Transmigration: On the Gossip Front

"Right, that’s what I think too. I thought to myself, since I’m not the child he hoped for, why bother thinking about inheriting the family business? I might as well go out and start my own business."

"Although I don’t know how it will turn out, at least, good or bad, it’ll be my own enterprise. No one can deny my efforts, and no one can force me out."

"And I’ve been so obedient, not fighting with his beloved woman’s child over the family business—shouldn’t there be some compensation in other areas?" There were some things he couldn’t say in front of Mother Zhao, and as for so-called friends, Zhao Lei wouldn’t tell them either.

"Of course. The stakes are high, aren’t they? You’re giving up not a small fortune, but a huge company." It was obvious from how well Zhao Lei and his mother lived, and the other woman too, that Father Zhao’s company was no small venture.

But the future problems wouldn’t be minor, either. Once Zhao Lei succeeded in taking over, there would be people who wouldn’t take it lying down. But after all, as the legitimate eldest son, even if the illegitimate children were dissatisfied, they’d have to put up with it.

Now that Zhao Lei had given it up, in the eyes of those people, everyone came from the same starting point. Why should others rise to the top when they couldn’t? It was inevitable there would be some turmoil as they struggled to succeed.

"Knowing I’m no longer the roadblock in their way, they’ll face many more obstacles, and they won’t focus on me." What’s more important, he wouldn’t become a scapegoat.

Once that woman had a child, Zhao Lei believed that Father Zhao, in order to conceal the truth, would certainly propose to nurture him, his eldest son, as a thorn in everyone’s side.

With that in mind, it was better to jump ship early. "I’m going to study computer science in the future."

Although Father Zhao was somewhat disappointed in his son Zhao Lei, he really hadn’t skimped on him in material terms.