"Song Ning, it was wrong of me to hit you just now. Who told you to argue with me? Your Aunt Lin has taken care of you for so many years, it hasn't been easy for her. Giving your job to Song Xue is the only way you can repay her. Please understand your father's feelings."
Upon hearing this, Song Ning realized that this beautiful and intelligent live streamer had actually transmigrated into a parallel universe novel set in the 1970s in H country during a power outage while she was arguing with haters on her live stream.
She shares the same name as the female lead, and the story begins with her stepsister not only taking her job but also trying to send her to the countryside.
The Song family started out in the textile factory and became very wealthy. Later, they were pragmatic and handed the textile factory over to the state. Song Daqiang became an employee of the textile factory and lived a low-key life as an ordinary citizen, receiving a salary.
Song Daqiang was a son-in-law who married into the family. After Song Ning's mother passed away, Song Daqiang married Lin Xiuzhi and her daughter Song Xue, and the family property fell into Song Daqiang's hands. Over the years, he has sold off a considerable amount of the family property, and is actually quite wealthy.
According to the succession system, Song Ning took over Song Daqiang's job at the textile factory. However, the policy of sending young people to the countryside required unmarried and unemployed youths to go to the countryside, which led to the scene at the beginning.
The original owner of this body was unwilling, and years of grievances welled up in her heart, so she scolded Song Daqiang.
"Dad, I'm your biological son! How can you do this to my mother?! You're so biased!"
“Every penny that Lin Xiuzhi and her daughter have spent on food, drink, and shelter over the years has come from the Song family. How have we wronged them?”
"A whole bunch of ingrates!"
Upon hearing this, Song Daqiang was so angry that he slapped the original owner of the body. The original owner was extremely aggrieved and locked himself in his room on a three-day hunger strike.
Song Ning shook her head when she saw this part of the story. The original owner of this body had a too strong personality and would only fight fiercely when faced with problems, without knowing how to flatter or appease.
In contrast, Song Xueren is good at acting, speaking sweet words, and showing weakness. She is sensible and reasonable, which makes Song Daqiang very fond of her. Naturally, he gradually stops paying attention to his own daughter, Song Ning, who only knows how to argue.
Little did they know that to deal with such a stupid, scumbag father who doesn't even care about his own daughter, you need to use an even more despicable scheme.
Thinking of this, Song Ning went forward, opened the door, and unleashed a torrent of abuse on her scumbag father, Song Daqiang.
“Alright, Father, it’s just going to the countryside. Okay. As long as you give me the jade thumb ring that my mother left me before she passed away as a keepsake, I’ll agree.”
In the novel, the jade thumb ring has a significant history. It was clearly a coming-of-age gift from Song Ning's mother, but it was kept in Song Daqiang's warehouse. Later, Song Xue accidentally obtained it and used it to make a fortune.
"Okay, okay."
Seeing that Song Ning had finally relented, Song Daqiang hurriedly went to find the jade thumb ring.
After all, that jade thumb ring looked inconspicuous and was insignificant compared to the vast Song family fortune; it was even the least valuable item.
Soon, after Song Daqiang handed the jade thumb ring to Song Ning, the family went to the living room to discuss matters.
In the living room, the eight-immortal table and stools were polished to a shine, and the mural of pine trees and cranes with the couplets on the wall behind them gave it a sense of history.
Lin Xiuzhi and Song Daqiang sat on either side of the octagonal table.
Lin Xiuzhi smiled insincerely, "Song Ning, I heard you're willing to give your job to your sister. Aunt Lin is so grateful to you. Don't worry, I'll definitely ask your father to use his connections to get you transferred back to the city when the opportunity arises."
“Going back to the city? No need. I just need enough money. Dad, give me two thousand every month. Not a penny less.”
Song Ning knew that once the storm hit, there would be no way to return to the city, so she might as well make a few more bucks.
"Two thousand? In the countryside, everyone eats from the same pot. It's not safe for you to carry that much money."
Song Daqiang was displeased when he saw that Song Ning was making an exorbitant demand.
"You won't give it to me, huh? Then I absolutely won't let you take this job. Let whoever wants to go to the countryside go."
After saying that, Song Ning was about to slam her hand on the table and leave.
"Okay, okay, it's just 2,000 yuan, here you go!"
Fearing that Song Ning might change her mind again, Song Daqiang quickly took 2,000 yuan and handed it to Song Ning, who quickly put it away.
"Song Ning, don't worry. As soon as the return quotas are released, I'll use my connections to find a way to get you back to the city," Song Daqiang patted his chest reassuringly.
Hearing this, Song Ning couldn't help but chuckle to herself. If she hadn't read the original book, she would have actually believed it.
In the original story, Song Daqiang sensed the impending storm and sold off all of the Song family's ancestral home and assets beforehand, fleeing to Hong Kong to continue his life of immense wealth and luxury.
Meanwhile, her stepsister Song Xue had a job in the city and lived a comfortable life, eventually becoming wealthy.
But Song Ning didn't expose him; instead, she smiled and said...
"Yes, Dad, you're the best."
Seeing his daughter suddenly become so sensible, Song Daqiang smiled somewhat guiltily.
"Song Xue, hurry up and change your clothes. Go to the textile factory this afternoon to report for duty and officially take over my shift."
"Okay, Dad!" Song Xue grinned happily, but was stopped just as she was about to leave.
"Wait a minute." Song Ning walked up to her and suddenly blurted out, "Love you alone in a dark alley?"
Song Xue blushed instantly and crossed her arms over her chest. "Song Ning, you...you don't like me, do you? That's so weird!"
Song Ning smiled, then suddenly blurted out, "The Wumeng Mountains are connected to mountains beyond mountains?"
Song Xue then realized she was being teased. "What nonsense are you spouting? Are you out of your mind?!"
Song Ning finally breathed a sigh of relief and felt at ease. It seemed that Song Xue hadn't time-traveled.
"Wait a minute, Dad. Everyone knows I'm your biological daughter. But Song Xue isn't your biological daughter, so it's against the rules for her to succeed you. To avoid criticism, how about we sever our father-daughter relationship?"
Song Ning smiled, thinking that as long as she severed ties with Song Daqiang, whatever happened afterward would be none of her business.
Upon hearing this, Lin Xiuzhi felt dizzy and thought to herself, "Has Song Ning lost her mind? How could she think like this? Once the relationship is severed, Song Xue will be the only heir of the Song family."
We absolutely have to get this done while Song Ning's brain is malfunctioning!
“Old Song, I think Song Ning is right. Things are tight right now, and if we get caught violating the rules, this job will be over. Why don’t you write a letter severing ties with Song Ning? That way, the textile factory will have something to say.”
Song Daqiang thought it made sense, so he immediately grabbed some paper and pen, started writing, signed his name, and handed it to Song Ning.
"Song Ning, sign this."
Song Ning took the letter severing ties with her father and couldn't help but click her tongue in admiration. "However, I feel like I've lost out by signing it. Dad, you have to compensate me. How about you give me another 20,000 yuan?"
"Twenty thousand? Are you robbing me!" Lin Xiuzhi shouted, but realizing she had been rude, she softened her tone. "It's just for the textile factory leaders. It's not like we're really cutting ties. Song Ning, there's no need for you to ask your father for so much money."
"You won't give it to me, huh? Then I'm not changing jobs."
Song Ning was about to slam her hand on the table and leave.
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