Transmigration: On the Gossip Front-Chapter 1945 - 1946: Passerby Female Intellectual Youth 88

Chapter 1945: Chapter 1946: Passerby Female Intellectual Youth 88

Zhang Yu works in the financial department of the research institute and is really having an easy time. It might be because the atmosphere at the institute is quite good or perhaps because everyone thinks she’s just a little girl. Anyway, there’s nothing targeting her specifically.

Zhang Yu is responsible for expense reimbursements, and the work is quite light. If there’s any busy time, it’s just around payroll days when she also needs to help calculate salaries.

Most other times are genuinely very leisurely, so much so that Zhang Yu feels a bit embarrassed. As for the rest of her colleagues, some knit sweaters and such; not too many are chatting.

This cannot be compared to the financial department of the mechanical factory. At the end and beginning of each month, they’re so busy they practically run everywhere.

Only around mid-month can there be a brief rest, though there’s still quite a bit of busywork overall. Zhang Yu had prepared herself to be very busy, but who knew it would turn out to be so idle.

So Zhang Yu spends her time reading some finance-related books. What else could she do, knit sweaters all day?

The original owner didn’t know how to, and even if she did, there wouldn’t be yarn available for her; yarn requires coupons now and is really in demand. Aunt Yao is usually the one for that kind of work.

As for reading, if she were in the mechanical factory’s financial department, Zhang Yu believes someone would make snide comments. With over twenty people in the department, rumors spread easily, and many have backers. The department chief isn’t very assertive, unable to suppress the restless subordinates.

But here at the institute, everyone thinks reading is a good habit, perhaps because they’re all engaged in research and understand the importance of self-improvement.

Zhang Yu seriously reads her book. When someone comes for reimbursement, she handles it. If someone talks, she listens. Only when asked does she chime in with a few words.

Most importantly, they’ve observed that nothing said in the financial department is leaked outside, which they greatly appreciate.

They don’t want chitchat from the department spreading quickly. Even if it’s nothing major, it still makes people uncomfortable, especially with the current chaotic situation outside. A careless comment reaching the wrong ears can lead to trouble.

They find it normal for the little girl to read. She has a father in research, and after going to the countryside as an intellectual youth and suffering hardships, she’s now very earnest in her efforts—no problem at all.

Zhang Yu doesn’t mind the looks from colleagues; as long as no one asks her, she pretends not to notice.

Yao Ying rushed into the financial department. "Little Yu, Little Yu, your brother fainted." Yao Ying was obviously anxious.

What? Zhang Yu jumped up instantly. "Xiao Jie, Xiao Jie, he..." They had planned a strategy earlier, but with no news lately, Zhang Yu thought it might not come into play.

Who knew that some things are destined to happen.

"How could this happen?" Zhang Yu said this, but her hands were busy packing up her things, ready to go in a flash.

"Chief..." In such a big situation, she certainly must go, in case it’s real, Yao Ying might not be able to handle it alone.

Everyone in the institute knows a little about the Zhang Family’s situation, like their son’s health is not very good.

"Go," the department chief immediately picked up the phone to call the transportation team. "I’ll arrange a car for you."

It’s quite far from the research institute to the city, and there’s no bus at this hour. Relying on just the mother and daughter bicycling to the mechanical factory would take an unknown amount of time.

Zhang Yu didn’t expect the financial chief to arrange a vehicle to take them to the factory. "Thank you, thank you."

"None needed, the child’s in trouble, better to go quickly." The chief waved it off as a minor matter. "Old Zhang is on a business trip; the institute is obligated to take care of them somewhat."

"Also, if you can’t handle it, call me," the chief wrote down the office and home numbers on a piece of paper and handed it to Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu didn’t stand on ceremony, directly accepting the paper. Who knows what’s happening at the factory? If it’s out of control, just the mother and daughter would be at a real disadvantage.

"Thanks, Chief." After thanking him again, Zhang Yu pulled Yao Ying over to the vehicle team.

Arriving at the mechanical factory, Zhang Yu prepared to hop out when the factory’s security personnel came over. "Accountant Yao, Accountant Zhang has been sent to the hospital."

Upon hearing that Zhang Jie was sent to the hospital, Yao Ying quickly got back in the car. "Xiao Yuan, sorry for the trouble."

"No problem, Aunt Yao." Driver Xiao Yuan wouldn’t dare have objections; the finance chief is the research institute director’s wife, how could he complain?

The car stopped at the hospital entrance. Zhang Yu pulled Yao Ying out of the vehicle, with Driver Xiao Yuan sticking out his head. "Accountant Zhang, I’ll be at the hospital entrance if needed..."

After thinking it over, since he was already there, he decided to go in too. "Accountant Zhang, you go in first, and I’ll join after parking the car."

Yao Ying hesitated for a moment but then rushed inside, and Zhang Yu didn’t stand on ceremony. "Thank you, Brother Yuan."

Charging into the hospital and seeing the bustling scene, Yao Ying felt a bit at a loss and wasn’t sure how to proceed in finding someone.

Zhang Yu grabbed a passing nurse, inquiring quickly and learning about Zhang Jie’s situation; knowing he was genuinely injured this time.

Hearing that Zhang Jie’s head was injured, Yao Ying was stunned, inadvertently letting tears fall again. Along the way, she had wondered if her son was feigning illness.

Yet, it turned out not to be feigned at all but an actual injury, leaving her understandably infuriated.

She rushed with Zhang Yu to the ward and saw Zhang Jie with bandages on his head and hands, with blood seeping through—prompting her to burst into tears.

Beside Zhang Yu, there stood a middle-aged woman and a young man. "And you are?"

"We are from the factory office," the middle-aged woman replied awkwardly. They thought initially it was just talk and didn’t expect it to escalate to actual violence.

The injury was quite severe, posing a difficult situation to resolve,

Anger flared within Zhang Yu, "I just want to know who did this."

"Don’t tell me my brother fell accidentally. I might not know all the details, but I’m aware of some things at the factory; someone will speak the truth." Zhang Yu didn’t want to hear pleasantries.

"His head was broken; this is a personal injury, and I can even call it attempted murder." Zhang Yu bluntly labeled it.

The two individuals seemed relieved seeing it was just Yao Ying and Zhang Yu, perceiving the latter as just a young girl, not worth fearing. As for Yao Ying, being a veteran worker, they assumed she’d empathize with the factory’s plight.

Yet, it was the overlooked young girl who, from the start, escalated things, leaving them genuinely at a loss on how to respond.