5 Chapter 5 No House Female Supporting Character 5_1

Chiang Yun had never heard Zhang Guohua's thoughts before, and although she knew she was anxious, he was even more so.

"What can we do?"

Chiang Yun was also panicking, Yes, if they let Zhang Shouhua and his family take care of the elderly, they would definitely demand the house and money.

"I don't know either." Zhang Guohua knew that Chiang Yun was panicking, and he should reassure her,

Unfortunately, he didn't know what to do either, and was completely at a loss.

Zhang Shouhua and his wife and Zhang Hong and her husband, although also unhappy about Zhang Yu's relocation for work, felt much better compared to the more panicked Zhang Guohua and his wife, because they had a more far-reaching plan.

"Once Zhang Yu goes to work in another place, she definitely won't be able to continue taking care of the elderly. By then, isn't the house under the old master's name up for grabs by the four of us?"

"Why not? After all, we've all contributed, we've all taken care of mom and dad."

"We put in the effort to care for the old couple, so why shouldn't we have a share of the house under their name?"

Were Zhang Shouhua and his family wrong to have designs on Zhang Dagu's assets? They just knew that even if they harbored such thoughts, it wasn't something they could simply come up with.

And unexpectedly, just when they thought it had nothing to do with them, reality told them they still had a chance, how could they not be excited.

Zhang Yu didn't care that Zhang Guohua and the others had started to scheme against each other. She was busy tidying up the house.

She really couldn't understand how, even though they would always spit anything they couldn't eat into a container at home, they would just spit it anywhere on the ground here.

Here, they just did whatever was comfortable, regardless of cleanliness, as if it didn't cost them a penny.

As Zhang Yu cleaned up, she couldn't help cursing in her heart, having never encountered such shameless people.

In the end, feeling helpless, she could only once again console herself: forget it, they can't change their nature; if they want the same treatment in the future, they'll have to do the work themselves.

It was with this hope that she finally got the main room tidied up.

After she finished cleaning the house, she thought she'd have to face Zhang Dagu and his wife, but to her surprise, they had already retired to their room.

Checking the time, well, it was already ten o'clock, a bedtime for the elderly couple.

She knew that if she didn't talk today, they would probably seek her out for a chat tomorrow, but wasn't it better to delay it by a day?

Once the paperwork was done tomorrow, her transfer to the branch company in another city would be finalized.

Zhang Yu took a shower in the bathroom and then tidied up the restroom. Once all the hustle was over, it was already eleven o'clock.

"Really, work during the day and then come home in the evening to take care of a whole bunch of people, seriously."

"Today is Wednesday, tomorrow is Thursday, the day after is Friday, and I'll be off early Saturday morning."

Zhang Yu had made up her mind: finish the procedures tomorrow and book the plane ticket immediately, leave early, so the weekend dinner would be their own affair.

There was no reason she should arrange everything for them and still cater to their dining and drinking.

Lying in bed, Zhang Yu sighed comfortably, "Once I get there, I must buy a good bed and then get a better mattress."

In fact, the original owner did buy a quality bed and mattress, but after Chiang Yun saw them, there were always insinuations.

Saying that Zhang Yi was grown up and needed a better bed and mattress, albeit a bit expensive, and that they, as his parents, were reluctant to shell out that much,

Then came a familiar scene: the bed and mattress that the original owner had barely used were quickly claimed by Zhang Yi.

Even as the original owner's salary increased, she never purchased a new bed and mattress again, worried that if it wasn't eyed by Zhang Yi, then it would be by Zhang Xin and the others.

Once she moved to another city, she wouldn't have to worry about someone coveting her bed anymore.

And she would be able to arrange the house exactly to her liking, such as buying a coffee machine and a tea table, so that on weekends, she could enjoy coffee when she wanted coffee and tea when she craved tea.

Zhang Yu truly filled with all kinds of anticipation for her future life.

The next day at the office, she swiftly completed all the transfer procedures, and her current work tasks were quickly handed over to other people.

Just before she was about to leave work, her supervisor called her in again, which surprised her. She wondered what it was about this time.

Upon seeing Zhang Yu, the supervisor quickly asked her to sit and hung up the phone, "Zhang Yu, when were you planning to go over there?"

"I was planning to head over on Saturday," Zhang Yu hesitated, "I'll arrive there Saturday, take Sunday to settle in, and start work on Monday."

"Have you already handed over all of your work?" The supervisor changed the subject.

First, they inquired about when she originally planned to depart, and now they were asking if she had already handed over her work.

At that moment, the only thought in Zhang Yu's mind was whether, if there were no surprises, they intended for her to leave earlier than planned?

However, that was just her own thought; whether this was indeed the case was still up to the supervisor's decision.

After a moment of hesitation, the supervisor said, "I got a call from there today, and if possible, they hope that you can come over earlier."

"Zhang Yu, do you think you could leave tomorrow?"

"It just so happens that the company has a car going in that direction," the supervisor stated, indicating that it was up to Zhang Yu's decision.

She knew that when the supervisor said they wanted to discuss it with her, they were actually only accepting agreement, not disagreement.

"I have no objections, and my belongings are mostly ready," Zhang Yu expressed that she was ready to leave at any time.

Seeing how cooperative Zhang Yu was, the supervisor thought for a moment, "Tomorrow, we'll send a company car, and you can take all your belongings with you in the car."

This was a huge and unexpected surprise. Zhang Yu had been considering whether to make a trip to the logistics company first thing the next morning.

Now, everything was settled; she could leave with the car, "That's more than enough."

Luckily, due to her not wanting to see other members of the Zhang family, she had already packed up her things early yesterday.

Returning home today would be perfect for a final check, and she would take everything that needed to be taken. As for the things that were not essential, she would leave them behind.

Once she arrived at the new place, she would need new clothes anyway, so it was a perfect opportunity to embrace the new start light and breezy.

Seeing how cooperative Zhang Yu was, the supervisor told her to leave work early and head home.

Looking at the time, it was already half past four. So much for leaving early; Zhang Yu was somewhat speechless.

Leaving half an hour early could barely be considered leaving work ahead of time? Well, half an hour was already good enough; she couldn't be too demanding.

Zhang Yu returned to her desk to pack up her personal items and get ready to leave.

Her colleagues had assumed she would stick it out till this weekend before leaving for her new job in another city, but unexpectedly, she was to depart tomorrow.

Everyone bid farewell to Zhang Yu, although they remained with the same company, and she was just moving to a subsidiary.

In theory, it meant that Zhang Yu could come back to the head office after serving a few years at the subsidiary, but that was just theoretical.

Many people who were transferred to subsidiaries, whether to other cities or to local branches, hardly ever returned.

Zhang Yu understood that although she was moving to a subsidiary in another city and would receive a higher salary along with generous subsidies, in the eyes of her colleagues, it was as if she had been exiled.

For her, the possibility of returning to the corporate headquarters didn't matter much anymore. Though it was prestigious to work there, it was also a place where one could easily become embroiled in complications.

On the other hand, staying at a subsidiary seemed much more relaxed and comfortable.