Reborn in 85: Starting with a family split and becoming the richest man, the ungrateful wretch regre

Chu Xiangyu noticed that Lu Yang kept staring at the private school not far away, and she couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. She felt that Lu Yang hadn't come here to look at the scenery for no reason.

Lu Yang must have something else on his mind; she noticed he seemed preoccupied from the moment he entered.

But now Lu Yang was looking in the direction of the private school, smiling strangely. She didn't even dare to go closer, and felt very flustered.

"Lu Yang, what's wrong?"

After a moment, Chu Xiangyu couldn't help but ask.

Lu Yang came to his senses, smiled, and said, "It's nothing. I just came to see you. I ran into Qi Kang on the street and brought him back."

"You go ahead with your work, I'm going back now."

Lu Yang didn't elaborate, just smiled, waved goodbye to her, and walked out of the clothing store.

Chu Xiangyu felt that Lu Yang's attitude was a bit strange, but she didn't think much of it and just went about her own business.

After returning to the urban village, Lu Yang felt that he absolutely could not let others know that he was the one who did it. He had to go through several roundabout ways to avoid getting into trouble.

There are many migrant workers in urban villages, so they are the most suitable people to do this job because information is hard to find.

Many of them are underage and don't have ID cards; they are using fake identities.

Luo Yang thought for a moment, then went to a restaurant and bar to find a waiter. The waiter was an intern named Lü Dasen.

He was bullied as a child and his leg was injured and never fully recovered, so he has been limping ever since.

In addition, he was a bit of a chatterbox and couldn't do any heavy work, so the surrounding restaurants didn't want to hire him.

Lu Yang gave him a job, and he still lives in an urban village.

Lu Yang thought for a moment, then called him over and asked with a smile, "Can't you read?"

Lu Dasen scratched his head awkwardly: "I only recognize about a hundred characters, not all of them."

Lu Yang handed him the paper: "Do you recognize the words on this?"

Lu Dasen looked at them and couldn't help but laugh: "I recognize all these characters, and the story is quite interesting. I'll go back and talk about it with the people around me."

“Some of the people I live with actually work in that area.”

Lu Yang knew he understood what Lu Dasen meant, so he patted Lu Dasen on the shoulder and said, "Just say it for two days, then take the tickets and money and head north to my hometown, the provincial capital."

“Someone will take care of you over there. Don’t come back for a year.”

Holding the money and tickets, Lü Dasen smiled and said, "Great, I'll treat it as a trip."

"Boss, what's fun to do in your hometown?"

Lu Yang scratched his head and said, "I was only focused on making money over there, so I didn't really go to any interesting places."

"However, my hometown is vast and the people are tough. You'll have to experience it for yourself when you get there."

Lu Dasen wrote down everything on the paper Lu Yang had given him, then took out a lighter and burned the paper.

He pocketed the tickets and money, and limped away from the small house. If it weren't for Lu Yang, he would have starved to death long ago.

Helping Lu Yang with such a small favor would earn him some money for travel, allowing him to go to places he'd never been before and enjoy life—there's no harm in it for him.

On his way back, he passed by Yangcheng Market, where he bought a pitcher of beer, a few pounds of peanuts, and some snacks before hurrying back to his lodgings.

When he returned, several of his shift workers were sleeping.

He gently put the things down, yawned, and decided to lie down on the bed to rest.

When it got dark and the other workers returned, they were all stunned to see the wine and food on the table.

"Who bought this? Who struck it rich?"

One of my roommates, with a loud voice, shouted excitedly, his tone tinged with jealousy.

People here don't earn money easily; everyone works very hard, but they can only earn enough to make ends meet.

Lu Dasen got out of bed and said with a smile, "I found 50 yuan on my way back today and spent it all. How about we eat and drink something together?"

As he spoke, he also woke up his two roommates who were sleeping.

One of the two roommates stood up and said, "It's more fun with more people. I'll go and call those guys from next door over too."

Lu Dasen didn't stop him. He felt that the more people knew about it, the better. Rumors get distorted as they are passed around, and it's hard to find their source.

The group ate and chatted, and when they were half-drunk, Lü Dasen began to tell the story that Lu Yang had asked him to tell.

Have you heard of the fact that many schools are built on mass graves?

Someone immediately chimed in, "That's for sure, because the land is cheap there!"

Then everyone started telling ghost stories, without Lü Dasen needing to guide them.

Lu Dasen naturally brought up the haunted incident at the junior high school in Qikang.

Of course, all of these things were fabricated by Lu Yang, just to give that amusement park a reputation for being haunted before it was even developed.

When Lü Dasen brought up this matter, no one else took it to heart.

Because they had already mentioned several haunted places.

The only thing that could catch their attention was the junior high school that Lü Dasen mentioned, which was near their workplace.

The group chatted for several hours before finally parting ways and going to sleep.

The following evening, Lü Dasen went drinking with others again and told them about the incident.

These people are all from their urban village, working near the junior high school.

After traveling for two days, Lü Dasen boarded a train heading north with his ticket in hand.

By the time he arrived in the provincial capital, the ghost stories he had told had already spread throughout the streets and alleys.

Han Bingcheng originally planned to relocate the school as soon as the land was approved so that they could start building the amusement park.

Unexpectedly, at this time, news spread that the school was haunted.

Unfortunately, the school is located in a place where a cafeteria is planned to be built, providing a place for people visiting the amusement park to eat and rest temporarily.

He was not only somewhat annoyed, but also angrily sent people to investigate the source of the rumors.

But after investigating, they eventually found that the virus originated from an urban village.

He then sent people to the urban village to investigate who exactly spread the rumor, but they couldn't find the source at all.

There are too many migrant workers in urban villages, and too many people are talking about this issue.

After a week of fruitless searching, Han Bingcheng gave up, and the rumors only spread even more.

One day, Qi Kang was picked up from school by his mother. The two locked the door and closed the windows together, both of them pale-faced.

Qi Kang's mother said, her lips trembling, "How about we transfer to another school, to the public school next door?"

Qi Kang said with a straight face, "I only have one year left until the high school entrance exam, and I don't want to go through all that trouble."

Qi Kang's mother couldn't help but say angrily, "This school is haunted, do you still want to stay here?"

"What if something happens to you? No, I have to transfer this."

Qi Kang looked at his mother helplessly and said, "Don't you think this is strange? I've been in this school for two years and I've never heard of it being haunted."