Transmigration: On the Gossip Front

Shen Jie had never imagined that Shen Jianshe, who she thought would be quite honest, would also have such cunning thoughts.

"If the housing isn’t divided, many teachers at Q University don’t have houses anyway," she pondered. This isn’t the future; could a well-known university worry about not having the funds to build housing?

Even if the school had the capability, many professors had already started finding their own ways to make money and had quietly begun earning. They wouldn’t focus on waiting for the housing allocation from their workplace.

The professors might not care, but the average junior lecturers would, and some of the staff from operational services would definitely be on the lookout for it.

"Dad, after all, you’re getting on in years. Schools usually consider younger people first."

Since Shen Jianshe had been transferred from another place to Capital City, he was at a bit of a disadvantage. Unless everyone got a house, Shen Jianshe might have hoped for one.

But by that time, whether Shen Jianshe was still working would be another matter; "We can’t wait forever, and we don’t even know if we’ll get a house."

"It might be better to just buy a house directly. Such a good opportunity, if missed, who knows if it will come again?"

Unable to resist, Shen Jianshe nodded his head and smugly looked toward Zhang Yamei. See, he knew Shen Jie would definitely support him.

Zhang Yamei, seeing Shen Jianshe so pleased with himself, couldn’t help but feel both amused and a bit annoyed.