Old Lady Zhang's Rebirth: Going Mad! Severing Ties with Family! Becoming Incredibly Rich!

Zhang Guiying held back.

Minor skirmishes that don't cause any serious harm are meaningless.

Let's hold it in for a few more days.

She'll just unleash a big attack then.

After Zhao Xiazhi finished applying the medicine to Zhao Qiuzhi, Zhang Guiying urged everyone to go back to their rooms. She and Zhao Binghe took a quick shower and then went back to their rooms.

Lying in bed, Zhao Binghe brought up Zhao Chunzhi's in-laws again, saying, "It will probably be difficult to get the Li family to repay the money. We only have account books, not any IOUs or anything, so it will be hard to get the money back."

"I know."

Zhang Guiying scoffed, "Wu Ximei is a real tightwad. It's hard to squeeze a single penny out of her, let alone more than two thousand. This matter is going to cause quite a stir."

"But my money isn't so easy to spend. If they don't pay me back, I have plenty of ways to deal with them."

"What method?"

Zhang Guiying kept everyone in suspense, saying, "You'll find out when the time comes."

Zhao Binghe sighed, "I'm afraid if things get too heated, Chunzhi's life in her husband's family will be even more difficult."

"She deserves to be sad!"

Zhang Guiying cursed, "Zhao Chunzhi is a spineless coward. We've been helping her for years, has she had a good life?"

"She chose this life herself. She's living a miserable life, so why should she drag us down with her? I've already done her a favor by taking care of her kids for a few years. Does she expect me to be her maid for the rest of my life?"

"Why doesn't she dare to ask Wu Ximei for that? To put it bluntly, isn't it just because her parents dote on her? She takes her parents' sacrifices for granted, thinking that she shouldn't owe them anything."

He also warned Zhao Binghe, "You are not allowed to be soft-hearted either. If you dare to be soft-hearted towards those ungrateful bastards, we will get a divorce, and you will have to work like a slave for them."

"What?"

Zhao Binghe reacted strongly, sitting up abruptly and accusing Zhang Guiying, "We've been together for most of our lives and you want a divorce? I knew it! You married me because you were after my looks and my body, and now that you see I'm old and useless, you don't want me anymore."

"Zhang Guiying, you have no conscience!"

"..."

Zhang Guiying pulled the person back with a dark face, "Keep your voice down, are you really not afraid of losing face?"

"You still have the nerve to talk back?"

Zhang Guiying had no choice but to soften her tone and coax a child, saying, "If I had no conscience, would I rush to your factory in a hurry if I dreamed that something happened to you? Divorce is nothing compared to being widowed. If I were widowed, your factory would have to compensate me a lot of money."

She pinched his waist again. "Can't you understand human language? I'm saying if you're going to be soft-hearted towards this ingrate, then we're getting a divorce. If you stand on my side, do you think I'd leave you?"

Zhao Binghe winced in pain and said irritably, "You're even more heartless. Who have you been arguing with and I haven't sided with you? When you were young, my mother fought with you to set rules for you, and I always helped you, didn't I?"

Zhang Guiying raised her hands in surrender, "Okay, okay, I was wrong, I misspoke, alright?"

"snort!"

Zhao Binghe turned over so that his back was to Zhang Guiying.

Zhang Guiying tried to coax him gently for a long time without success, so she kicked him in the butt in anger. "Go ahead and be angry, then so be it! I'm not putting up with this anymore!"

He then lay down on the bed.

He also turned over, leaving Zhao Binghe with his back to him.

This time it was Zhao Binghe's turn to be anxious. He tried his best to coax Zhang Guiying with sweet words, "I'm not angry, I just want to hear you say more nice things... Wife, I was wrong."

Zhang Guiying was a little angry.

But listening to the rambling voice in her ear, and thinking that Zhao Binghe hadn't even finished his seven-day mourning period at this time in her previous life, she suddenly calmed down.

Zhang Guiying turned over and held Zhao Binghe's hand tightly. "Forget about those ungrateful wretches. We must be good to each other from now on. Once we make money, we can eat whatever we want and wear whatever we want. We can't mistreat ourselves, no matter who else we're short of money for."

"Wife, I'll do whatever you say."

The next two days were uneventful.

Until the third day.

With the arrival of July 12th, the four policies related to "abolishing the system of children taking over succession" that had been rumored since last year have finally been implemented.

While the succession system for children has played a positive role in promoting employment.

However, with social development and economic marketization, this system has violated the principle of merit-based recruitment, resulting in unequal employment opportunities, violating the basic principle of social fairness, and seriously hindering enterprise development and social progress.

The policy clearly stipulates that, starting from October 1st, state-owned enterprises must recruit employees openly to the public, conduct comprehensive assessments, select the best candidates, and implement a labor contract system, abolishing systems such as allowing children to impersonate their spouses.

The policy was introduced.

It caused a nationwide sensation.

While some are still in shock, others have already taken action. With more than two months left before the policy takes effect, parents are using every trick in the book to make room for their children to find jobs.

Job prices in the market also rose sharply.

People already had a lot of inquiries about Zhang Guiying's cotton mill job, but after the policy was implemented, Li Meifeng's doorstep was practically worn down by people.

Parents, carrying their children and cash, fearing they wouldn't be able to secure a job, surrounded Li Meifeng's house, making it impossible for her to move. Li Meifeng had no choice but to quickly call Zhang Guiying and her husband over.

The crowd chattered on, each person saying something, making Zhang Guiying's ears ring.

Zhang Guiying moved a chair and stepped on it.

Raising his voice, he said to everyone, "Please be quiet and listen to me."

Everyone quieted down.

Zhang Guiying continued, "We're all parents, I understand how you feel, but you only have one job..."

Someone in the crowd shouted, "Then let's bid! The highest bidder wins!"

Zhang Guiying didn't want to offend anyone.

The bidding went on and on, with everyone raising the price, eventually driving it up. But in the end, everyone resented her for being ruthless.

Zhang Guiying quickly came up with a solution: "Those who come to our house today are either old colleagues from our cotton mill or old neighbors from nearby. If we haggle over the price, it might cause a fight and hurt our relationship."

"Okay, let's do a sealed bid. My starting price for this job is three thousand, and I definitely won't sell it for less than that. I'll give everyone a piece of paper and a pen later, and everyone can write down their own price. We only have one round, so whoever bids the highest gets the job, how about that?"

The group looked at each other, thinking it was fair.

Zhang Guiying immediately sent Zhao Binghe back to get paper and pens, and distributed them to each household.

Once they had paper and pens, everyone immediately dispersed, afraid that others would see the prices they had written down. But once they dispersed, they faced another problem: at least when bidding, they would know how much others were bidding, so they would have some idea of ​​the price.

But now we have no idea how much others will fill in.

Only one chance.

If you fill in too little, this job might end up going to someone else.

It took everyone more than ten minutes to deliberate over a simple number before finally handing the slip of paper with the names and prices written on it to Zhang Guiying.

A total of 16 families submitted bids.

Upon seeing the price on the note, Zhang Guiying's eyebrows twitched violently.

Although Zhang Guiying's bottom line was three thousand, she was confident that she could raise the price to five thousand. Her target price was five thousand, but she didn't expect these people to be so dedicated to their work.

"Comrade Guiying, you'd better announce who offered the highest price quickly."