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Transmigration: On the Gossip Front-Chapter 94 No House Female Match _1
Chapter 94: Chapter 94 No House Female Match 94_1
Zhang Xin, since she found out that Wang Yun was participating in the competition and had won a sizeable cash prize, became especially concerned.
After learning the results, she hurriedly searched online to see how much the prize money was, and upon seeing it was ten thousand.
Zhang Xin’s entire being fell into a state of despair, kept screaming and shouting, and such a condition made Du Xia, who had just arrived home, very worried.
She quickly put down the groceries for dinner she just bought and hugged Zhang Xin tightly, "What’s wrong, what’s wrong?"
"Is it because Zhang Yu and her daughter provoked you?" Ever since Du Xia learned about Zhang Xin’s humiliating encounter with Zhang Yu, she had come to despise both Zhang Yu and Wang Yun.
She felt it unfair that Zhang Yu, already so wealthy, and Wang Yun, able to earn a large sum of money by participating in competitions, hardly needed her investment.
Why couldn’t they support Zhang Xin a little? Clearly, the girl was talented and capable, otherwise, she wouldn’t have been admitted to an international prestigious school.
If Zhang Xin could just complete her university studies, it was apparent her prospects would be bright, and then she could look after Zhang Yu and her daughter somewhat.
Du Xia had always looked down on Wang Yun, even though her grades were good, and she frequently won substantial prize money in competitions.
But what of it? The girl was reticent and unsociable; how could such a person thrive and fit into society?
In school, of course, grades spoke for themselves, but once you enter society and become part of it, it’s about whether you can adapt to social life.
"Do you know, Mom, the competition Wang Yun just went to, she won a place again, and the cash prize was ten thousand."
Zhang Xin said this, crying, "Why is she so amazing?"
"I was supposed to be the most talented, the most promising one in the Zhang family, how come there’s now her?"
Zhang Xin had already been dissatisfied with Zhang Yu adopting a child, and ever since the adoption, Zhang Yu hadn’t cared for them at all.
Always taking Wang Yun out, nurturing her in various ways, everyone had already forgotten the fact that Wang Yun was adopted; whenever the most promising child of the Zhang family was spoken of, it was Wang Yun and still Wang Yun.
Zhang Xin suddenly grew anxious, "Mom, what if, what if she also studies finance in the future and enters the financial sector?"
"What if she does better than me?"
In terms of academic achievements, they couldn’t compare due to their age difference, but once they entered the workforce, everyone would see and certainly make assessments.
At that, Du Xia started to panic too, "No, no, that won’t happen."
Never mind, regardless, she had to calm Zhang Xin first; otherwise, if this continued, she would have no peace.
"You said it yourself, entering the field early, you get to network with more people."
"As for the younger aunt you’re worried about, even if she makes it domestically, how could she aid that wild girl?"
"She still has two years of high school, four years of university, three years of postgraduate studies—that’s nine years. Xiao Xin, think about the time you need," Du Xia patiently analyzed.
Once Zhang Xin calculated, she was excited, "Mom, I can graduate in three years, I will be six years ahead of her in entering the workforce, she’ll just be a novice when she starts working."
"And I..." Zhang Xin straightened her back, "I will have already become a junior leader in the workplace, I can definitely beat her."
Right, abroad, even if Zhang Yu had connections, she couldn’t possibly help Wang Yun overseas.
Zhang Xin, who had been greatly upset by Zhang Yu and her daughter, suddenly perked up again, "Mom, since I’ve been admitted to an international prestigious school, shouldn’t we invite everyone out to dinner?"
"After all, if nothing unexpected happens after I go abroad this time, the next time I return should be the day I complete my studies."
"If I find a job there after graduation, maybe I won’t even come back to my country. I’ll just work there directly."
Even though she hadn’t left the country yet, Zhang Xin could predict that she would absolutely thrive abroad.
She would definitely do better than Zhang Yu, who had spent so many years without driving a luxury car or living in a mansion.
After working on Wall Street for a few years once she graduated, she could afford a mansion, drive luxury cars, vacation around the world, and maybe even buy a private jet if things went smoothly.
Indeed, the Zhang Xin of the past had thought about returning someday, but now she only dreamt of living a superior life abroad.
Du Xia was thinking that she could take this opportunity to make a large sum of money, even though the savings at home were enough for Zhang Xin to study abroad.
But that would hardly allow for a comfortable life, to say the least—things would be quite tight.
"Your uncle and his family are having a tough time, and your aunt has always been stingy."
What Du Xia didn’t say was that it all depended on how much money Zhang Dagu and his wife and Zhang Yu would give in red envelopes.
Of course, this significant matter had to be communicated to Zhang Shouhua; after finding out, he stared at Du Xia and her daughter for a long time, "Xiao Xin’s plane ticket is booked, and your grandparents are planning to go to Europe for a trip; they’ll be leaving in a few days."
"Do you think your grandparents will pay for this banquet, do you think Zhang Yu will pay?"
Ever since learning about what Zhang Xin said at Zhang Yu’s house that day, Zhang Shouhua could say that he had no status whatsoever in front of his sister Zhang Yu.
"How could she not pay?" Du Xia felt it wouldn’t make sense for Zhang Yu not to give money.
Looking at the still-hopeful Du Xia, Zhang Shouhua simply said, "She’ll invite you to dinner every other day to celebrate Wang Yun’s national exam ranking."
"You’re saying you won’t give a red envelope?"
"I can tell you, Xiao Yun just won a national gold award, and there will also be a celebration, so how much will you give as a gift?"
"You really can’t outdo her." Zhang Shouhua really didn’t understand. Even though it was all true, why did Du Xia insist on making a fuss.
"Just like my parents’ trip, don’t they want Zhang Yu to pay?"
"But they don’t dare to propose it; if they did, do you believe that Zhang Yu wouldn’t even take them with her?" Zhang Shouhua asked this question once, quite unintentionally.
"My parents, who are Zhang Yu’s biological parents, are treated this way; where do you think you can get strength from?"
"And..." Zhang Shouhua wanted to tell Du Xia to stop always talking about relying on Zhang Xin, her niece, in the future.
Given Zhang Xin’s advice on scheming against Zhang Yu, it could be said that the latter had long lost any fond feelings towards her.
Zhang Shouhua didn’t mention that Zhang Yu had also advised to think more for oneself, that it was good to nurture one’s daughter, but one must also leave something for oneself.
For instance, selling the house in China to help Zhang Xin buy a property abroad—Zhang Shouhua felt he would never do such a thing, after all, where would he live if he sold his house.
But watching Du Xia’s frantic behavior now, Zhang Shouhua thought that if Zhang Xin just slightly encouraged her, she would really stand on her daughter’s side.
Suddenly, Zhang Shouhua felt it was all so pointless, "If my parents don’t attend, don’t give a red envelope, and my brother won’t give much, you just think about the money for the banquet..."
Argh, thinking of Uncle and Aunt’s character, not to mention making money, there might indeed be no way to even recover the initial investment, leaving Du Xia no choice but to give up reluctantly.
Zhang Xin learned that the banquet wasn’t happening because the reason was again that Zhang Yu was going on a trip to Europe, which made her very angry.
Rather than investing in her, she preferred to go abroad for leisure, "Zhang Yu, one day, I’ll make you regret this."