After being reborn, the young master returned to his village and led his wife and daughters to prosp

Hearing the two talking about business, and even hearing Huba mocking him, he couldn't help but glare at Hou Yu again.

Then he looked at Lin Fan with a smile and said, "I didn't expect my brother Lin to know about this. I've seen this thing at Director Zhou's house, but I didn't understand it at all."

"Is all this stuff in English? I can't understand a single word of it. Brother Lin, you're truly educated. I admire you."

"Hey Old Hou, are you going to agree to the deal or not? If not, go buy a new one yourself. I'll leave once we're gone. I don't believe I can't find anyone else in the entire Liangshan County who can provide me with information."

"No matter what, I, Huba, have been in Liangshan County for so many years. I don't believe I can't handle such a small matter."

Huba was obviously saying that on purpose.

As expected, as they echoed each other, Hou Yu's originally resolute expression became increasingly hesitant.

After a long silence, he sighed and said, "Alright, alright, it's rare to find someone knowledgeable like you. If you can really fix it, I'll give you five hundred dollars for the information."

A smile finally appeared on Lin Fan's face.

"A word is settled!"

He then went to the computer desk and started tinkering with it.

Hou Yu and Huba, on the other hand, stared wide-eyed at Lin Fan as he operated the machine, like two curious children.

Actually, Hou Yu's computer had a very simple problem: it was infected with a virus, and a rather low-level one at that.

I guess this disrespectful old man was doing unhealthy things on the computer, which is why he got infected by viruses on those websites.

The method for dealing with this most primitive type of virus is simple: delete all memory, executable programs, and software operating logic inside, and then reassemble the system.

Lin Fan finished the whole process in less than half an hour.

Seeing his old CRT computer screen start spinning again, followed by the familiar blue sky and green grass image, Hou Yu's face instantly broke into a smile.

"Haha, it's fixed!"

"This young man has some skill!"

Hou Yu fiddled with the mouse and keyboard for a while to make sure everything was working properly, then turned to Lin Fan and gave him a satisfied smile.

"Alright, I'm in a good mood, so I won't argue with you. Give me five hundred yuan and I'll tell you what happened."

Without saying a word, Lin Fan took the money out of his pocket and slammed it on the table.

Hou Yu put away the money, then watched as Lin Fan's expression gradually became serious.

"Of the three factories you're looking for, two were state-owned, but the government decided to step in because they weren't doing well. The other one is private; it used to be a machine shop that specialized in processing screws, wrenches, and other hardware for repairs."

"As per your requirements, these three factories are all very small in scale, and because they are not doing well, the people behind them are in a hurry to sell them at low prices. The cheapest one is this private machinery processing factory, which only costs 80,000 yuan!"

"There are two factory buildings, an open space, a warehouse and a processing plant. It's a small place, but it's small but complete."

"So, which one do you want to check out, or do you want to compare all three?"

Upon hearing Hou Yu's words, Lin Fan immediately began to ponder.

The two state-owned factories are out of the question for now, since the cheapest one costs 80,000 yuan, and the other two slightly more expensive ones are estimated to cost around 100,000 yuan. Lin Fan only has 100,000 yuan in total. If he buys the factories, where will he get the money for sewing machines, fabrics, and other tools for making clothes?

So it seems like he has three choices, but in reality he only has one.

"Then I'll trouble you, sir, to take us to that privately-run establishment. If it's suitable, I'll buy it right away!"

Hou Yu glanced at Lin Fan with some surprise. She hadn't expected this young man to not only be quick-witted and skilled at computer repair, but also to be so wealthy, taking 80,000 yuan so easily.

"Alright, come with me."

"Let me make this clear first, I'm just helping someone out, so naturally I have to get paid for it. I'll take a portion of the 80,000 yuan. Of course, you won't have to pay anything extra. After the boss receives the money, he'll give me a portion of the 80,000 yuan as my commission. You don't mind, do you?"

Hearing this, Lin Fan's lips twitched, and he inexplicably felt an urge to hit someone.

Huba, standing to the side, exclaimed excitedly, "Old man Hou, you old beast, do you have no shame?"

"Someone commissioned you to find buyers and even gave you a commission. When the buyer finds you, you actually want to charge them money. What do you mean by this? How can there be such a shameless old bastard like you in this world?"

Hou Yu said innocently, "So what? I've already said that I'm dealing with the matter, not the person. If I were the one who approached someone else, I would feel embarrassed to charge them money and would only charge a commission. But now you need me, so what's wrong with me taking a little money? Are you unhappy about it?"

Lin Fan vaguely understood how this person had been imprisoned. He was so greedy that he must have been influenced by someone who had previously been favored by the wrong person.

Thinking of this, Lin Fan stopped worrying about it and waved his hand, saying, "Alright, Brother Huba, it's okay. What the old man said makes some sense. Let's go to that place and take a look."

Hou Yu glared at Huba and said, "Look at you, you're a sensible young man. Unlike you, always making a fuss. Old man, I helped you guys, and you still criticize me!"

The three of them left the factory and, led by Hou Yu, soon arrived near a small factory on the outskirts of the city.

"As you can see, this factory is quite far from the city center. If you live in the county town, it might be a bit troublesome for you to travel to and from the factory in the future."

Upon arriving at their destination, Hou Yu seemed to remember this incident and explained it to Lin Fan and the others.

Lin Fan waved his hand, not saying anything more, indicating that he didn't care.

He doesn't live in the county town, so it doesn't matter where the factory is located. Whether it's in the city center or the suburbs, he still has to ride his motorcycle every day. It's just a matter of saving ten minutes.

"Mr. Wei, business is on the way!"

When we arrived at the factory gate, the huge factory was quiet and there was no sound at all.

Hou Yu knocked on the door and called out, but there was no response for a long time. Just when they thought the factory was closed and there was probably no one guarding it at all, the factory gate was suddenly pushed open, and a short, stout middle-aged man walked out.