Quick Transmigration: My First Female Skill Takes Effect

Zhang Yanzi's expression remained calm, her emotions completely unmoved.

"Who cares what they think? As long as they don't say it out loud, it's fine." She asked, puzzled, "Old Wang, we've said before that the company belongs to Bao'er, why don't they believe us?"

They had both said before that all their things belonged to Bao'er.

The other children received everything they were entitled to.

They give their son money for his wedding, and they don't care whether he marries into the family or remains single.

Daughters are given a dowry, regardless of whether they marry into the family or remain single.

Wang Tiezhu shook his head: "Back then, we didn't have much money, and our children were young. Now it's different." Their garment factory's orders are like a golden goose laying golden eggs.

There is no rest.

There are also shops in department stores that specialize in children's and women's clothing, making a profit of 30,000 to 40,000 yuan a month.

The breakfast shop I invested in also earns around 10,000 yuan a month.

Their family runs a snack shop inside the school, which makes a considerable profit each month.

They are truly wealthy, inside and out, but the children have no interest in them.

Zhang Yanzi also thought about the family business: "But some of the businesses weren't found by us at all; they were invested in by Bao'er." For example, the snack shop at the school.

The principal was originally given to the couple to run because of Bao'er.

Wang Tiezhu: "When a person's eyes are covered, they will only see what they want to see."

"What do you want?"

Wang Qi, 27, pushed open the door and entered. Hearing the two talking, she asked.

She was 175 cm tall, with short black hair, a wisp of hair lying peacefully on her forehead, and her eyes were as bright as when she was a child.

However, the flesh on her face has all become thinner.

She wore a silver suit with gleaming blue buttons on the cuffs, which made her wrists appear fair and smooth.

The sleeves of her dress fit her perfectly, revealing a muscular physique on her arm as she held the box.

Zhang Yanzi waved her hand: "I don't really want anything. I was just telling your dad about our family's troubles, why are you bringing things?"

"Mr. Zhang."

Wang Qi put down a box, and her secretary Lan Yi, who was following behind her, put down the fruit basket she was carrying.

"Who sent it?" Zhang Yanzi asked.

Lan Yi glanced in Wang Qi's direction: "It was a gift from Mr. Wang's client."

He is a pursuer.

Unfortunately, her boss, Mr. Wang, didn't find her attractive.

"Oh, oh." Zhang Yanzi ignored whose fruit basket it was and only talked to her daughter. Seeing this, Lan Yi silently went out, closed the door, and went to find the doctor to find out about the situation of President Zhang and President Wang.

Wang Qi sat between two hospital beds and began peeling an apple.

"My precious daughter is so filial; she knows I love apples." Wang Tiezhu can't bear to see his daughter do anything, or he'll be showered with praise.

"It's clearly because I love to eat it, but Bao'er is being filial to me."

Zhang Yanzi was not to be outdone.

Actually, they both love to eat. In the past two years, they've heard a doctor say something like, "An apple a day keeps the doctor away."

Wang Qi herself is the biggest fan of apples.

The two men scrambled to see the apple in Wang Qi's hand. She picked up a fruit knife and cut it into three evenly sized pieces, one for each of them.

There's no need to fight for it.

"I'll peel them later, you can eat as many as you want." Wang Qi went along with the occasional little drama of jealousy and rivalry that sometimes played out in the family.

"Okay, I'll eat two."

"I ate one more than your dad."

After Wang Qi ate the apple, Secretary Lan came in with the report, and Wang Qi went to see the doctor to get more information.

doctor:"......."

It's just a fracture.

Asking one or two questions at a time, no matter how many or how specific, will still lead to a fracture.

The doctor, who had repeated it four times, felt thirsty. When he saw the throat-soothing soup brought by the patient's family, he felt he could repeat it a few more times.

no problem!

When Wang Qi returned to the ward, her older siblings came to visit.

People with families and children brought gifts, and the room instantly became lively.

No one said a word.

She stretched out her arms, making way for Zhang Yanzi, and walked to the innermost circle, looking at Zhang Yanzi's expressionless face: "Mom, what's wrong? Who upset you?"

His gaze swept precisely over Wang Chaomei, Wang Lan, and Wang Chaoying.

The other two older sisters are quite different. One is content with what she has and always wants to give back anything she receives, while the other is timid and afraid of trouble, and can't come up with any bad ideas.

Wang Chaoying smiled and said, "Who would dare to upset Mom? Little sister, you're overthinking it." He then explained, "It's Mom who complains that we're taking up her space."

"Yes, little sister, we came to see Mom, how could we be so inconsiderate as to upset her?" Wang Lan smiled gently, looking at the report in Wang Qi's hand: "What did the doctor say?"

