Quick Transmigration: My First Female Skill Takes Effect

Meanwhile, a similar meeting was being held at Wang Qi's home.

Zhang Yanzi and Wang Tiezhu sat in the middle, Wang Qing and Wang Lan sat on the left, and Wang Chaomei and Wang Chaoying sat on the right.

The two sides were right next to each other.

All three parties knew what to say.

Wang Chaomei lowered her head, lightly patting her thigh with her fingers, as if she was plotting something.

Wang Qing's life was relatively uneventful.

Wang Tiezhu spoke first: "Boss, there are two locations for your assignment in the countryside. You can choose one yourself, and the other is in the Northwest."

The characters for "northwest" are open.

Wang Chaomei's fingers stopped. He stared wide-eyed, mouth agape, "Are you all alright?" In other words, are you even human?

Going to the countryside is tough enough.

Going to the Northwest is like adding hardship upon hardship.

Zhang Yanzi coughed and said, "We're all doing this for your own good." She started with this universally applicable phrase.

Wang Chaomei sneered.

I don't believe it at all.

Zhang Yanzi seemed oblivious to his expression and continued, "When you go to the Northwest, your family will give you two hundred yuan to take with you."

Wang Chaomei was overjoyed.

"When you go to other places, you can keep the money the government gives you for rural areas."

Wang Chaomei's smile froze on his face. He knew that the couple hadn't been kind to him for no reason.

His gaze shifted from the room closest to the master bedroom, his eyes hardening with a shrewdness that shone through: "Does the two hundred yuan include money for my future wedding? Or is it just for my trip to the countryside?"

He wanted to know everything.

Zhang Yanzi: "If you marry into our family, we won't ask for your dowry."

A clear and concise sentence.

Two hundred dollars is all I have.

Wang Chaomei took a deep breath and looked at the man with the same surname as him, her expression filled with expectation: "Dad, is this also your idea?"

They are father and son.

They are the closest people in the world.

He wanted to carry on the Wang family line.

His mother might give up on him, but what about his father? Wang Chaomei waited for the outcome without blinking.

Wang Tiezhu's face was as honest as ever, but the calmness in his eyes revealed his inner thoughts.

"It's mine," he admitted without hesitation.

Wang Chaomei was breathing rapidly. He found it hard to accept the fact that his father had kicked him out of the house. His mind was buzzing, and he swayed as he sat down, his lips turning white.

Even Wang Chaoying, who often opposed him and competed for his favor, felt a moment of sympathy for him.

Seeing this, Wang Tiezhu said frankly, "Boss, you're too greedy. You can't stand seeing Bao'er have anything."

"I..." he tried to explain.

Wang Tiezhu raised his hand: "No need to explain. We parents have eaten more rice than you, so we know what you're thinking."

"You can't change your personality, and you can't give Bao'er the impression of a good older brother, not even by pretending." He shook his head and smiled as he pointed out, "Then you have absolutely no positive value."

For this family, for the couple.

It can even bring negative value.

To outsiders, Wang Chaomei was always the eldest son, and there would always be people who spoke up for him and felt sorry for him, which would lead to some inappropriate things being said to Bao'er.

The situation has been severe in recent years, and the couple still cares about their reputation. They can't just beat people up, so they can only suffer in silence.

The best course of action now is to send them away.

Just like Wang Tiezhu's comment, Wang Chaomei pointed to the closed door and said, "What about her? What value does she have to the family? I've been washing dishes and sweeping floors since I was little, doing chores for the family."

He was unwilling to accept that his past efforts had been ignored, as if people were blind to them.

It's exactly the same as the hysteria that comes from the lack of recognition of the value of housewives.

Zhang Yanzi's eyes were filled with love: "She doesn't need that. She just needs to be raised by me and your father."

The most beloved child will always receive the most valuable things from their parents, which is the most basic expression of love from parents.

"Calm down, eldest. Don't compare yourself to Bao'er, to your old playmates, to their older and younger sisters, or to your maternal grandparents' cousins."

Well, you're living too comfortably.

Household chores are done separately, and meat is eaten at least once a month.

Anyway, it's much better than her previous life.

Wang Chaomei blurted out, "I don't compare myself to the good ones, I compare myself to the bad ones. I'm not crazy."

The light from the living room lamp shone on his face, his狰狞 (zhengning, meaning ferocious or hideous) face a mixture of greed and resentment, like a distorted painting.

Unfortunately, paintings can be erased and redrawn, but people cannot.

Wang Tiezhu shook his head at Zhang Yanzi. "The boss is someone who easily takes advantage of others. Just give him a choice directly; there's no need to explain."

"You've made your choice; I need to know the answer tomorrow."

Wang Chaomei's anger was instantly extinguished. He looked at his calm parents' faces with a daze, as if he had returned to the time when his father said "my first child".

It wasn't a slip of the tongue after all.

The first child was a child of unconditional love.

He stood there, stunned, only to see his parents looking at Wang Qing again, completely oblivious to his own emotions.

Wang Chaomei vowed: fortunes may change, but he would never show any pitiful side to them.

As for trampling the two of them underfoot.

This was his most secret secret.

Wang Qing has a choice, a choice she can make as she pleases.

"Huh?" Her eyes widened, unable to believe that such good luck had fallen on her. After all, she had failed the few job recruitment exams she had taken.

The fact is that a position is assigned to a specific person.

Another HR manager was caught in a dilemma between her and another person, a dilemma that escalated to the point where the other person's parents got involved.

Zhang Yanzi and Wang Tiezhu had other plans. This third sister was a bit different, and they needed her to know more about the future that they didn't know before.

Those who are valuable should receive appropriate treatment.

Zhang Yanzi explained to the other three, "Because of Lao San's information, our family was able to move into an apartment building. This is a reward."

Wang Qing never expected that there would be after-sales service after he had been tricked into revealing information.

She accepted it.

"I'm going to find my older sister."

The Northeast was a place she was familiar with, and a place she had no choice but to go to.

It's always better to have relatives around.

Zhang Yanzi nodded: "Okay."

With two children settled, her gaze shifted between Wang Lan and Wang Chaoying as she looked at the remaining two: "You two have three years left."

The two people who were reminded became much more alert.

Wang Tiezhu announced that everyone should return to their respective rooms.

As Wang Chaomei was leaving, she whispered to her biological father, "Aren't you afraid I'll fight to the death and drag you all down with me?"

The two exchanged a glance.

Wang Tiezhu replied calmly, "Although you have many shortcomings, you have one particularly good quality—you love yourself."

If something happened at home, how could Wang Chaomei have been allowed to escape?

He will definitely be dragged down.

If nothing goes wrong, he'll at most have to work hard to earn the money, but his background won't be problematic, and he'll still have a future.

Yes, the future—this is also his most secret concern, placing a sliver of hope in blood ties.

Not only did his parents have high hopes for Wang Qi, but he was also one of them. Family members are always more useful than outsiders, aren't they?

Wang Lan, who had not yet left, stopped when she saw how sincere her parents and older brother were.

I'm going to ask a sincere question.