my dad thought it’s the younger generation, let them have their way, no need to be too serious."

"But he really thought he was great. Yesterday, he issued a challenge; a fight was inevitable, so might as well finish it sooner."

After talking so much, really quite dried up, Zhang Yu took her water cup to go fill it up, and then she was ready to get to work.

"Right, I heard that you guys also turned down a donation yesterday?" It reminded them to ask another question.

"Of course, the Jia Family isn’t truly out of money. They don’t meet the criteria for the needy, so they can’t accept donations."

"Even if they are below the poverty line, that’s an issue for the community office; they can go work."

"Why should we, the ones who can’t get enough to eat, donate to these plump and well-fed people of the Jia Family who just have to say they are poor and have a hard life?"

"If they dare not refund the money, I’m going to the street committee to report their fraudulent fundraising," Zhang Yu snorted coldly.

"And there will be additional compensation." In any case, I must seize the moral high ground, "If there was really no problem with the donations, why would Yi Zhonghai agree to a refund?"

"When Old Jia passed away, the factory gave compensation, and once Jia Dongxu started working, even an apprentice’s wages were enough for them to spend."

"Not to mention, Yi Zhonghai took care of the mother and son normally."

"These two years have been even better. With Sha Zhu taking packed meals home, they saved on expenses. With monthly costs of over thirty yuan, how much could they really use?"

"There are clearly others in the compound who struggle more, yet they haven’t asked for donations, and Yi Zhonghai turned a blind eye to them, not offering a hint of support."

"Anyway, even the favored ones in the courtyard compounds don’t get as much bias as Yi Zhonghai shows. The Jia Family and Sha Zhu take advantage of it, got away with hitting people, and still managed to suppress it all."

"A simple apology would be enough; if anyone fought back, well, then they would be the ones needing to compensate."

The original host always felt it was bad to speak ill of the courtyard. Everyone thought that under Yi Zhonghai’s management, the courtyard was well governed, but now all was laid bare.

People knew there were issues with the courtyard even before, otherwise there wouldn’t have been incidents like grabbing houses; turns out there were many problems.

"Why haven’t you gone to the street director?" In this era, people are reluctant to turn to law enforcement, but they could go to the streets.

"Right, isn’t the courtyard’s management appointed by the street office?" Since the courtyard’s big shots do nothing, go to the street office.

"That’s true, but Yi Zhonghai always says to solve things internally and even calls the Deaf Old Lady in the courtyard an ancestor."

"I was young before and didn’t think too much, but now, however I think about it, something feels off."

Yi Zhonghai often pushes the Deaf Old Lady forward, doesn’t he? Then it’s time to take down his backing.

"What? We should respect our elders, but what’s this about an ancestor?" someone exclaimed in shock.

"Yi Zhonghai said it, we should listen to the old lady’s words."

"If anyone doesn’t listen, well, they’d be called out in a big meeting, criticized as being ungrateful and disobedient."

"Of course, now I am that ungrateful person," Zhang Yu said with self-mockery. "Luckily, I’m about to be independent from the courtyard compound. From here on out, ah, I won’t have to deal with that mess anymore."

After getting a cup of water, Zhang Yu returned to her workstation to continue working. After all, the bait was already cast—how it would unfold wasn’t something she could control.

Even if no one stood up, it didn’t matter; Yi Zhonghai’s reputation would be slowly eroded bit by bit.

Thanks to her efforts, Yi Zhonghai’s status in the courtyard had already begun to shift. Otherwise, when she demanded a refund from the Jia Family yesterday and nobody spoke up, it had already shown where she stood.

The workday was busy, but fortunately, the weekend was near. However, the weekend would also be hectic, busy with packing things up as the house was about to be renovated.

As the end-of-work bell was about to ring, Zhang Yu grabbed her bag and left, with no intention of staying for overtime.

While she was distracted, someone from the Personnel Department barged in, "Zhang Yu, have you already given up your dad’s job?"

Zhang Yu made a sound of realization, actually contemplating why no one had approached her today, questioning about the job she sold.

Waiting and waiting, and only now did she find out—they had just reported for duty here. Zhang Yu was stunned.

The news from the Personnel Department left everyone in the office dumbfounded. Without anyone approaching Zhang Yu these days, could it be that they didn’t want Zhang Hao’s job?

Of course they wanted it, but they didn’t want to accept the price she set, hoping to press her down.