"It's a fracture, you need to rest."

Wang Qi gave a simple answer.

Wang Chaomei was the first to speak: "Mom, let my wife take care of you. I'll take care of Dad. The two of us aren't as busy as my little sister."

He was unwilling to miss this rare opportunity to show his filial piety.

"Brother, we're not busy either." Wang Chaoying stepped forward, expressing her filial piety.

Zhang Yanzi glanced at her son, who was in his thirties, and saw right through the little thoughts hidden in his eyes.

"Need not."

"Bao'er will send someone to take care of us; they're professionals."

Wang Lan hadn't had a chance to speak earlier, but now she responded promptly: "Sigh, I'll listen to Mom, but I feel that family members take better care of us."

She said with good intentions, "Mom, Dad, you should also expect us children to be filial to you."

They were all vying to be filial. If it were an ordinary elderly person, they would probably be moved by the good children they had raised, but these two were not.

Their youngest daughter was the only one in their hearts.

The filial piety of the other children was nothing more than something they heard but never expected.

Wang Tiezhu chuckled and said, "We understand your thoughts, but your mother and I are most comforted that you live your lives well."

Don't interfere in our lives.

We've split up.

Since his family became wealthy, his pride has gradually returned. He used to be outspoken, but now he has learned to be evasive.

Wang Chaoying, quick-witted, was moved by what she heard and said, "Dad, I know you and Mom are worried about us."

He pulled his five-year-old daughter close, a dark glint in his eyes: "We adults aren't picky about life; we've experienced both the good and the bad, but children..."

"I want to give her the best, but I'm powerless to do so."

His face was flushed, and he lowered his head in shame, glancing at his parents out of the corner of his eye.

We hope they can offer some form of financial assistance, such as a house, shop, car, or simply money.

Wang Tiezhu knew that once Lao Wu responded, the conversation would always turn to helping him; he was quick-witted and thick-skinned.

He refused every time, but the issue was brought up again every time.

The rejection I received was like air; it seemed to be there, but in reality, it was invisible.

"Well, there's nothing I can do. You'll have to keep trying." Wang Tiezhu said, repeating what he didn't mean: "Back then, your mother and I were able to raise you all and even have jobs to support your families."

"I believe you can too."

I'm giving you my emotional support!

Financial support is non-negotiable!

Wang Chaoying was taken aback, not expecting that her father had also learned to say useless things.

He tentatively asked, "Dad, are we planning to have a second child?"

The arrival of the second child stunned everyone in the house.

There's a policy now in place, the one-child policy, that means having a second child will not only result in a fine, but also dismissal, especially for those in government or public sector jobs.

Wang Chaoying happens to be within the system.

Zhang Yanzi remained calm: "If you want them, go ahead. As long as you can raise the children, having five is no problem."

They didn't care about the implied meaning in his words.

Whether it's a new job or a new grandson, it doesn't matter.

Wang Chaoying understood the implication, and in front of everyone, her face turned ashen, as if she had been slapped.

"Mom, I don't need you to support me. It's just that I'm afraid I'll lose my job. If that happens, could I help out at a factory or a shop?"

He explained, "I don't ask for a high position; I just want a job to support my family."

That being said, who can guarantee what people will do?

But that's for later.

Everyone could understand Zhang Yanzi's plan: she wanted to maintain a respectable appearance, but that wasn't suitable for her family.

Her expression hardened slightly, and her words went straight to the point: "Are you still eyeing the money back home?"

"Fifth brother, and all of you, have you forgotten that we've split up the family?"

She pointed at Wang Tiezhu and said, "Our things will all belong to Bao'er in the future. There's no need to do anything extra. You should have understood this by now."

It's clear that the only person this couple truly values ​​and wants to give anything to is Bao'er.

The rest of you have no chance.

The Wang family children remained silent and did not speak.

I know this, but feelings are fluid and ever-changing; very few remain unchanged, like the princes and emperors of ancient times.

They were digging at the corner of the wall in the hopes of loosening the bond between the three of them.

But to my surprise, it's still the same?

Wang Chaomei's wife, Chen Jing, lingered on her husband's face for a moment before stepping forward and saying, "Mom, we know you like Xiaomei."

"But they are also your children."

She was utterly baffled: "Don't you think it's unfair to Chao Mei and the others to give all their family assets to the youngest sister?"

Children from the same parents shouldn't be treated so differently.

Moreover, when they were sent to the countryside, only her husband went to the Northwest. When they looked at each other, it was as if they were from different generations.

"Heh, fair?"

When Zhang Yanzi smiled, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were revealed as her eyelids moved, like ripples on water.

