Transmigration: On the Gossip Front

Zhang Yu originally thought that the other party, upon hearing such harsh conditions, would surely back down.

Unexpectedly, the other party agreed, confidently claiming they would continue to secure the agency rights.

Given the other party’s confidence, Zhang Yu was curious why they agreed.

With such confidence, Zhang Yu naturally wanted to discuss further with them.

Knowing Zhang Yu’s doubt, the other party said, "You must be curious. Your conditions are so harsh, yet I still agreed."

Zhang Yu nodded; since the other party brought it up voluntarily, that was fortunate.

"A friend of mine used your products, and I have too. They’re really good."

"Such good products, of course, I can’t miss out on them."

"I already hold several agency rights for different products, and successful sales mean more profits for me."

Zhang Yu understood that the other party was assuring her they’d promote the Aifen brand well, and she smiled.

Everyone can say pleasing words; ultimately, sales performance will speak for itself.

The other party also knew that Zhang Yu appeared easy-going but was actually very decisive, "We will definitely continue discussions next year."

"Okay." Zhang Yu was confident that by signing one-year contracts for two consecutive years, in the third year, with increased sales, they would definitely request to continue the contract.

Thus, Zhang Yu sold the agency rights for several Southeast Asian countries for Aifen.

For Zhang Yu, it was genuinely a good start; she had an idea to build and strengthen this brand.

Why can Europe, America, and Japan produce major skincare brands, while we can’t?

Our ancestors left us with good things; why can’t those things go global?

Knowing the agency rights for Southeast Asia sold smoothly, Zhang Zejun wasn’t very surprised, or rather felt it was expected.

The people of the Zhang Family already knew of this news and weren’t too surprised; they even considered it normal for their good products to attract attention.

Feng Hao knew about Zhang Yu’s skincare product development, not only hot selling but also obtaining Southeast Asia’s agency rights, which infuriated him.

He almost wanted to throw the cup in his hand directly over but reconsidered, realizing the item was his, and breaking it would mean spending money to replace it.

"Why does she need to get into business? Can’t she just be a peaceful landlady?" Feng Hao got angry just thinking about it.

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Zhang Yu clearly said she intended to become a landlady, earning rent peacefully, so why start a business now?

Even starting a business would be one thing, but why did she have to grow it so big and strong?

Originally, Feng Hao was delighted, having ventured into the clothing industry with foresight, despite lacking experience. But with equipment and workers, orders can be taken.

He now received more and more orders, and hearing that Zhang Yu’s skincare products initially weren’t selling made him very happy, feeling Zhang Yu surpassing him was truly a joke.

Now he realized, all along, he was the real joke; up to now, the clothing factory only did processing without its own brand.

Not to mention, promoting products to Southeast Asia was truly difficult.

Yet Zhang Yu surpassed him completely, leaving Feng Hao very displeased.

Including when learning from Feng Kai that Zhang Yu was also involved in the stock market, apparently earning quite a lot.

Feng Hao couldn’t help but sigh again, "Clearly, these should have belonged to me."

Once upon a time, he was just a step away from vast fortune, yet he failed to seize the opportunity.

Feng Hao sighed, "Forget it, don’t think about it, just focus on earning money."

He had considered investing in the stock market, thinking it would be far quicker to earn wealth than labor-intensive business.

Unfortunately, the idea was promising, but he didn’t make money; instead, he lost it. If he hadn’t withdrawn as soon as trouble appeared, he might have been trapped.

Feng Hao grew increasingly distraught, failing to understand the problem, "Is Zhang Yu’s fate really that fortunate?" Feng Hao knew Zhang Yu was considered lucky in marriage, thinking that the Zhang Family’s connections led to obtaining agency rights.

That could be considered good luck, albeit somewhat regrettable, but not that shocking. As for her assets, they were entirely Feng’s house finances, and she arrived early to acquire many things.

In a nutshell, he never took it seriously; but looking at Zhang Yu now, she truly seemed prosperous.

Thinking of this, Feng Hao was furious, blaming his own parents, "Couldn’t they have told me earlier about divorcing Zhang Yu?"

Feng Hao still disliked Zhang Yu, never considering living together. In his youth, he wasn’t particularly fond, and now, older, he certainly wouldn’t like her.

He was just upset such a huge fortune seemed out of reach for his family, truly displeased, very displeased.

No matter how angry Feng Hao was, he had to admit the fact that even with considerable money on hand, his gap with Zhang Yu was widening.

Though the money in hand seemed a lot, given the rising real estate prices in Harbor City, wanting to buy land at the peak to build a house himself, the last auction price showed that his wallet truly couldn’t keep up.

Displeased, truly various kinds of displeased; the gap was already this way, and he didn’t dare imagine how it would evolve afterwards.

Yao Na also followed Zhang Yu’s situation, knowing she opened a cosmetics factory named Aifen, nearly laughing to the point of falling.

"Claiming to be from a scholarly family, yet the name is so tacky."

"Who would willingly buy with such a name."

"Look at the names others choose, so high-end."

Feng Yongyan also thought the name was tacky, joining Feng Yongdan in mocking Zhang Yu’s naming choice.

Feng Yongxi happened to finish her homework and came downstairs, hearing the three mocking Zhang Yu’s naming.

Pouring herself a cup of water, she passed through the living room, "Others may choose tacky names, but at least they have the capabilities to open a factory."

"And can promote products to major malls."

"You laugh at others, and they don’t even know how to laugh at us."

Feng Yongxi truly didn’t understand how her own mother and elder brother could mock Zhang Yu.

"Our mother was so glorious before, she could drive her away, but what was the result?"

Yao Na naturally held grudges, clearly the ’Mrs. Feng’, yet was expelled across the river, needing Feng Hao’s approval to meet him.

If she caused trouble, her living expenses were immediately reduced, leaving her helplessly compliant.

She never expected even her own son would mock her, "Feng Yongxi, what do you mean by this?"

"I don’t mean anything, I just think one shouldn’t be so excessive."

"Especially since you are a failure; think about the person you look down on, now living so well."

Feng Yongxi originally wanted to say more, but thinking it over, decided not to; some words weren’t worth saying to avoid resentment.