Transmigration: On the Gossip Front-Chapter 1969 - 1970: Old Mrs. Zhang’s Rebirth in the 1970s—Reforming Ungrateful Children (Part 1)

Chapter 1969: Chapter 1970: Old Mrs. Zhang’s Rebirth in the 1970s—Reforming Ungrateful Children (Part 1)

When Zhang Yu returned to the space, she looked at the set interface map, feeling quite unbelievable.

Having completed so many tasks, she was psychologically prepared for death; this time, however, she hadn’t expected it. She was merely going to the mountains to conduct a survey and see if the foundation should support a Chinese herbal medicine cultivation project there.

The road had been traveled many times before; it was the last on-site inspection before signing the contract.

But a mudslide occurred, and she was swept off the cliff, falling into the raging river below.

Zhang Yu could imagine how the elderly Zhang Wei and his wife would grieve. Alas, this mission was a total failure.

The original wish was for her to care for and accompany Zhang Wei and his wife, but instead, their daughter left before them.

Fortunately, due to frequent business trips and having undergone so many tasks, Zhang Yu was never uncomfortable preparing a will, writing one annually since she was thirty.

"Hopefully the assets left behind can make up for it somewhat." What could Zhang Yu do? The event had occurred.

The system looked at Zhang Yu’s back cautiously: um, um...

Upon hearing the system’s voice, Zhang Yu was really annoyed: What’s going on, is it my fault or what?

Though Zhang Yu didn’t know what was happening, it didn’t stop her from starting an argument: I didn’t complete the client’s commission this time, and it’s not my fault.

Zhang Yu: You saw how much effort I put into supporting mountain farmers, yet...

Zhang Yu: If the score is very low this time...

The system found Zhang Yu’s fierce demeanor quite amusing: You haven’t even seen the points, so how do you know the score isn’t high?

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yu widened her eyes: Quickly, quickly, let me see the score.

Soon the task settlement sheet was out, and Zhang Yu looked at the numbers on it, her mouth forming a wide circle; the numbers were indeed impressive.

Before she could rejoice, a 60% deduction was made, and her previously jubilant mood plummeted as if dropping 888 floors directly to a negative 888 basement.

No need to ask, it was obvious the deduction was because the task wasn’t completed, an extreme measure, when clearly it wasn’t her fault, yet she had to bear it all.

System: The 60% deduction is because you didn’t fulfill the client’s requirements, regardless of the reason.

System: I know you want to say whether it’s our fault; I can tell you that once you enter that small world, anything that happens has nothing to do with the system.

System: You should know that while alive, any accident can occur.

System: Also, our system isn’t a protagonist system mission; even a protagonist can’t avoid death.

The system really felt wronged; some things really aren’t in the hands of this little system.

Okay, Zhang Yu admitted the system wasn’t wrong; once entering a task, unless dead, the system absolutely can’t intervene.

System: When signing the agreement initially, it was written that failing to complete tasks results in scoring based on task completion level.

Okay, speaking of the agreement, she signed it herself, so now with this result, no matter what, it has to be acknowledged.

Seeing Zhang Yu’s momentum diminish, the system breathed a sigh of relief: But after you left, Zhang Wei and his wife took over the foundation you established, continuing your work.

System: The projects you promoted moved forward well, helping many people, and they were always proud of you as their daughter.

System: The main system decided to give you some compensation after consideration.

Upon hearing about the compensation, Zhang Yu felt her heart lift and looked at the system expectantly.

System: Compensation is set at 20%, equivalent to 60% final settlement.

If it had been just 60% from the start, Zhang Yu might’ve been dissatisfied; but after the awkward experience of being given 40% earlier, getting 60% now brought some satisfaction.

Zhang Yu then realized, was she being manipulated by the system?

Forget it, she yawned and thought debating the matter with the system wasn’t worth her time.

After all, with the agreement stating she didn’t complete the task, well, plus there’s a 20% compensation, and for her, points aren’t lacking; does she really need these points?

Spending time arguing with the system doesn’t compare to participating in tasks; completing a task earns money, much better than squabbling with the system.

After resting a bit, Zhang Yu proposed to participate in a task.

The system always knew Zhang Yu was a diligent person, but she had never been this diligent.

Given her current state, the system was naturally delighted to send her to participate in a task immediately.

As soon as Zhang Yu was sent off, the system happily let out horrible cries in Zhang Yu’s room.

System: If I’d known that deducting points would make Zhang Yu so diligent, I should’ve...

Though the system said it, really making it so would require absolute bravery, which it didn’t have.

Zhang Yu wasn’t aware that after she left, the system spoke such words in her resting room; even if she knew, it wouldn’t matter because she genuinely didn’t fear.

Hmph, if the system truly dared to do so, she could definitely demonstrate that she wasn’t easy to bully; she could participate in fewer tasks, which would mean that when tasks are completed, the system gets a share.

The likelihood of profiting from clients is high, so in the long run, this detrimental reduction tactic is foolhardy.

Lying on the hard bed, feeling the heat rising from below, well, Zhang Yu could confirm she was lying on a kang, though uncertain if it was in the Northeast or elsewhere.

And touching her hand, it was already wrinkled; forget it, she was an old lady.

Darn, Zhang Yu genuinely started cursing internally; it wouldn’t be because in the last task she died in middle age, leading the system to compensate her by giving her old age living?

If that’s truly the case, even if Zhang Yu had opinions, she could only inwardly curse the system for being inconsiderate, unable to do anything else; otherwise, she’d be the one in trouble.

Forget it; having arrived here already, it’s better to quickly accept the client’s requirement.

The client’s request was quite simple; hoping the old man could live longer, even with sons and daughters, the one who cared for and pampered her most was the old man.

Unfortunately, the old man had passed away early because the client always thought the children’s lives were tough, as parents should help when able.

Hearing this, Zhang Yu could guess that the client’s children were truly ungrateful, possibly vile creatures.

It’s not just because of the client’s request, but after doing so many tasks, Zhang Yu knows that as long as over-caring parents is involved, initially children may feel touched, cherishing how wonderful their parents were, thinking of how they’ll repay them; but when the time is prolonged, they’ll merely see it as deserved.