"I'm not a judge, I don't need to demonstrate fairness. Chen Jing, there's no fairness in any family."

Her words were sharp: "For example, in your family, when your brothers are dividing your parents' property, have you ever spoken up for fairness and gone to them to ask for your share?"

Chen Jing's face turned pale.

Zhang Yanzi rested her chin on her hand, her voice cold: "You treat my home as your own. My Bao'er stays at home, the rest of you are all married into the family, just like you, and you can't get a share of the family's important property."

She regretted it.

After regretting giving each child 200 yuan, she gave an extra 3,000 yuan after the child was born.

It is likely that these three thousand were the fuse that ignited his ambition.

Chen Jing was speechless and didn't know how to defend herself for a moment. What she said was true. If her younger sister stayed in the family, she would definitely inherit the lion's share.

That's the normal thing for the mother-in-law to do.

But who divides things like that?

All she could say was, "Mom, Chaomei is the eldest son..."

Zhang Yanzi noticed she was at a loss for words: "Now, it's a new society."

"Your husband is not the eldest son. My family's real eldest son is Wang Hong."

"How come you're even more feudal than me?"

Chen Jing: "..."

Wang Hong: "..."

More than thirty years later, he suddenly received the title of eldest son?

Wang Qing glanced at her third sister beside her in a daze. She was even calmer than her sister because what Zhang Yanzi said was true.

She felt that her eldest sister was the eldest son, regardless of gender.

When it was said that their eldest son had died young, Wang Chaomei's family couldn't bring themselves to speak up. After all, he was the second son, not the eldest. If the eldest son didn't speak up, what could they say?

As the eldest daughter, Wang Hong felt the gaze she hadn't felt in over thirty years.

"Ahem... I have no objection. It's their stuff, so they can decide for themselves."

Parents have the right to dispose of their own property. Wang Hong respects her parents and hopes that her children will respect her in the future.

When she spoke, Wang Chaomei muted her microphone, and when Wang Lan tried to speak, Wang Qing glanced at her and shut her mouth.

Only Wang Chaoying remained standing, still unwilling to accept defeat.

He gave his wife a look.

Wang Shan had no choice but to speak up: "Mom, logically speaking, we should support your decision, but is your idea the same as my sister's?"

Her gaze fell upon Wang Qi, who was peeling an apple.

"Mom, you can ignore what others say, but how can my little sister not care?"

"Little sister, it's not that we're talking about dividing the family fortune equally, but you own the lion's share, yet you don't give your siblings even a tiny bit. Isn't that inappropriate?"

"If outsiders gossip, won't that damage your reputation and make your business worse?"

Zhang Yanzi suddenly found Chen Jing pleasing to the eye.

This child, though mischievous, doesn't have the brains to cause trouble. What a good person!

Wang Qi exclaimed in surprise: "Gossiping?"

A slight smile played on her lips as she affirmed, "They mean, they're quite envious of me and want my mom and dad to be their parents."

No one can resist the influence of their parents.

Not only will they not give you more competitors, they will focus on reducing your competition.

They said they only want you as their heir.

"As for reputation, you haven't heard that everyone praises me as an heir and says they want me." She added, "That's true, neither you nor Chao Ying are in our circle."

She generously and understandingly said, "It's normal not to know."

Wang Shan: "......"

She was wrong.

That's true. How could someone who was spoiled by their parents from a young age be timid, or back down because of a few words from others?

Wang Chaoying's family quieted down again.

We had lunch together.

They chatted and laughed as if nothing had happened.

Before leaving, Wang Qing and Wang Lan sat in a quiet coffee shop for a final conversation.

"Fourth sister, why get involved any longer? Your life isn't bad."

Wang Lan smiled but didn't answer immediately. Instead, she asked, "Third Sister, do you remember me saying that I would treat my children fairly when I grow up?"

"Remember."

The fourth sister had two children, a boy and a girl, and she remembered the same things about both children.

"But I found that I didn't succeed," Wang Lan said with a wry smile.

As her two children grew up, she realized that fairness could not be maintained.

Because boys and girls are inherently unfair.

She actually admired her mother and father somewhat.

Wang Qing wanted to ask more questions, but Wang Lan only said that she would no longer covet the family's assets.

As the sun set, the two parted ways.

Ward.

Three evenly sized pieces of apple flesh were placed in a blue porcelain plate.

Zhang Yanzi was talking to Wang Tiezhu and Bao'er about how they would finish planting vegetables, then plant fruit, wheat, and rice.

Their careers are on the rise, and they must work hard.

Wang Qi also added another investment order to her mind. Technology is the future, so she invested.