Zou Weijun actually wanted to go to work at “Jinhu”?
Hou Zhixiu was stunned.
Zou Weijun had never valued money much and had never taken the initiative to manage Xie Jinghu’s finances. Her publishing career in Chengdu was going well, yet she suddenly proposed returning to work at “Jinhu”. This unexpected counterattack caught Hou Zhixiu off guard!
Well played!
Before Xie Jinghu could refuse, Old Lady Xie had already made the final decision with one hammer blow:
“Of course. It is your own family company, so you should oversee it personally. Even in other families, for a small shop, they still have the wife manage the money and accounts. You have education and ability, you should have joined ‘Jinhu’ long ago!”
Xie Jinghu was left dizzy and seeing stars from this heavy hammer blow. Once he recovered, he nearly jumped up on the spot:
“No, I disagree!”
Three pairs of eyes turned to Xie Jinghu simultaneously.
Hou Zhixiu, knowing full well, asked, “Old Third, why do you disagree?”
Did this even need asking?
Xie Yuping had merely arranged for a friend to work at Jinhu, and Xie Jinghu already felt constrained everywhere, no longer able to spend freely on his mistress and illegitimate children as he wished. If Zou Weijun joined Jinhu for work and even got involved in company finances, would every investment direction of Jinhu not be under her control?
Not to mention whether he could transfer assets in the future, even the previously transferred portions might be dug up by Zou Weijun. This decision of hers truly struck at his vital point, gripping his lifeline, making Xie Jinghu shudder at the thought.
Looking at Zou Weijun’s fair face, devoid of joy or sorrow, Xie Jinghu had countless questions. The words turned in his throat, and he forced his tone to soften. “I did not mean that. Mainly, I think Jinhu’s work is dull, not as good as your publishing field in Chengdu, which you are interested in. I see you have achieved no small success in publishing, with popular science books, essay contests, and even cultivating bestselling authors. As the saying goes, it is better to stick with what you know. Once you return to the capital, you can consider continuing in that line.”
Clearly, he had always looked down on Zou Weijun’s achievements in Chengdu’s publishing industry.
Nationally famous popular science books, essay contests, bestselling authors, all added together could not match the returns from a single correct investment at Jinhu.
Yet at this moment, Xie Jinghu inflated and exalted these achievements infinitely, a complete reversal for the sake of interests!
How could Zou Weijun be fooled by such nonsense? She was so angry that she laughed:
“You are overthinking. I am telling you my decision, not seeking your opinion, and I certainly do not need your career advice. I will not divorce, but what belongs to me and Xie Qian, I will not let go to others… Or put another way, I can disregard the family money, but you cannot secretly transfer it to others behind my back.”
Xie Jinghu frowned. “What nonsense are you talking about?”
Zou Weijun sneered. “Whether it is nonsense, you know full well. ‘Jinhu’ was founded after our marriage. When you made money from the factory in the south, did my father not contribute? Whether by law or reason, ‘Jinhu’ is our couple’s joint property. You can be the chairman of ‘Jinhu’, so what problem is there if I become a director? Now I am only asking to work at ‘Jinhu’, not as a director, and not taking away any of your shares. What are you afraid of!”
Xie Jinghu was speechless.
Zou Weijun spoke with clear logic, and Old Lady Xie was very pleased. “Weijun’s words make a lot of sense to me. Return to the capital, and bring Xie Qian back with you.”
When a man cheats, keeps a mistress, and has illegitimate children, it is as if the sky has fallen on his wife.
After the sky falls, life must continue.
If not divorcing, then one must rally. Not for oneself, but for the child’s sake, to fight for benefits.
The old lady had always favoured Xie Qian. Hearing Zou Weijun say she wanted to safeguard the family property for Xie Qian, the old lady not only felt no aversion but was gratified.
Hou Zhixiu added leisurely, “I think sister-in-law’s idea is feasible. In our family, it is always the women who manage the money. After I married your eldest brother, he has never seen what his wage card looks like. His money is all handed to me. I do not spend recklessly; raising children, daily living expenses, plus social obligations, all that is spent on the family? And your second brother and fourth brother’s families, I estimate they have not seen their own wage cards either. Everyone gets by fine, and I have not seen any family bankrupted by the wife squandering everything!”
How could this be the same?
Eldest Brother Xie Yuping drew a fixed salary!
If Xie Yuping wished, he could eat all three meals in the work unit canteen. Due to the nature of his job, Xie Yuping’s attire and use were simple, with hardly any place for spending in daily life!
No.
Xie Jinghu realised he had nearly been led astray by Hou Zhixiu. This was not about handing over wage cards; it involved wealth in the “hundreds of millions”. Zou Weijun, who had been a full-time housewife for many years and only worked at a publishing house for the last two, how could she manage?
Xie Jinghu could not think of a reason to refuse Zou Weijun working at Jinhu and was weighing the feasibility when the housekeeper from Xie Yuping’s home said she had seen Xie Yuping’s car entering the courtyard. Xie Jinghu decisively agreed:
“I was just saying it casually, worrying that Weijun might not adapt to suddenly changing jobs, and you all have a pile of words waiting for me. Fine, if Weijun wants to work at Jinhu, that is okay. Mum is right; bring Xie Qian back to the capital together.”
Having lost one battle, Xie Jinghu sought to regain ground. Unable to stop Zou Weijun from working at Jinhu, he could not let Xie Qian remain outside any longer; only keeping him under his eyes would put his mind at ease.
Xie Yuping entered, put down his bag, and headed to the living room. Upon arrival, he heard Xie Jinghu saying to bring Xie Qian back to the capital.
“What are you all talking about?”
Xie Jinghu answered quickly. “Weijun said she wants to work at Jinhu, and I have already agreed!”
Xie Jinghu thought his elder brother would praise him, but Xie Yuping only found it natural. “That is as it should be. Does it need your agreement?”
“…”
Xie Jinghu was speechless.
“And what else?”
Xie Jinghu forced a smile. “We also talked about Xie Qian returning to the capital together…”
Xie Yuping interrupted him. “That is not for you to decide. What is Weijun’s view?”
Zou Weijun stood up. “I want to return to the capital for work, but let Xie Qian stay in Chengdu. There is still one year until the college entrance exam; I do not want to affect Xie Qian’s studies.”
Affect Xie Qian’s studies?
What kind of excuse was that? That disobedient son could top the exams just by studying casually; changing schools would have negligible impact!
Wanting to argue a few points but fearing Xie Yuping would directly throw out the “share transfer document”, Xie Jinghu felt utterly stifled.
Xie Jinghu dared not retort, and Old Lady Xie had ideas but could not publicly contradict her eldest son Xie Yuping’s face. So the matter was settled just like that.
Zou Weijun returned to the Xie family and had a meal. Apart from Xie Jinghu being beaten, scolded, and carved up, everyone else was very happy.
Hou Zhixiu simply admired Zou Weijun too much.
After the meal, as Zou Weijun prepared to leave, Old Lady Xie was reluctant and wanted Xie Jinghu to see her off on her behalf, but Zou Weijun refused. “Mum, no need to see me off. Right now, I can only accept sitting at the table eating with him; being alone with him is something I cannot do.”
Old Lady Xie felt very regretful.
After walking out of Xie Yuping’s family gate, Zou Weijun’s tense body finally dared to relax.
Not only had she not lost composure, she had also taken the crucial second step!
As long as she worked at Jinhu, Xie Jinghu would have to live in constant dread every day, with no mind left to trouble Wen Ying, and even Xie Qian’s side could develop more steadily.
