Transmigration: On the Gossip Front-Chapter 1814 - 1815: Eldest Granddaughter of the Wealthy Family 78

Chapter 1814: Chapter 1815: Eldest Granddaughter of the Wealthy Family 78

Listening to the exam results over the phone, Zhang Yu was truly stunned.

During turbulent times for the Zhang Family, she had hoped that, no matter what, she could achieve a good score. Perhaps then Zhang Fugui would be happy enough to celebrate.

There was no choice. With Zhang Yutong’s big brother running off with money, the Zhang Family suffered substantial losses. The media required smoothing over, and so did the leadership.

Exactly how much was spent, Zhang Yu didn’t know. In any case, Zhang Hujuan, the head of company finances, hadn’t stopped complaining.

Spending a large sum to avert disaster left Zhang Fugui very unhappy. Even more so, because old friends weren’t backing him.

Mr. Zhang hadn’t gathered with old friends for some time. Zhang Yu knew that if her exam scores were good, given his temperament, he would certainly celebrate grandly.

Zhang Yu really gave it her all during the exam and finally, thanks to her efforts, she achieved the top science score in the city.

Although not the top in the province, she still ranked third in the province, which made the school very happy. They stayed up all night writing large posters.

Zhang Fugui was so shocked by Zhang Yu’s excellent results that he stared blankly at the steward, "Did I, did I hear wrong?"

The steward was actually in a daze even now. Knowing previously that Zhang Yu’s scores weren’t ideal, and that they’d hired top teachers for a last sprint, he anticipated her college entrance exam scores wouldn’t be bad. But he didn’t expect them to be so good.

"School leaders have already called to congratulate, and the media wants to interview." The steward recalled a big matter.

When school leaders called to congratulate, Zhang Fugui didn’t care at all. A top exam scorer from the school was certainly cause for celebration.

But he hadn’t expected the media reporters would come to interview. This delighted Mr. Zhang immensely, "Prepare well."

"This time, we must throw a lavish banquet."

"I’ll invite all those old fellows." It’s not Zhang Fugui showing off, but the children of old friends, even those with good scores, didn’t get results as good as hers.

"City first, province third, we must throw a lavish banquet." Zhang Fugui emphasized again.

The steward glanced at the jubilant Zhang Fugui and recalled a previous matter, "Um, sir, you once promised that if we throw this banquet, all the gift money would go to Miss Yu."

Originally, the banquet scope wouldn’t have been large, more like family and relatives, since reciprocation is frequent. But now that the scope expanded, the level of the feast must remain high, meaning big expenses, yet all the gift money still going to Zhang Yu meant several hundred thousand spent.

Zhang Fugui remembered this issue. He didn’t want to spend so much money, but there was no choice, "Our family has already been through too much; Old Zhang Family has truly become their laughingstock."

"The Zhang Family really needs a big joyous event to bounce back."

"This time, the scale shouldn’t be small. We must do it even better." Zhang Fugui instructed the steward, "If anyone has objections, let them come to me."

"Anyway, don’t scrimp. I’ll cover those expenses." Zhang Fugui no longer wanted to hear Zhang Hujuan’s so-called advice for the good of the company and the family; he just didn’t want to hear.

The steward acknowledged, "Oh, by the way, you should ask Little Yu if she wants to invite school teachers and classmates."

Knowing that she had informed Zhang Fugui about the result, Zhang Yu only needed to wait for his notice and earn a nice sum. She was, all in all, quite calm.

What she hadn’t anticipated was the grand scale Mr. Zhang planned to use the opportunity for celebration, which far exceeded her expectations.

While surprised, Zhang Yu felt it was quite normal. Given the previous commotion, Zhang Fugui, having lost face for a long time, hadn’t returned to the social scene.

Now, with such a good opportunity, he could return triumphantly, letting everyone know that the Zhang Family is rich in talent.

Zhang Hujuan and others knew Zhang Hai planned to host a grand banquet for Zhang Yu, especially after hearing from the steward about the high level of the banquet, and they all became envious.

They felt Zhang Fugui might be treating Zhang Yu too well. They acknowledged Zhang Yu’s high exam scores, and understood Mr. Zhang’s intentions to celebrate, but didn’t comprehend why he ignored the banquet costs entirely.

Even with gift money, outsiders might think Zhang Fugui was quite pleased with Zhang Yu and wanted to groom her as a successor.

Zhang Fugui knew they harbored thoughts and displeasures, and called them to the office to inform them, "This time, all received gift money will go to Zhang Yu."

What? Zhang Hujuan was already questioning how Zhang Yu deserved such a high-level banquet for her exam celebration. Even Fu Yun’s wedding didn’t have such a large scale, leaving her very unbalanced and not pleased.

Originally thinking it couldn’t be worse, she now found out there was an even worse situation, "Dad, Dad, what did you say?"

"Did my ears fail, or how could I hear something so impossible?" Zhang Hujuan felt something must be wrong with her hearing.

Zhang Hai was also dumbfounded. Right now, he was truly short of money, in all kinds of shortages. The losses of Zhang’s needed him to cover them, which meant he used upcoming company dividends to repay the debt.

Initially, he was indifferent, thinking it was just moving from left hand to right hand. Surely the old man would secretly help; he wasn’t afraid of it.

But the result was that the promissory note needed to be written by him, including an interest charge of ten percent annually. Remembering when he wrote the note, the old man insisted on including interest, which left him very frustrated.

Further, the old man hadn’t given a dime, with the reason being to have him properly remember the lesson this time.

Zhang Hai was unhappy, all kinds of unhappy. The car expenses for Zhang Yutong needed to be paid out of his own pocket, with no company support.

His salary was reduced, reasoning that the wages of headquarters executives and subsidiary executives differ.

Monthly pay was cut by a third. Previously, he didn’t care about this at all. Who would rely on such meager salary for living when there were plenty of sources of money?

Noticing now, working at the clothing export company, both his salary and bonuses had decreased.

During seasonal changes, he planned to switch clothes. Each year when the season changes, he buys clothes in City S and places like that; if time permits, he visits Harbor City.

This time, he gave up. He didn’t visit Harbor City; even at local malls, he only bought a couple of items. Not that he didn’t want to, but his funds were limited.

He hadn’t expected that while he was living frugally, the old man planned to celebrate lavishly for Zhang Yu. Who could be happy about that? Really, impossible to be happy.