Having waited for quite so ti, still there was no sign of Old Master Song giving in; Zhang Yu was tired of waiting.
"Master, if there’s nothing else, I should go back to my studies."
Besides, her stomach had long been growling, and she needed to go upstairs for so good food.
It was then that Song Weikang rembered Zhang Yu was a senior in high school, "Have you considered studying abroad?"
"I know your grades; aiming for a prestigious university is almost hopeless."
"I’ll just aim for any 985 or 211 university," Zhang Yu said she had modest expectations, "then find an easy, relaxing job."
"My parents left a house, and compensation money, the insurance claim; not saying I’ll be extrely rich, but at least I can do what I want."
"What the Song Family can give you is definitely a hundred or thousand tis of what they left you," Old Master Song said with grandeur.
"But the pressure is imnse, and it’s wealth acquired while being laughed at by others. I’m not interested."
"Even if it’s not as much as the Song Family’s money, it’s already better than many people."
And is the Song Family living well? The impression the original owner had of the Song Family was all about their usual display of extravagance, overshadowed by the glory of nurous companies under their banner.
Zhang Yu had checked the annual reports of many listed companies of the Song Family, and also looked up the market share of the companies under their managent online, as well as their industries.
Zhang Yu ca to the conclusion that it was all show and there was decay within; the pace at which the Song Family was upgrading their industry was far behind their peers.
Especially the Song Family’s key industries, their pace was also slowing, combined with the sigh Song Weikang just made, Zhang Yu thought there were probably concerns in this regard.
Thinking back to the spoiled son the Song Family found for the original owner in the past, was it really the Song Family having a grudge against her?
Most likely, Old Master Song had left, taking the Song Family’s glory with him; slow in transformation, the Song Family gradually slipping down from wealth to beco the "prize" in many people’s eyes.
Too many people wanted to target the Song Family, and at this ti, marriage alliance was what the Song Family considered, with the original owner being the best choice.
Thinking about this, Zhang Yu couldn’t help but shiver; if it’s really the case, can she avoid the tragedy of her past life in this lifeti?
"How could it be better for the Song Family?" Song Weikang thought Zhang Yu was just a child who knew nothing.
"At least I feel free, at least I feel at peace, at least I don’t need to depend on the mood of others to act."
"The most important thing is that whether I marry or whom I marry, it’s my choice."
"Not just marrying whoever the Song Family deems useful for their needs."
"As for what the Song Family can give , it’s a thousand tis more.." Zhang Yu chuckled, "If every Young Miss Song could take a billion dollar asset."
"Then how much could the other sons and daughters of the Song Family take away? At least it should be ten tis that standard."
"No matter how much asset the Song Family has, it can’t withstand such internal consumption."
"How much could the main branch of the Song Family get hold of?"
Although the current assets under her na are far from a billion, Zhang Yu is confident that with more effort, she can certainly make that money.
Song Dafa quietly listened beside, a storm of thoughts in his mind, this little girl’s intelligence and wisdom is truly not inferior to Young Master Song Ziming.
Sadly, if such a girl returned to the Song Family, could she truly coexist peacefully with Song Ziming?
Song Ziming was only good with Song Qian; with other cousins and siblings, his relationship was quite ordinary.
Song Dafa even felt that Song Ziming was actually quite guarded against those relatives, unwilling to let them have much contact with the core industries of the Song Family.
Even if Zhang Yu was his own sister, Song Dafa knew, after realizing Zhang Yu was so clever, and Master valued her, could Song Ziming still manage peaceful coexistence with Zhang Yu?
No way, why was Song Ziming good with Song Qian? Besides growing up together, it was also because Song Qian had a capable fiancé.
Moreover, Young Miss Song would cater to Song Ziming, posing no threat to his inheritance of the Song Family industries.
Opposite to this, Young Miss Song needs Song Ziming to fully control the Song Family, facilitating her to beco the head lady of the Fu Family; they are that kind of mutually supportive siblings.
As for Zhang Yu, it’s obvious she is not the easy-to-handle sister, she’s a thorn.
How could Song Ziming, having always been the leader, like that? Song Dafa considered that Zhang Yu not returning was better.
But such matters are not sothing an underling like him should worry about.
"At most, just letting off with a million, since Master is talking about money, it’s simple; for that million, it’s not worth it."
To lure soone with money, Zhang Yu could only say that this amount really doesn’t count.
"Alright, it’s getting late, I have to go back."
"I don’t know if you ca to see , if your good son, the current head of the Song Family, knows about it."
Song Weikang remained silent; coming to see Zhang Yu this ti was his own idea, thinking that since Song Shijian and the others didn’t recognize Zhang Yu, as the elder, he should step in.
It turned out, he encountered a moderate setback with the girl.
Seeing Song Weikang not speak, Zhang Yu knew the current head of the Song Family didn’t know about this matter, "Master, I’m going upstairs now."
Zhang Yu grabbed her backpack and so fruits, got out of the car and left.
Song Dafa was standing at the bottom, quietly watching the girl walk farther and farther away, Master hadn’t spoken; he couldn’t get back into the car.
As for the driver, he also stood still, not daring to make any move.
After a long while, Song Weikang spoke up, "You co up now."
Song Dafa was just about to ask if the driver should start driving, "We’re going to have a chat."
Okay, Song Dafa understood Master’s intention, at the mont he didn’t want the driver around, "Master."
"A good seed indeed, pity she didn’t grow up in the Song Family, no attachnt to the family."
"If she had grown up alongside Ziming, could surely support him sowhat."
"Pity." Song Weikang took a deep breath again, "This girl is a talent, who knows how she’ll turn out."
Song Dafa didn’t understand why Song Weikang would say this; is it just because her grades are good?
But Young Miss Song Qian had good grades too, never heard Song Weikang praise her like this.
"Do you think this girl really doesn’t regard the money from the Song Family, in her eyes, it’s just compensation money and insurance funds."
Song Weikang wasn’t visiting Zhang Yu on a whim; he definitely wanted to know more about her, since he was making the trip, it wouldn’t do to return empty-handed.
In the end, after so understanding, Master was quite startled, having gained a certain understanding of the girl, which allowed Master to overlook Zhang Yu’s impolite behavior without minding.
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